#because everyone just called him ''kenny'' anyways

[wewerebornsextuplets]

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[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

I was listening to the podcast with Aisha and Oliver and they got to the cursed storyline that we all hate. And I just love how Aisha is pointing out how people were like since when did this show suddenly care about realism. I know she was saying other people said it but a part of me thinks that’s what she thought too lol

I admit I was a little confused by the wording here but if I'm reading it right you're talking about when Aisha discussed Bobby's death, and how the show didn't kill off characters, but Timmy here decided it "wasn't realistic" that the main characters never died. I agree with you - I could be wrong in how I interpreted what Aisha said but - in my opinion she was saying, "we're dragged online all the time for not being realistic, THIS is how you want to change that? We've had eight seasons enjoying not caring about realism and NOW you care? for THIS?"

Last season Bobby was "dead" for far, far too long. Medical experts and even just people with common sense and the ability to google were like hey, he shouldn't be able to recover mentally, if you're without oxygen for that long you're brain dead. Tim knew this. He didn't care. He literally said he didn't care. He wanted the drama.

So yeah, using the "we have to be realistic" argument is absolute bullshit and from my understanding of what Aisha was saying, yes, she absolutely agrees with us that it's bullshit for him to say that.

You want a show with realism you watch The Pitt. You want a show for campy fun you watch 9-1-1. It was a comfort show for many. We had a shark on the freeway! A tsunami in Los Angeles!

In killing off Bobby the show betrayed itself. And while Aisha is far, far too classy to say "yeah this was bullshit and I'm pissed as fuck" in an interview, I think you could tell that she agreed with the outrage. The cast has been very clear (well, Kenny and Athena and Peter and now Aisha and I think also Oliver? so I think we can infer everyone is on the same page here) that they disagreed with and were deeply upset by the decision, with varying levels of diplomacy in how they express their opinion. Which honestly... pisses me off more than the actual story.

To me, the story is paramount. The story trumps all else. I don't care if I fucking hate your guts beyond all reason, if I was an actor and you were my costar playing my romantic interest, I am going to give it all I've fucking got, because I'm not going to ruin the story. I believe in that very strongly. Whatever is going on in your real life or behind the scenes, you drop it the moment it comes to your art, no matter what medium that art takes. You owe it to your audience. You ask them to trust you to follow you on this journey, and so in return you need to be worthy of that trust.

However, at the end of the day, a story is fiction. If you're in an abusive work environment, don't put up with it. Quit. If you need time off, take time off. Real people always matter more. There is a big difference between "I'm a closeted queer person and being a messy bitch about it so I'm going to throw a bitch fit if they make my character queer because god forbid I separate church and state a little" or "my coworker is an entitled arrogant asshat and so I hate kissing him" and "my boss is sexually harassing me" or "the crew is being forced into dangerous working hours that will get them killed." Y'know? Drama versus wellbeing. Fix your damn self versus save yourself.

And so what makes me angriest is that real people got hurt in this. The audience is hurt because you took advantage of the trust you built with them. Those are real people who trusted you. Your cast is hurt, because you betrayed them. You hurt them. Real people. They didn't want you to do this. At least two of them have admitted they begged you not to. And you ignored them, because power was more important to you than taking care of the people who are your responsibility.

Stay classy, Aisha. I'd die for you. If your husband ever takes you for granted I am outside your home with roses. Also you're so valid for falling in love with Bear please hug him for me and tell him I love him muchly.

[manlikeazi]

Okay here me out so reader is friends with all of beta squad and Niko and chunks figures out she had a fat crush on Sharky and they start playing matchmaker for her

Matchmakers Extraordinaire - Sharky

When Niko and Chunkz discovers your crush on Sharky, they take it upon themselves to play matchmaker with chaotic, meddling schemes that somehow actually work.

Masterlist.

You've never been great at keeping secrets. At least not when Niko and Chunkz are involved. The two schmucks got this way of reading you like an open book and it doesn't help that they're nosy as hell.

It all starts at one of the usual Beta Squad hangouts, everyone sprawled out in the mansion's living room, arguing over which takeaway to order. You're half-paying attention, mostly watching Sharky from the corner of your eye as he bickers with Kenny over the merits of chicken wings versus pizza.

You don't even notice that your eyes have been lingering a little too long until Niko's stupidly loud laugh startles you. 

"Oi! You tryna undress him with your eyes, or what?" Niko called out with a smug grin, mostly joking at first to get a reaction.

You felt your face flames up instantly. 

"What the hell are you talking about?" You shot back, trying to play it off but it's too late because you saw Chunkz is grinning like the cat that got the cream.

"Ohhhh, I see what's going on" Chunkz as he hummed, nudging Niko with his elbow. 

"Someone's got a little crush on Sharky, huh?" Chunkz added with a smug grin.

"I do not!" You said, too defensively and already feeling the need to disappear into the couch. 

"Yeah, right. You've been eyeing him like he's the last glass of water in the desert. Just admit it" Niko said as he gave you a look so skeptical it almost hurts. 

"You know what this means, right?" Chunkz said while he leans in, voice dropping conspiratorially. 

"What?" You said as you squint at him suspiciously. 

"Matchmaking duties. Don't worry, we've got you" Chunkz said while he grins, all too pleased with himself. 

"Please don't do anything weird--" You said, already feeling your stomach flips. 

"It's already too late" Niko cuts in, and you swear you can see gears turning in his head. 

"By next week, Sharky's gonna be confessing his undying love for you" Niko teased.

"You guys are ridiculous" You said as you rolled your eyes, even as your heart races. 

"Ridiculously good at this. Trust me" Chunkz said as he gave you a wink. 

And from that moment on, your peaceful existence is absolutely ruined. Niko and Chunkz take it upon themselves to set up every possible scenario with multiple trials to get you and Sharky alone together.

Trial number one: The "Accidental" Partner Switch

The Beta Squad decided to film another dumb challenge, some sort of cooking competition that requires partners. It's random as always, but somehow you end up paired with Sharky.

"Wait, I swear I was with Kenny a second ago" Sharky says, glancing around.

"Yeah, but then Kenny said he's got some, uh, chicken-related trauma---can't be around raw meat or something. So you and Y/N, congrats!" Niko said as he smirked, waving his hand dismissively. 

"Chicken-related trauma?" You said with a confused blink. 

"Very tragic. Anyway, you two have fun. Remember, cooperation is key. And, you know, flirting while you cook is always a plus" Chunkz said, backing Niko's ridiculous waffle while he nods solemnly. 

"Why are you always chatting nonsense?" You said but Sharky just laughed. 

"Am I?" Chunkz said while he grins before turning to fiddle with the camera but his wink in your direction doesn't go unnoticed.

Trial number two: The Party Push

It's another one of the chaotic house parties. You're about to make a beeline for the snacks when Chunkz pulls you aside.

"Yo, Sharky's been looking for you" Chunkz said randomly, as if he was talking about the weather.

"Why?" You said as your eyes widen, already getting weird sensations in your stomach. 

"I dunno. Maybe he wants to ask you to dance? Better find him quick, innit?" He shrugs, but there's a glint in his eyes that promised chaos. 

Before you can respond, Chunkz is already steering you toward the living room where Sharky's chatting with some randoms.

"Bruv, you're slacking. Y/N's right here, waiting for you" Niko said as he nudges Sharky hard enough to make him stumble a little. 

"Uh, hey. You wanna... wanna dance or something?" Sharky said as his eyes widen for a moment before keeping composure and he scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. 

