#also kennys parka is too big because its a hand-me-down

[acidicvampire]

The Boys

this was really fun to draw but oh my god the back pain alone has knocked a solid month off my lifespan

i tried to make them look as childish as i could but they still look like, 12, so lets just say they're 12 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

this took like 1 1/2 days and i used firealpaca

[respect-my-authoritah-imagines]

Fallen Angel (Kenny McCormick / Reader)

Anon: can you do a Kenny x reader where the reader is an angel that he sees briefly every time he dies and one day he sees a girl that looks exactly like her and it turns out that it is

Growing up I’ve been seeing an image of a boy in an orange parka that  had messy  blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. I would always see him in random times, I never really understood why.  It didn’t matter where I was or what I was doing, he would always show up though our eyes would only meet for a few seconds. As far that I’m aware of only I can see him, it didn’t bother me that much since he would only show up for a short amount of time. As of now I’m a high school student, I grew taller and my voice had changed from when I was a kid. I could also say the same for the boy wearing a parka, he seemed to have grown up as well. He was taller than I first saw him and his face changed, but not drastically since I could still make up that it was him. The only thing that changed about me besides my appearance was my location. My family recently moved to South Park due to my dad getting a new job.  

Today was my first day in South Park high school, they didn’t have a uniform which was something I’m not used to since my old school had us wear a dark and sad uniform. I took a deep breath before entering my the school premises. “Okay, (Y/N). You can do this.” I told myself as I entered the school. The first thing I noticed when I got inside was that everyone was in groups. “Looks like things aren’t going to be easy for me.” I thought to myself.  I made my way to my classroom while avoiding everyone’s eyes. Everyone seemed to have known each other, I assume that I was the only new kid. When I got in the classroom I careful choose a seat, I made sure it was the one furthest from each group. I don’t want to sit in a seat someone saved for their friend. As I sat down I was greeted by a boy with a book in his hand and behind him was two other kids, one was wearing a blue hat and red puffball and next to him was a bigger boy. “Hello, you must be (Y/N).” I returned my attention to the ginger “Yes.” I don’t know what else to add.

“We’ve overheard about a new student so I decided to be the first to give you a warm welcome.”

I guess things won’t be as hard as I make them to be. “Thank you.” I said to the boy. “I’m Kyle by the way.” The ginger then gestured over to the two boys behind him. “The one with black hair is Stan and the fat one is Cartman.” as soon as he called Cartman fat Cartman said something under his breath. “Nice to meet you, (Y/N).” Stan greeted.

“Likewise” I replied

“And there’s also Kenny” Kyle said as he looked over to the door. At the exact time I focused at the door it swung open revealing a bright orange parka. My eyes widen as I felt something familiar from that color. “It couldn’t be” as soon as the person who opened the door looked over to us I felt my heart beat faster. My eyes were glued to him, everything else in the room became a blur. The person I’ve been seeing all my life was in front of me, because I was focused on my thoughts it took me a while to notice that he was also in shock.

“You’re--” He rushed to my side and held me by my arm. “Real.” he continued. What does he mean by that? “Kenny, it hasn’t been an hour and you’re already flirting with the new girl.” Someone said. “You’re not disappearing.” I said to him. This was the first time I was able to look at him for more than a few seconds. Ours eyes locked on each other as we tried to figure out what was going on. I didn’t really think that person I had been seeing was really. I couldn’t comprehend what was happening so my hand found it’s way to his chest. “You’re real!” I said to him, his eyes seemed to have grown wider from that comment.

“No shitl.” I heard the fat guy from earlier speak.

The boy in front of me turned to the source of the sound leaving my eyes to face the side of his parka. His blonde messy hair seemed more of a mess, his lashes were long and beautiful. I’m glad that I’m able to see more of him and no longer just one side of his face. “Alright, go back to your seats.” An old man with a green polo shirt came in. Everyone started going to their own seats while Kenny and I remained standing up facing each other. It felt surreal that I was able to look at him straight in the eye. “McCormick and new kid sit down!” The teacher commanded us. “I’m sorry” I said as I got pulled back into reality. I went back to my seat and Kenny did so as well.