"Sure, why not?" You said, with a real genuine smile.

Despite the feeling of being able to murder Chunkz along with Niko, but that awkwardly hopeful look on Sharky's face makes you nod. 

Trial number three: The "Trapped in a Room" Trick

"Can you grab the snacks from the guest room? Thanks!" Niko calls out.

You've barely taken two steps into the room before you hear the door shut behind you.

Turning around, you find Sharky on the other side of the door, looking just as confused. 

"Uh... you looking for snacks too?" Sharky said while awkwardly standing there with not a single coherent thought in his mind.

"Niko told me to come in here for them" You said as you raised an eyebrow. 

"Same... and now the door's locked" Sharky said then letting out a sigh once the sound of the door locking echoes. 

Your phone buzzes, and you glance down at the text from Niko.

"You're both locked in until you sort out your weird tension. You're welcome"

"I'm going to kill him" You said with a groan. 

"He's such a prick. But since we're stuck... might as well keep me entertained, yeah?" Sharky said as he just chuckled, leaning against the wall. 

His smile is charming enough to make you forget your irritation for a moment.

Trial number four: The Coffee Shop Conspiracy

You're running late to meet the boys at a cafe. When you arrive, it's just Sharky sitting there with an empty seat across from him.

"Where's everyone else?" you asked, sliding into the seat.

"Oh, they said they were on their way. You want something to drink?" Sharky said.

You nod, and Sharky goes up to order for you and that's when your phone pings. A notification from Chunkz.

"Slight change of plans. It's just you and Sharky today. Call it a date. Have fun! ;)"

Your eyes narrow at the screen but before you can even think about texting them a scathing reply, Sharky's back with your drink and that ridiculously endearing smile.

"Hope I got it right," Sharky said, passing the drink to you.

He did. 

Because of course he remembers.

"Yeah, you did" you said softly, cheeks warm. 

Trial number five: The Successful Set Up

You're not sure how, but somehow you ended up on a little day out with Sharky. Just the two of you.

It started with Niko messaging you, insisting that you had to check out the new rooftop arcade he found because "It's got your name written all over it" And then, of course, Chunkz somehow got Sharky to tag along with a suspiciously similar message.

It's all so obvious you can barely roll your eyes anymore but you're here and it's fun. More than fun, really. The games are great, the view is incredible and Sharky's competitive streak is so entertaining that you almost forget how hard you're crushing on him. Almost.

At some point, the two of you find yourselves sharing a booth at a small diner nearby, drinks in hand, and laughing about how badly Sharky's aim sucks at the basketball arcade game.

"I swear, those hoops were rigged" Sharky insists with a grin.

"Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that" You teased. 

"I've seen you trip over your own feet, so I don't think hand-eye coordination's your strong suit either" You added.

Sharky narrows his eyes at you, but it's playful, his smile never really fading. 

"Okay, that's fair. Maybe I'm just more of a thinker than a doer" Sharky said.

"Oh, sure. You just think really hard about missing shots" You said.

"You know, this was... nice. Just us" Sharky said with a laugh, leaning back in the booth, and for a second, his gaze lingers on you. 

The admission feels like a confession and you can't help but swallow nervously. 

"Yeah. It was" You said, feeling the tension rising between you two

His fingers drum against the table before he speaks again, eyes dropping to his drink like he's shy all of a sudden. 

"Would you... want to do this again? Like, just us?" Sharky said, looking at you with the same hopeful expression in his eyes that you can't seem to say no to.

Is he...?

No, he's definitely asking you out. 

"I'd like that" You said, barely keeping your voice steady. 

And his smile could probably light up the whole damn city.

The next time you're all hanging out, you try to keep things casual. Not that it matters because the second you step into the room with Sharky, you know Niko and Chunkz can smell the change.

You barely sit down before Niko's making obnoxious smooching noises and nudging Chunkz with his elbow. 

"Look at them! They're practically glowing. I told you our genius plan would work!" Niko said, vibrating with energy.

"Of course it worked. Who do you think you're talking to? Matchmaking extraordinaire, fam" Chunkz said as he leaned back with the most self-satisfied grin on his face.

"More like 'meddling pricks'" Sharky grumbles, but there's no heat to his words. In fact, he's smiling, too, even when he's pretending to be annoyed.

"You two are the most obvious schemers I've ever seen" You said as you shoved Niko's shoulder, groaning. 

"Obvious but effective" Chunkz counters smoothly. 

"And judging by the fact you two walked in looking all cozy, I'd say you should be thanking us" Chunkz added.

You exchange a glance with Sharky, and his eyes are twinkling with amusement. 

"You know what? Fine. You two get credit" You said.

"YES! That's all I needed. Now, invite me to the wedding, yeah?" Niko said teasingly with a laugh. 

"Okay, slow down, you're still on thin ice" You said with a laugh.

"You say that but you're the one who actually let our schemes work. You're welcome, by the way" Chunkz said as he shrugs. 

Maybe they are obnoxious and nosy and absolutely terrible at subtlety but they're also your friends and maybe, just maybe, they were right this time.

- end -

Hey my lovelies!! Miss me? HAAA

I'm sorry for ghosting you lot, I've been hella busy for monthss 

I hope y'all have an amazing day, absolute love and guidance.

As I said everytime, send in some request and ideas!!

[sirenseraph]

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Masterlist

Big Astronomy person.

His room is decorated with glow in the dark stars on the ceilings, space themed bed sheets, figurines and photos he printed off of Pinterest on his wall and his guinea pig cage in the corner with a decorative miniature version of an astronaut inside it.

After his first guinea pig died you bought him another one and he named it Stripe again with both of your last names.

Tricia is your best friend.

Sometimes you go over to Craig’s house just for her.

Loves playing dress up with you, doing each others hair, watching Barbie movies and prank calling people from your high school.

He isnt a big fan of PDA

Very touchy in private but not in public.

Not big on pet names also and will either call you “honey” or “babe”

Anything else he would rather dig his own grave.

Loves binge watching movies with you. It’s his favorite things combined; silence, the show he could watch over and over again and the girl he loves.

Has bracers and when he goes to get them tightened he’s bitching to you over text about how much it hurts and you have to go over to his house with a bucket of his favorite ice cream.

The most basic bitch ever and picks blue bands every time but smiles brightly to show it off to you as if anything has changed.

Very tall and skinny but pretty strong.

He has muscles but covers it up with that big ass hoodie that he washes once a month, only because when you cuddle him you complain that the scent of cigarettes clinging to it is getting unbearable.

He’s also very tall. Another 6’1 baddie.

He would either play football, hockey or would unironically be in theater working in the background on props just because the school told him he needed an extracurricular activity.

Would never admit it but he likes those stupid matching couples clothes. Like the hello kitty pjs, or shirts saying ‘i come in peace’ ‘i’m peace’.

Dresses up Stripe in tiny outfits that he forced you to make and now is also forcing you to fill up your phone storage with hundreds of pictures in each outfit.

Acts all nonchalant and shit in school, but when he’s home he’s latching onto you, his entire body covering yours as you lay in his bed together.

Doesn’t let you get up for anything. Not that you can anyways, he’s putting all he body weight on you making sure you stay there.

Dates with him would consist of walks on the beach, sitting in the park and having long conversations about anything and laying in his room watching the sun slowly fade and the stars on his wall start to glow their green hue.

Loves writing letters to you.

He doesn’t talk much and puts all his feelings into letters. At the end he puts ‘burn this after reading’

You never do though. You keep everything he’s given you, whether it be crafts he made himself, little doodle art he drew while bored in class of the both of you and Stripe, love letters, flowers, etc.

Doesn’t get jealous easily

He laughs whenever he seems someone flirting with you because his ego is very high and he thinks he’s better than the person who thinks they have a chance with you.

Loves to draw on his hands and yours and think ink poisoning was made up by an idiot who doesn’t have a creative bone in their body.

Everyone thinks his gang and Stan’s gang are against each other but they’re all really cool and they invite him and his friends over to smoke and play basketball .

Kenny and Craig are the ones to get the most high and then they come over to your place to crash and eat all your food .

Forced you to pierce his ears for him and makes you both match once it’s healed.

Does not comb his hair at all.

When he finally takes off that hat that he practically cannot live without; he has the shiniest, thickest most beautiful healthy pin straight black hair.

Lives for the feeling of you running your hand through his hair.It soothes him and he doesn’t even ask for it directly, just puts his head on your lap expecting you to comply and you do, every single time.

low-key don’t know how to write for Craig but i used some elements from a fanfic i’m writing which i will soft launch soon.

[deadhands69]

Karaoke: Jujutsu Kaisen

what happens when you go out to a karaoke bar frequented by Jujutsu Sorcerers and Curses?

Once more, I have no clue where in canon this is or what would need to happen for all of them to be in the same room and not kill each other. Anyways, you show up to a karaoke bar with your favs and here's what happens!

Satoru Gojo ♫ do you believe in love after love? ♫

Gojo is alllll over the stage and by that I mean running to every corner of the bar. If he does have a good singing voice, you'd never know it from tonight. He's singing ridiculously on purpose and using the weirdest voices he can come up with. None of the lyrics are right.

All this to get everyone else excited and out of their shells. They all laugh at him, but it works.

Songs: Danger Zone by Kenny Loggins, Believe by Cher, and Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley

Yuji Itadori ♫ don't go there 'cause you'll never return, I know you think of me when you think of her ♫

Yuji is the biggest cheerleader in the room! While he’s not the first to jump on stage and sing, he’s not shy about it. He’s also happy to join you onstage for a duet if you’re nervous.

Songs: R U Mine? by Arctic Monkeys, The Adults are Talking by The Strokes, and Dog Days by Florence + The Machine (also Welcome Home by King Diamond, not because I think he would but because I'd love to see that)

Nobara Kugisaki ♫ if you wanna run away with me, I know a galaxy and I can take you for a ride ♫

Nobara is so excited to be here, after all going to karaoke was her idea! She has four songs in already and is passing out papers, making sure you all put yours in as well.

She makes her way to the stage with a ton of energy! Nobara isn't quite dancing on the bar like Gojo, but she still puts on a show and has fun with it. Like Yuji, she'd also be happy to do a duet with you if you're nervous.

Songs: Levitating by Dua Lipa and Barracuda by Heart

Megumi Fushiguro ♫ please please please let me get what I want, lord knows it would be the first time ♫

Megumi doesn't really want to sing, but given the group, he gets pressured into it pretty quickly.

He nonchalantly walks up to the small stage and without much dancing, proceeds to sing the saddest songs he could find in the book without even realizing it. The energy of the crowd TANKS and there he is not fully noticing. Great voice though!

Songs: Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths, Hurt by Nine Inch Nails, and Mad World (the Gary Jules version)

Maki Zenin ♫ don't you ever say I just walked away, I will always want you ♫

Maki says she doesn't want to go out but secretly does. Sings a much cuter sweeter song that anyone expected then goes back to the table without saying a word about it. Don't worry, she's still having a lot of fun!

Song: Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus

Toge Inumaki ♫ salmon salmon saAAaaallmmmon ♫

Toge changes the lyrics to rice ball ingredients because of course he does. He has a surprisingly good voice but you're not sure if that's just the cursed energy hitting you and making you think that. 

Songs: Like a Prayer by Madonna and Africa by Toto

Aoi Todo ♫ I want you to want me, I need you to need me, I'd love you to love me ♫

Todo is also SO happy to be there. He's so excited to hype everyone up. Does a lot of duets with Yuji and dedicates anything close to a love song to Nobuko Takada.

Songs: Want You to Want Me by Cheap Trick, Jessie's Girl by Rick Springfield, and Girls Girls Girls by Motley Crue

Mahito ♫ yeeeAAAAaaaAaaaEeeeaaah it's a party in the U S Aaayy ♫

Mahito doesn't know any of the songs listed but he goes with it. It's silly. He puts in way too many songs and wanders off without showing up for all of them when his name is called.

Songs: What wouldn't Mahito sing? He mostly picks girly pop songs though.

Choso ♫ show me how you do it and I promise you I promise that I'll run away with you ♫

Choso is shy about it but opens up enough to sing a song as the night goes on. I think he'd have a great voice but he would probably still sound pretty timid on stage. Maybe if you encourage him, he might sing another one!

Song: Just Like Heaven by The Cure

Toji Fushiguro ♫ not about to see your light but if you wanna find hell with me I can show you what it's like ♫

Worm duet?? Or does the worm get the cowbell?

Songs: Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult and Mother by Danzig

Sukuna came out briefly before realizing: no, he does not have any interest in this modern singing thing you’re all doing. He misses the Heian era when people did normal things like hunting their enemies for sport. The fact that none of you have been publicly executed for the crimes that are your voices is appalling to him.

He abruptly disappears as fast as he showed up, leaving Yuji massively confused while standing on stage looking like he forgot the lyrics for a few lines before trying to find his place again.

Yuta Okkotsu ♫ takkkkeee me home, I'll be gone iaddyyyaawoo hehehehe ♫

Yuta laughs more than he sings and keeps losing track of where he's at in the song. It doesn't help that Toge keeps jumping in to encourage him (the two of them definitely picked their songs together!)

Later in the evening, he gets really drunk and takes Rika out for a duet, sorry everyone - time to call it a night. 

The karaoke bar is closed.

Songs: Take On Me by a-ha and Surrender by Cheap Trick

jjk masterlist

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[that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald]

can you do south park sleepy hcs ? like how they sleep at night or if they take naps lol (core four and maybe craig's gang as well?)

thank you : )

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×A/N×

Omg I absolutely love this idea!! 💕

And I had a great with writing this as well-

-w-

So thanks Anon! ✨💕

×❢ About my work ❢×

basically just cuddles, sleeps and naps with them :3, awful joke, fluff fluff FLUFF, they all aged up, the reader is in a relationship with them, some Creek, they are adorable, kisses, cuddles, short, cute petnames, probably some spelling mistakes as well •v•", any gender can read this i think, oh wait- Tolkien calls the reader princess once- but that's all I promise

Fandom: South Park

Character(s): Eric Cartman, Kenny McCormick, Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Clyde Donovan, Craig Tucker, Tweek Tweak, Tolkien Black, Jimmy Valmer and Sparky :3

Ship(s): some Creek + the characters/reader

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𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 :𝟑

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: Coffee Breath by Sofia Mills

“You've got those big blue eyes

Drive me crazy

Make me fantasize 'bout you baby

And you smell so sweet

Like fresh-picked daisies

Call me Dahmer 'cuz your hearts so tasty”

★ Eric Cartman ★

• first you would think that he is lazy again

• but no

• he is now really sleepy

• he is a jerk with everyone as always

• but sometimes he simply doesn't respond back to guilty comments

• he is quiet for the whole day

• and he likes to be left alone

• "Eric?" you spoke softly. "Are you okay?"