I turn my attention to what was in front of me, the teacher. The difference between this school and my old school is how the teachers treated their students. Mr. Garrison is so harsh to his students, he doesn’t pull his punches and he doesn’t seem to teach anything as well. I looked over to Kyle who I sat next to and asked “Is he like this everyday?”  

“You’ll get used to it, but if you don’t get the lesson there’s a group of students who go to the library for a study session.”

“Thanks for letting me know, Kyle.”

“I’m sure that other members would be glad to have you” Kyle then looked over to the back side of the classroom, I wasn’t too sure what he was looking at when I looked over to the back as well. “Kenny seems to be happy that you’re here.” Kyle said as his eyes focused back on me. “What’s up with you two? Are you guys old friends?”

“It’s kinda hard to explain”

Kyle’s brow raised in confusion from my words. “I’ve seen him before in my head and it’s the same for him as well.” Usually when I tell people about seeing a boy  at random times they would laugh at me and/or call me out for being weird. “That’s really something.” Kyle didn’t mock what I’ve just said, that’s new. “You don’t find it strange?”

“I think it’s cool that you two have something special.”

He’s right. It is something special we have. I don’t think  Kenny has any idea why we’re able to see each other in our minds maybe I should ask him after class if he has any clue what might be causing all this. As soon as class has ended I walked over to Kenny’s seat. His eyes lit  up as soon as I made in contact with him. I felt my cheeks turn red, as I am unfamiliar with this expression coming from someone. “Kenny, I wanted to ask you something.”

“If it’s a date. Kenny’s poor!” Cartman shouted from the seat next to Kenny. “Shut up, fatass.” Kenny said as he stood up and placed his hand on my shoulder. Kenny started leading me out of the classroom. “Let’s talk outside.” He said as we made it to the door. “Okay” I went with Kenny to the hallway where other students seemed to be preoccupied with their own thing. Kenny and I were near the lockers, our backs resting on someone else’s locker. “So what did you want to ask?”

“I was wondering if you had any ideas why we’re able to see each other despite never knowing each other”  Kenny’s eyes slowly shifted to my direction as he let out a big sigh. “I don’t why we keep seeing each other though I know one thing that could be the root of all this.” Kenny stopped leaning on the locker “You might not believe me for what I’m about to tell you--” Kenny’s expression turned grim as he spoke. I followed him as he stopped leaning on the locker and faced him properly. “The only time we make contact is after I die.”

“Die?”

“I’m fully aware that people only die once, but that’s not the case for me.”

I didn’t know how that would be possible, but at the same time I knew he wasn’t lying. It is impossible for me to even see someone I’ve never seen my whole life at random times so what he must be saying must be true. “I believe that you’re not making this up”

“I’m glad you understand from just my words alone. I have no one to back me up with my story as they seem to forget the memory of me dying once I come to live another day.”

There was a moment of silence as he had finished speaking. It must have been hard for him to have his friends forget about his death. Has he been living in this spiral of death and life for this long. My hands slowly found its way to his. “I promise not to forget about you.”

“I have a hunch that what we have will prevent you for forgetting my deaths.” He said as he held back my hand. “I’m glad that you’ll remember and know that I’m not lying about my death, but I don’t like the fact that you’ll be seeing me die again and again.”

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Many weeks had passed since I moved into South Park. I’ve finally caught up with all my school works. Every after school I would go to the library with Kyle to attend a study session and on my way home Kenny would always walk would me, because of my connection to Kenny we’ve grown close in such a short period of time. “(Y/N), do you want to stop by the mall for some food?”

“That would be nice” I said as we took a left to head to the mall. “You know ever since we’ve started hanging out nothing bad has happened to me.” I looked over to Kenny from my shoulder and smiled “I guess I’m some sort of good luck charm.”

“I’d like to think of you as an angel and not just an object.” He said as his hand locked with mine. I puffed up my cheeks and sulked “You’re such a flirt.” I said as I rolled my eyes. Kenny laughed at my remark “That’s fine since you like me too.”

I couldn’t deny what he had just said. It’s true that I’ve always had an interest in him. “Shut up” I said as I looked away from him. “I love you” He said as he stopped walking and buried his head on my hair. From what I’ve heard from Stan and the others  Kenny used to be a flirt, he had multiple girlfriends though not at the same time. “You know a little birdy told me that you used to say a lot of sweet things like that  to other girls.”  