"Leave me alone, Y/N."

• he isn't that active

• you thougt he was sick

• but there was nothing what could tell he would be sick• so you calmed down a little bit

• "Y/N..." he lies down next to you. "I'm so tired..."You smile at him softly as you start to cuddle with him.

• when you guys nappin

• he likes to watch the TV while he rest his head in your laps and you playing with his hair

★ Stan Marsh ★

• when you two are nappig

• you usally resting on his chest

• you hear every beat of his heart

• it's so relaxing

• he moves closer to you

• and gives little kiss on your hair

• the whole room is quiet

• you can just hear the music from his phone, his heartbeat and Sparky's snuffle

• sometimes you reach down to pat Sparky

• Stan usally locks his door• first, because of his sister

• second, because of his parents

• yes, Mrs. Marsh is very sweet with you

• but no one will disturb yours and Stan's nap! >:3

★ Kenny McCormick ★

• you guys usally napping outside

• because he says the grass is cozier than his bed •—•

• and anyway

• you guys do a bit different things in his bed ;)

• the position:

• he rests on your chest, the legs spread while he is between them (don't worry, there will just fluffy things- :3)

• or when it's hot outside (but definitely not hotter than him!)

• he takes down his jacket (what is rare)

• and you guys rest on it, next to each other while you holding hands

• sometimes he leans closer and gives kisses on your neck while you are giggling

• what he loves, because your voice is like music to him

• "Babe?" you ask while you are giggling. "What are you doing?" "Me? Oh, nothing." he asnwers with a sly smile on his face as he gives more kisses.

• you two just simply resting a bit

• or quietly talking about some random things

★ Kyle Broflovski ★

• he will be definetly awake

• while you are resting next to him

• like he would protecting you from something

• he is just like Stan

• locks his door

• nobody will disturb you two while UnU

• he is the most emotional of his friends

• he gently holds your hips with his hands

• while he listens your heartbeat

• and sees how beautiful you are while your eyes are closed

• you look like an angel to him

• he gets sleepy as well

• he snuggles closer to you

• closes his eyes

• and slowly falls asleep with you

★ Craig Tucker ★

[Creek version]

• Tweek has ADHD

• so he falls asleep more difficultly

• as napping or just taking a little break• they're cuddling

• Craig's head resting in Tweek's laps or on his shoulder

• while Tweek gets more flustrated everytime

• when Tweek gets a little bit sleepy

• Craig makes for him coffee

• CUDDLES CUDDLES CUDDLES!

• they are really close to each other

• sharing one warm blanket

• while Craig's sometimes gives some kisses on Tweek's cheek or forehead

• Tweek can't sleep that easily, so everytime when he wokes up

• Craig looks at him

• and the first question is:

• "Dear? Are you okay?" he asks softly. Tweek nods as he lies down again while he snuggles closer to Craig.

• he is so attentive about his boyfriend 💕💕

[Non Creek version]

• as napping

• while you sitting on the couch

• he just lies down and rests his head on your laps while he is surfing the net on his phone

• you smile, knowing what you should do

• you gently start to play with his hair

• but when YOU get sleepy

• I can imagine that he carries you to the bedroom

• he makes your bed for you

• he covers you with the blanket

• and before he leaves he gives you a kiss on your forehead

★ Clyde Donovan ★

• he will definitely ask

• "Y/N?" he looks at you with a confused look. "Are you tired?"

• you look like you are almost dead

• and he is asking that are you tired-

• btw he is so sweet with you tho

• he will make you some coffee, chocolate, tea or anything you want

• grab a warm blanket

• sits down next to you and covers you and himself with it

• you snuggles closer to him

• and you guys watching some netflix until you fall asleep

★ Jimmy Valmer ★

• he knows that you are already tired

• but he will definitely mess with you with his jokes

• especially the awful ones

• "What do you call a fish with no eyes?" he asks as he smiles at you evily. Your suffering definitely makes him feel better.

"I don't know." you said these 3 words again for about the fifth time.

"A fsh."

You slams your head into the table.

• you sigh tiredly as you puts your head down on the table

• he finally leaves you alone with his jokes• he can't carry you

• but he will definitely helps you with that he makes your bed

• after you lied down

• he will give you a kiss on your nose

• or on your forehead

★ Tolkien Black ★

• he is the most gentliest

• "Aww, baby... You did a lot of work today, and I'm proud of you, but try to rest now, alright, princess?"

• he will care you into the bedroom

• before you asleep

• you two will definitely cuddle

• he will give you kisses while you are resting next to him

• he won't leave you while you fell asleep

• he will be there with you all the time

[deafeninggalaxycandy]

✨️TAMMY WARNER HEADCANONS✨️

trigger warning: mentions of drug abuse and underage sex

• Tabitha Rose Warner

• She/Her

• Born on May 30th, 2002

• 5'5"

• Pansexual

• Was fuck buddies with Kenny for about a year. Kenny finally left her alone after Kelly came back. They're still friends though, Tammy's even friends with Kelly. It was really awkward though for a while.

• She's tried to make friends with Karen but Kenny was very stringent on keeping her away from Tammy.

• Started an OnlyFans at 19. She didn't make a lot of money but she got enough to get a tramp stamp which was really all she wanted.

• Big fan of Disney and watches Hannah Montana religiously.

• Like everyone else Tammy forgot Kenny died from her giving him syphilis but he later warned her to go get it cured since she'd only recently contracted it.

• Friends with Bebe because they're both huge fans of Bratz.

• Tammy's parents are both alcoholics who usually leave her alone in the house and have no idea what she's doing, nor do they ever bother to check on her. Her dad is a weed dealer, and her mother is a stripper. She grew up an only child and didn't really have any friends until she came to South Park.

• She's actually a very loyal and sweet person but she's easily trusting and has gotten heartbroken a lot. However, she does a lot of drugs so her memory is bad she's forgotten about a lot of her exes.

• She started doing pills (mostly Percocet's and muscle relaxers) after she lost her virginity to Andrew Sutherland in 9th grade. She just wanted to try them but later got addicted. After that, she started going on Snapchat to find guys to fuck for drugs. However, she felt incredibly guilty and ashamed for having sex so young and casually. The more guys she slept with, the more drugs she needed to not feel disgusting which started a destructive cycle.

• Kenny urged her to get sober but she didn't listen until he overdosed (he didn’t die he just had a seizure that’s why she remembers). Once she saw that, it scared her enough to go to rehab.

• Drinks beer and hard liquor a lot but doesn't like fruity drinks and cocktails.

• Doesn't get along too well with most girls because they see her as competition. She doesn’t get along with boys either though, because they either all want to sleep with her or hate her because she's sexually active.

• Listens to KISS, Guns N Roses, Ozyy Osburne and Alice in Chains

• Worked at Raisins and later moved onto Hooters and a few other sports bars. (yes they both exist in South Park)

• Loves nachos and cheese in general

• Tammy's heart necklace was given to her by her mom as a keepsake. It's not real gold its painted yellow but it has sentimental value (her mom stole it from a beloved ex-boyfriend.)

• Does want to get married one day but she doesn't have much faith in men anymore.

• Genuinely believes being a lesbian would be better (Red fights her about it constantly).

• Originally from New York City

• Plays Call of Duty with Kenny and Red

• Reads Diary of a Wimpy Kid (fangirls over Rodrick in the movies)

• Carries around a pistol for protection.

• Really good at doing hair, she did her highlights herself.

• Eats a lot of junk food and has really greasy skin with lots of acne.

• She backed off after Kenny got a girlfriend, but she still misses him a little. He was the first guy to be kind to her. Even while they were just fuck buddies, he treated her a bit like a girlfriend. He held her hand, protected her occasionally, they hung out a lot. It was really more of a relationship.

Look I tried my best- if they suck forgive me I'm sick rn. oh and there's ONE EPISODE WITH TAMMY IN IT.

ONE EPISODE. THEY GAVE SOME OF THE BEST CHARACTERS. ONE. FUCKING. EPISODE. WHYYYYY-

anyways that's it for the girlies :) Craig and his bros are up next!

[silver--scar]

Okay phone clean now hear me out on this because I wanted to talk about my own personal idea on a hypothetical Damien return to South Park

Of course, as we all know, Satan is dead and in heaven, and presumably, no one is in Hell to rule or take over. So of course one might think, why not Damien? He's the antichrist and Satan's son, after all. But what if it wasn't so simple?

Now, this can be done all in an arc, where different episodes portray different issues, or maybe this can all be done in one episode, where it's one thing after the other.

What if, Damien returns upon his father's passing, at the spot where ManBearPig struck him down? Hell has no ruler, and because of this, there's chaos and someone has to reel it all in. And because the main gang summoned Satan to fight off ManBearPig, Damien feels they are at fault for his death and force them to help, whether they like it or not.

They return to Hell (insert joke that Kenny is familiar with Hell while the others are confused on how he knows), and it can be either A) it's like a ghost town. Not literally. There's like, no souls or demons or even local fauna. It's abandoned. Maybe because since Satan died, there's been fights on who takes over, or people took advantage of the fact and ran, but regardless, everyone is gone, either dead or escaped. Or B) everyone is scared and doesn't know what to do, like cowering sheep without a shepherd. Either or, Damien and the gang discusses with Satan's friends/workers on what happened and how they can fix this, and decide on trying to get Hell up and running again with tortured souls and what not, or going back out in the world to retrieve the psycho demons and souls that are wreaking havoc on the surface.

Insert better, in depth plot, and they got a working Hell. Great. The next thing on the list is to find a replacement for Satan so things stay in order. They hold interviews or challenges and whatnot to find the best leader, but Damien is too picky, turning down everyone left and right despite what the gang thinks because they don't hold a candle to what Satan used to be in his eyes. No, that's not how you flay their skin! No, that's not where the soldiers would go! Christ, here, let me show you! Damn it, just give it here! The boys get fed up with this and notices that throughout the entire endeavor, Damien had been tiptoeing around the whole "prince of hell" issue, and calls him out on the fact that he is avoiding the role he was meant for.

They fight, the gang tries to convince him of what he has to do, their speeches don't work or get through to him, and Damien casts the boys out of Hell to further avoid the issue. But he's left with the fact that he's stuck and doesn't know where to go, because he doesn't believe he's fit to take over the throne, that he can't live up to his father's name and legacy. He's too young, he's too inexperienced, and many more reasons/excuses.

Now at this point, a character comes to Damien, and this can be anyone at this point. A close friend to Satan like a trustworthy demon or soldier of war or whatever. Maybe God (sorta like when Satan asked God for relationship advice but kinda reversed) because like, he's God, he knows everything. Maybe Satan himself! But maybe he can't exactly fully return because he's an angel and is dead, y'know what I mean? And if you wanna get fanfiction-y with it and somehow make it work, fuck it, maybe Pip, but that's honestly my last option for this scenario. But anyways, Character and Damien talk heart to heart, and Character tells Damien everything he does and doesn't want to hear, and eventually, Damien finally decides to step up and become the new prince of Hell. They hold a ceremony, theoretical plot ends, and Damien is then abandoned to be a background character once more.

I'm no good at this writing a good plot stuff so you guys can totally add on to this or tear it to shreds. This is just my two pennies that I wanted to share lol

[alottodix]

if South Park was British (lmao) what would the main fours’ favourite insults be. I can so vividly imagine Kyle calling someone a pillock or a knobhead its so funny. I think Cartman

OHHHHH ANON HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU

Okay, so. First, Stan Marsh. He’d definitely be more fond of the blunt ones, the ones that are so simple they’re reflexive for most of the nation – tosser, prick, twat, all of those fun ones. HOWEVER, I also see him having an awesome time with “bloody hell” to portray how fucking fed up he is, like when he does the pinch bridge of nose + look down + very defeated “Jesus Christ” combo in the show. I ALSO IMAGINE HIM BEING SUPER FOND OF HOW BLUNT STUFF LIKE “sod off” IS TO TELL PEOPLE TO LIVE HIM ALONE OR EVEN JUST TO REACT TO DUMB SHIT LIKE THE LITTLE CYNIC HE IS

Now, onto Kyle. Every single time I see the Jersey episode, I mentally have to compare the reality TV show element to shit like Geordie Shore, so if it was a show based in the UK I can only imagine him being Geordie – proper Ant and Dec style. Americans, if you haven’t already, go listen to the accent and tell me it doesn’t have Kyle vibes – it just does. SO, WITH THIS IN MIND, I can totally imagine him whipping out gobshite as an insult, or what a load of bollocks in response to Cartman being an asshole, fun clipped shit like that. There was also a moment of time where I sat down and started plotting a Hogwarts AU, in which I realised I’d have to make these guys vaguely British, and I had such a strong mental image of Kyle jokingly calling Stan a daft git so I feel like he’d love the ones like that – and I agree with anon I think he’d have a lot of fun with knobhead

I feel Kenny would enjoy basically all of them, but for the sake of this dude being muffled as fuck I think he’d get a real kick out of the backwards peace sign – like whenever possible. Also “get stuffed”, for vibes. LISTEN I FEEL I SHOULD BE MORE SCIENTIFIC IN MY METHODS BUT LEAVE ME ALONE LMAO WE GO OFF VIBES HERE

Now, when I think of a British Cartman, I can only imagine a younger Del Boy from ‘Only Fools & Horses’. This is both a blessing and a curse. It’s the shared entrepreneurial spirit and lack of dignity I think. Also the fur coats. And con-artist swagger. And also how well Del Boy takes the piss out of Rodney – if you were to replace Rodney with Butters or Kenny in their search for wealth; this is such a niche reference but somebody reading this is gonna be so fucking happy with it. Because of this, I can only imagine him with the strongest cockney accent known to man, and so, a list of ones I feel he would use:

“Berk”

“Muppet”

“You jammy prick”

“Bleedin’ hell”

“You daft cow”

“Shut your cakehole”

“He’s a right tosser”

“You bleeding mug”

“Wazzock”

Also unrelated but with this guy being the gayest homophobe around, he’d totally be one of those guys to call everyone “babes” (the mental image is making me cackle, he fucking would don’t lie)

ANYWAY LMAO FEEL FREE TO DISCUSS, THANK YOU ANON – THIS WAS INCREDIBLY FUN TO DO, I APOLOGISE FHDKFN

[vctrvn-ls]

I love you too? |Kenny|

summary: you and Kenny get into a heated argument after which you try and take the first step to make peace

warnings: angst, language

wordcount: 1.35k

"What the fuck is this?!" You heard Kenny call out from the living room.