“That doesn’t mean that what I’m telling you is a lie.” The way Kenny spoke was so comforting. “I guess that just means that you just go around other people that.” I haven’t had any romantic feelings towards someone before since I’ve only had my eyes on the person I’ve been seeing in my head so I have no experience with being with someone before. “It’s not like that at all.” He said as he raised his head from mine. “You’re the first person that has ever believed my words. I have no intention of hurting you “

“Come on let me give you a hug.” Kenny added. I slowly made my way to his chest and buried my face there. When I felt his warmth from his parka I could feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist. “Get a room you guys” As soon as I heard the familiar voice that called us out I tried to separated from Kenny , but my hair got caught by his zipper. “Wait I’ll get it out.” Kenny said as he started to untangle my hair from his parka zipper. “Don’t scare her, Cartman.” He said as he freed my hair. I looked at Cartman who came with Kyle and Stan. “Hey guys.” I greeted them. Stan’s and Kyle’s face were all red from seeing Kenny and I hug each other. “You’ve guys been hanging out too much.” Cartman has said as he grabbed Kenny and dragged him with him. “I’ll see you later, (Y/N).” Kenny said as he tried to get out of Cartman’s grip. I waved my hand as to say goodbye. I’m glad that I was able to spend some time with him, but I’m disappointed that our meeting was cut short.

After Kenny was forced to go to the mall I made my way back home. When I got home one of the first thing I did was do my homework, I didn’t want to do them after Kenny returns. Hours passed by and Kenny still wasn’t here yet. I’m a bit worried since Cartman and the other’s probably got themselves in a weird adventure. Maybe I should go and check up on them. As soon as I got out of my desk I blacked out and saw Kenny in my head. When I got back to reality I realized what had happened and I rushed out to Kenny’s house. I knocked on their front door and the person to open the door from inside was Kyle. “(Y/N)?”

“Kyle, what happened to Kenny?” I asked as I could feel my hands shaking. “He got shot.” Stan said as he arrived at the door from inside. “We’ve just told his parents what happened.” My eyes began to water as I’ve heard how he had died. Kenny told me about how unlucky he was and how he would always get shot or get himself into dangerous situation that would kill him, but I have never experienced him die. He told that he would come back after a while, but it was still hard to accept that he died.

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I went to bed after Kyle and Stan walked me home. They tried comforting me on my way home, but I failed to. I curled up into a ball on my bed and hoped the Kenny would be back by tomorrow or today, because of how sad I was the night moved slower than usual. Moments later I fell asleep with my pillow  soaked with my tears.

Tak

A sound coming from my window woke me up. I got out of my bed and made my way to the window. When I looked out the first thing I saw was Kenny, he was holding a bunch of rocks. I quickly got out of my bedroom and went outside of my house. When I got out I felt the cold wind, it was still too early and sun wasn’t out. “Kenny, you’re okay.” I said as he ran towards him and gave him a hug. “It was so scary. I didn’t know where to look for you” my voice started cracking as tears start to roll on my cheeks. “Don’t worry I told you I would come back after a while.” He said as he hugged me back. “I’m sorry if I scared you.”

I raised my head from his chest and looked at him. “Why does this happen to you?”

“I don’t understand why it does as well and how it connects to you, but I’m glad it’s you who believes me.”

I could feel Kenny’s arm pull me closer to him. “I’m tired of people forgetting about my deaths.” I could feel the sadness in his voice as he spoke. “It’s been such a long time since I’ve last died.” Kenny changed the topic. “When was the last time?” I asked

Kenny started to remember when it was, it’s been that long that he doesn’t even remember. After a few minutes his eyes lit up as he looked at me. “Before you’ve transferred here  out.” Kenny and I since we’ve met we’ve been hanging out everyday. It was easy to put two in two together. “Do you think it’s really, because that you’ve been sticking around me that you haven’t died?” I asked.

“I could be wrong and it might have been a coincident, but ever since you’ve started hanging out with me I’ve never felt any happier.” He said as he holds my hands. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”