"What!?" You shouted back, not thinking much of it, continuing to cut the watermelon for the fruit salad you were making. A series of footsteps quickly revealed Kenny who was glued to his phone with furrowed eyebrows.

"What?" You take a piece of watermelon and put it in your mouth "What is it?" You chew.

Kenny walks up to you shoving his phone up close to your face. You squint trying to see the image in front of you. It was you from yesterdays shoot, kissing Filly on the cheek as he smiled into the camera. Your eyes widened as you looked up at Kenny "And?"

"You- Look- Ah fuck," he goes back to his phone for a second before showing it again "Look at the caption."

You saw it was Twitter. Already not a good sign. And as you predicted, your mouth fell open as you finished reading the sentence:

"Damn. That's what happens when Kenny's not on the one shoot."

You look back up at Kenny and raise an eyebrow "What the hell are you doing listening to dumbass Twitter-people?" You go back to cutting the fruits, seeing as this wasn't a thing to worry about.

"This isn't the only one. That's firstly. Secondly there's rumors now that we're broken up and thirdly what the hell are you doing going around kissing other guys when you have a boyfriend?"

You were in so much shock that you had to put down your knife and lean on the counter, processing what the fuck had just been said to you.

"Fuck. You." You simply state. "That's to begin with. Also what the fuck Kenny!? It wasn't guys it was one and it's fucking Filly, now please for Christ sake tell me you're pranking me right now because you are not going to stand here and pretend like you're bothered by this." You look at him, trying to read him and his emotions, although it was quite clear that he was in fact mad.

"Yeah well they don't know that it's just Filly. And just because it's Filly, gives you no right to get all up in his face."

"Kenny you need to take a break." You chuckle dryly turning back to the cutting board.

"No the hell I don't," he pushes your shoulder, turning you around to face him.

"It's a few comments Kenny, for fucks sake just leave it alone!"

"Oh yeah? You know what else started as 'a few comments'? Hm? Our secret relationship."

You roll your eyes "We were going to reveal it anyways right?"

"I don't care."

"Ok? What am I supposed to do?"

"Definitely don't do THAT!" He held up his phone with the photo.

You cover your face with the palms of your hands and groan, still stunned that this was actually happening "Kenny its fucking Filly! You look so dumb right now I wish you knew!"

"I KNOW I LOOK DUMB! I LOOK DUMBER NOW!" He lashed out, voice booming through the whole house "It's all anyone fucking talks about. Oh Kenny's stupid. No one likes Kenny. Why is Kenny even here? Let's make an article about how everyone in the Squad hates Kenny." He mocked the comments from the internet. "Now fucking this? I just- I'm gonna- Ah fuck." He turns around and just leaves. This guy leaves! You hear him stomp up the stairs and slam your bedroom door, leaving you speechless.

You blink a few times still digesting the very emotional information that was thrown at you and decide to take a seat in the living room. You wanted to be mad, you really did, but there was just this one thing that really caught your attention. It was how focused he was on the internet's opinion, which with the jobs both of you had was a little alarming.

After a little more thinking you came to a conclusion that insecurity was what drove this whole thing in the first place. Understandable, you didn't blame him, but it was sad because how can such a special and amazing person be insecure?

It sounded absurd!

Especially with his talent, friends and status.

You felt bad for Kenny, and you could totally relate to his lack of confidence because everyone feels unsteady from time to time and with enough love and words it could easily be beaten.

As much as you wanted to go up to him and provide the comfort he so definitely needed, you couldn't stop feeling hurt by some of his words. You sigh throwing your head back against the couch.

"Fuck." You whisper, feeling the two halves of you battling inside.

You hated fighting.

It was so stressful and unnecessary, and that's exactly why you decided that you needed to go talk to Kenny. You finished cutting all the fruits, laid some out on a bowl, got a spoon and headed upstairs to Kenny.

As you got closer to the bedroom door you felt your stomach twisting into a knot. What if he tells you to fuck off? What if he doesn't want to see you at all after this? What if you break up and then you'd have toshowuponshootsanditwoukdbesoawkward!

Your mind was overthinking the future and leaving you standing right outside the door with a bowl of fruit in your hands feeling like the last idiot on the planet. It really took all of your courage to bring your knuckles up to the door and knock. Even though there was no response, you slowly opened the door and peeped in, seeing Kenny on the bed. You sighed noticing his frowned eyebrows as he scrolled through his phone.

"Kenny," you slowly sat down on the other side of the bed, not taking your eyes off of him. He didn't even look at you.

You fought your intrusive thoughts that were saying to just throw the bowl of fruit at his face and call him a dickhead.

"Look I'm sorry, I didn't think that things would spiral into something like that."

"Of course you didn't." He mumbled.

"Oh fuck you!" You exclaimed "Maybe you wouldn't be so fucking bothered if you grew a pair!"

His expression turned from angry to shocked real quick.

"What were you born fucking yesterday? It's the internet! I've seen shit way more fucked up than tweets from tenyearolds and I'm sure you have too, so stop acting like no one loves you because everyone does. Especially me and for you to even question my loyalty is so hurtful not only to me but also to you."

Kenny was at a loss for words. On one side you just insulted him, but on the other you just said you loved him and there's wasn't anything he could say. He stared at you with wide eyes as you tried to catch your breathe from all the talking.

"Uuuhhh...." He turned off his phone and put it in his pocket, turning to you and crossing his legs "I love you too?"

There was a small pause before the two of you broke out into a series of giggles, suddenly everything was ridiculously absurd and pointless. Without words both of you agreed that this fight wasn't worth the energy.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to like- I was-" Kenny groaned in annoyance as he struggled to explain "I just felt like-"

"Insecure?" You guessed.

"Yeah...That." He scratched the back of his head feeling a little uneasy at such a strong word.

"I get it." You sigh "Peace?" You hold up the bowl of fruit with a grin.

Kenny chuckles and nods "Peace." He takes the bowl.

"And it's fair of you to get jealous of me kissing Filly."

"Jealous?" Kenny chewed with a raised eyebrow "I wasn't jealous."

"Uhuh, yeah." You smirk at him.

"Wha- Nah. I was mad," he tries to hide his smile. You roll your eyes and scooch over next to him, bringing his head down and placing your lips onto his.

"Mmm, pineapple." You noded jokingly, pretending to chew.

"Stop," he giggles nudging you.

[allnaturalapplejuice]

New South Park season will most likely be dropping during election season and this is what I think is gonna happen except I know that none of this actually will happen so really this is what I would do if I was in charge of writing the season.

Obviously this season is gonna have a major focus on the election and will likely be serialized; however, seeing how poorly that went for South Park the last time they were airing regular episodes during an election year in 2016 they have to completely shift gears in order to make this work.

Obviously there's gonna be a plotline following

Mr Garrison and some of the other adults but guess what:

1. That's exactly what they did in 2016 that caused them to have one of their worst rated seasons.

2. I personally don't care about the adults so they are not included in this pitch

So what I think should happen is that the election is paralleled and told via a student body election. Sure, let Mr Garrison and the adults have their real election, but keep it super light and unserious. Something like "About Last Night." (12.12), which is the best election episode and in my opinion, one of their best episodes which it manages to be without focusing on the kids too much or even Randy or any of the main adults.

Anyways, the overarching plot follows Cartman and Wendy's battle for student body president with Cartman of course parodying Trump and Wendy parodying Kamala because everytime I see stuff about Trump talking about Kamala specifically him claiming that she's too afraid to debate him-it reminds me of “The Breast Cancer Show Ever" (12.09) and Cartman and Wendy's fight in that.

Butters would 100% be RFK Jr. and lowkey have his own thing going on where he slowly goes nuts.

Kyle is, as he always is, very vocally anti-Cartman and he is the one to start calling out Cartman as being "weird" which makes

Carman soooo upset and paralleling the real world, Wendy sees this and picks Kyle to be her running mate.

Ok so we've got:

• Cartman as Donald Trump

• Wendy as Kamala Harris

• Butters as RFK Jr.

• Kyle as Tim Walz

Now you’re gonna have to hear me out on this one…

Stan as JD Vance

HEAR ME OUT. Stan gets jealous because he thought Wendy might pick him to be her running mate and feels like his best friend is stealing his gf and his gf is stealing his best friend and there is underlying subtext there but it’s never actually acknowledged. Anyways, in a “Follow That Egg” (09.10)-esque plotline, we see what we should have seen in Snow Day and Stan betrays Kyle and Wendy to side with Cartman. But also because he acted rash and only did it out of revenge, he’s totally in over his head and is an idiot onstage saying nonsense and Cartman slowly regrets his decision, in tandem with the real JD Vance. This way, all of the main 6 characters play important student body election roles except Kenny but when have the writers literally ever given a shit about Kenny?

Kenny shows up a few times as a background character or maybe somehow gets involved with the real US election or is just fully dead for another season.

So who wins?

Because it’s South Park and they can do this, whoever actually wins the election is who wins the student body election, so if it’s the republicans Stan and Cartman win and if it’s the Democrats, Kyle and Wendy wins.

But in the end the true adult election plotline and the student body president election are intertwined and Mr Garrison does some sort of “I learned something today”-esque speech about his boyfriend, and no matter what, Stan goes and apologizes to Kyle and Wendy and regardless of who wins, everyone declares that Cartman is weird.

[deleahtarte]

Because He’s Kenny [ Prologue ]

Pairing: Kenny / Butters - Marjorine

Content: Alt Universe - College, Aged up characters, Implied sexual content, friends to lovers

Summary: When your boyfriend can’t get it right, you can trust your childhood best friend to.

Note: To everyone who follows me on tumblr, thank you!! Please consider this as my service to you. This is a PROLOGUE, therefore not the finished fic! It’s supposed to be porn with plot and what we talked about when I did that poll with Marjorine. I’ll post the finished fic on ao3 officially, but everyone here deserves the first look. You guys mean the world to me and I hope I show that enough

Photo Creds: Alai Ganuza

“Are you feeling it?”

“Um…I’m feeling something.” As in a dull, consistent ache.

Creed sighed in frustration, making Marj’s mood drop, too. He tries moving his finger in a figure eight motion, just like what they read about, but that actually made it worse instead of better. “How about now?”

“No…”

With a loud groan that makes Marj jump, Creed reappears from between her legs with furrowed eyebrows. His whole face is practically scrunched up into an expression that could only be described as fed up. “Marj, darling, I think this is useless.”

She closes her legs, pushes herself up by her elbows. “R-Really?”

“Yes,” Creed rolled his eyes. It’s something he does very often at the slightest inconvenience. “why do you want to do this anyways? It’s not like I’m getting pleasure from it. This is just for you. And weren’t you the one telling me that sex should be good for both parties?”

Yes, she did tell him that—but only after Kenny told her that Creed shouldn’t be using her like a sex doll while giving her nothing in return. And she agreed. She got tired of opening her legs for him whenever he wanted and having to go to the bathroom to finish the job herself. It made her feel…like a toy.

“Well, yes, but—“

“But? There’s a but? So you’re a hypocrite.” Creed snapped. “Listen, I really don’t think I need to learn how to eat you out if I’m the one doing all the work when we actually fuck. You lay there like a dead fish and take it, meanwhile I’m tried the morning after because I always have to do every-single-fucking thing! How is that fair?”

Stunned silent, it takes Marj a moment to process what Creed said. He can be mean, borderline cruel even, but it's not often raised his voice with Marjorine.

Seeing her reaction, Creed sighed once again. He didn’t look any less annoyed. “Marj, I…I didn’t mean that. I’m sorry.”

The damage was done nevertheless. Marj stands up, fixes her skirt, and rushes for her bag. Being around Creed when he’s like this is never a good idea. He’s the type of person to feel the highest when he’s high, and to be at rock bottom when he’s low. There’s never an in between. No happy medium.

“Are you seriously mad?” He asked when she makes her way to the door. “I already said I was sorry.”

“We’ll talk later. Preferably when ya aren’t bein’ unnecessarily mean.” As soon as those words left her mouth, she squares her shoulders in pride. Not being afraid of fights is something Kenny also taught her. And even though she is terrified, she can have those bouts of moments where she pretended otherwise.

The door to Creed’s dorm clicks shut behind her. In a matter of hours, Marjorine is sure her phone will start blowing up with apology texts, all which she’s heard and seen before.

The breeze is especially cold tonight. Creed and her had been trying for hours, but it’s just starting to dawn on her how long it’s actually been since they first began their…lesson.

Well, if it could even be called that. It’s hard to learn something when there’s no teacher present. Marj knew how to make her body work just as much as Creed did, which is not at all.

But she knows someone who does…

Her feet naturally takes her to his home, almost instinctively. She bypasses the closed shops and avoids the streets Kenny tells her is dangerous, all the while making sure to keep watch and listen for man made sounds. She owned a mace that went with her everywhere, a Fox Labs one that she knew like the back of her hand. Marjorine first learned how to use it when she was 12 years old and Kenny got worried that, ‘a cute girl like her’ would be targeted by bad people, especially men. So they practiced and practiced until the art of pulling the spray out and aiming became flawless.

Soon enough, Kenny’s apartment comes into view. It’s not on the safest side of town, and a little far from their college, but it was cheap and right within Kenny’s budget. He split rent with his roommate who interned at the hospital, so most of the time, Kenny had the place to himself. Marjorine hoped this was one of those nights.

The elevator dinged to signal her arrival. She steps out onto the 8th floor, stands in front of room 202, and gently knocks on it. Kenny was a late sleeper and an early riser, (none of which he wanted to be), so she doubted he was in bed right now.

A minute later, the door swings open—Marj’s face drops at who she sees.

“Ugh, seriously. You again?” Bernie Kaplan rolled her to the back of her skull, reminding Marjorine of Creed. “Will you ever stop?”

“Heya, Bernie.” Marjorine flashes her best smile, hoping it would ease the lines of irritation on Bernie’s face. “Is Kenny here?”

“It’s Bernadette to you, Majorine. And of course he is. This is his place.”

Bernadette Kaplan is the president of Chi Omega, in the Fellowship Committee, and known to be the most wanted girl at their college. None of that mattered to Marjorine though, because in the end, she only knew Bernie as one thing—Kenny’s girlfriend.

“Can I talk to him?”

“About what?” She asked with gritted teeth.

“Um, well gee, that’s priv—“

From above, a jacket is thrown over the top of Bernie’s head. She scrambles to get it off and turns around, facing— “Bern, don’t answer the door in just your underwear. That shits dangerous.”

Kenny is standing there, every ounce of him wet from the shower. He has a towel loosely wrapped around his waist and a small one hanging around his neck. Marjorine quickly adverts her eyes even though she’s seen this sight a millions times before, and a lot more.

“How about you stop answering the door in just a towel?” She pushed him slightly back as he laughed. Kenny, ever the gentlemen, helps her put his jacket on. It successfully covers her lacey bra that she greeted Marjorine with.

“What’s up, Buttercup?” Kenny eyed Marjorine’s disheveled dress. “Something wrong?”

“No, why, I just wanted to talk.” Marjorine meets Bernie in the eyes, sees the fire in them, and quickly adds, “If you have the time.”

“Course’ I do,” Kenny replied easily. He pats Bernie on the back. “Bern was just about to leave. Is your driver here?”

Glancing down at her phone, Bernie nods. “Yeah.”

Kenny turns to Marjorine. “Let me walk her to the car and I’ll be right back. Go sit and make yourself comfortable.”

Marjorine enters Kenny’s apartment, brushes against Bernie by accident upon doing so. She looked like she wanted to fray Marjorine alive on an open fire and stomp on her charred remains.

Kenny and Marj’s closeness must bother her, Marjorine deduced, because they’ve been childhood friends since they could walk. Maybe even before then.

When Kenny got accepted into college on a soccer scholarship, Marjorine got accepted into the very same one and they left South Park behind together. They likely would’ve lived together as well, but their college didn’t allow students of the opposite gender to room together. Which was why Marjorine resided in the dorms, while Kenny settled into a small apartment here.

In a blink of an eye, Kenny changed to his pajamas; a plain t-shirt and sweatpants he’s owned since junior year of highschool that barely fits him anymore. From the couch, Marjorine watched as Kenny tied Bernie’s shoes laces. He was real careful about it too, knowing they were Golden goose. As he ushered Bernie out the door with his hand resting in the middle of her hip, he turns back and gives Majorine an acknowledging wink. Marj smiles until the door shuts behind him.

Kenny’s apartment is a simple two bedroom with the bare necessities. A tiny kitchen, a machine and a dryer that didn’t work too good, a slim bathtub that Kenny said could barely fit two. All those things might have just made the apartment simply bad, but the good is just as great. The walls are relatively thick, there’s a balcony with an amazing view, and the air conditioning had no trouble going full blast. All in all, Marj deemed it a cozy little place. That may be simply because Kenny’s scent was everywhere here.

Walking to the window, Marjorine made it in time to see Kenny and Bernie walking to the car. It scared her for a bit, because from the back, her and Bernie looked similar. They had the same mellow blonde hair that was often curled.

The two stop short in front of the BMW. From what Kenny told her, Bernie hated to drive, so she insisted on having a personal driver that came at her beck and call. She’s saying something to Kenny, a hand on his chest, and he shakes his head at her. Bernie’s eyes widened in equal measure of shock and anger. She pushes Kenny away slightly, before trying to enter them vehicle, but that’s when Kenny grabs her arm, says something, and kisses her hand the way a prince from a fairytale would. Whatever he said pacified Bernie, because her expression morphs into something so soft that Marjorine could hardly believe it. She didn’t know Bernadette Kaplan was capable of making such a face.

Seemingly from nowhere, Marjorine feels a sharp pain od hurt in her chest. It turns into something dull and aching. It comes from time to time, though Marj has no idea what the cause is.

Kenny and Bernie haven’t been dating long. A month at most. Personally, Marjorine saw it coming from a mile away. Kenny—handsome soccer star bounded for the league. She of the glossy blond hair, regal face, and astounding proportions—Bernadette. Their relationship seemed as sure as the sun would rise. Marj wasn’t sure how serious they were with each other, but sometimes Bernie looked at Kenny as if she really liked him. The him that went past his looks. The Kenny that sings songs at the top of his chest even though he knows he’s got the lyrics wrong. Kenny who occasionally forgets to eat and needed the reminder to do so. Kenny who Marjorine loves and trusted from the bottom of her heart.

With a parting kiss, Bernie enters the BMW. As soon as it speeds off into the distance, Kenny turned and began walking back. Marjorine watched him closely until she jolted when Kenny suddenly looked up and met her eyes. Yikes. It’s almost scary how aware of his surroundings Kenny was.

They gave each other a wave. A minute later, the front door opens and in came Kenny.

“There she is.” Kenny opened his arms wide and Marjorine practically jumped into them. He squeezed her tight, face in her neck, before scooting back and letting his eyes slide down her body. “Is this the dress we rock-paper-scissors on?”

It’s a game they play when they couldn’t decide on something. After going back and forth on this dress, Kenny ultimately won and Marj bought it. “Sure is!”

“Give me a twirl, let me see.” Kenny spins her around as Marj giggled. “Oh yeah, you’re—that’s gorgeous. See? Floral and you is a lethal combo.”

Marjorine adored how the skirt was flowy and long. Kenny liked the small daisy prints of the fabric. When she showed it off to Creed (albeit without him asking), he told her she dressed like Becky. Marjorine didn’t know who that was until he broke it to her that she was his late-grandma.

“Aw, shucks. Thank ya, Ken.” Blushing from Kenny’s compliments will probably be something Marjorine will do for the rest of her life. He gives it out to her like candy, so you’d think she’d be immune to it by now—but no. It still makes her shy every time.

He winks. “Only being truthful.”

Her heart that was aching before soothed over as if Kenny had placed a healing balm on it. Marj couldn’t remember why it ever began hurting. If it even hurt at all.

“So what’s up? I thought you were supposed to be with Creed tonight.” Though Kenny said that with a smile, his words came off as gritty and restrained. Marjorine fumbled with the laces of her skirt.

“I was, but…” It was hard to put it into words. Where does she even began?

Sensing her hesitation, Kenny places a reassuring hand flat on her back, steering her towards the kitchen. “Okay, how about this? I make dinner—you haven’t ate since lunch, right? And then you tell me whatever you want to when you’re ready.”

A smile bloomed on her face. “Okay.”

It’s easy to settle into something that could almost be called routine. Kenny is an amazing cook, Marj—not so much unless she had clear instructions, so therefore it was mostly Kenny whipping something up in the kitchen. She’s sitting on the barstool swaying her feet, admiring how skillful Kenny was with a knife. Every food that’s been touched by Kenny was guaranteed to be good.

“Do ya remember how I told you I did research? On the uh…bed stuff?” Marjorine began slowly, trying to find her flow. Kenny stiffened up for half a second before he nods.

“Yeah, because Creed can’t fuck for shit?”

She opened her mouth to maybe defend her boyfriend, but then closed it due to her lack of a rebuttal. It was an established fact at this point. Neither Creed nor Marjorine knew the first thing about the bedroom.

“We tried mouth stuff today.” Marjorine continued quietly, face as hot as the scorching sun. She knew she shouldn’t be embarrassed—It’s Kenny. She could talk about anything with Kenny and he would never judge her for it. And though she knew that to be true, that still doesn’t stop her from fidgeting with her skirt.

“You sucked him off?”

Marjorine nodded. “Yes, and he came!”

“Good job.” Kenny replied with rather tense shoulders. The angle she was sitting at didn’t allow her to see what expression he was making right now. “He ate you out too, right?”

“Well…”

“Well what?” Kenny turned around, holding a spatula high as he stared at her with furrowed eyebrows. “Marj. Don’t tell me that fuck—guy didn’t show you how grateful he was.”

“He did!” Marjorine chewed her bottom lip. “Or at least he tried to.”

A mere second of quiet consideration passes before Kenny deadpanned, “…He didn’t make you cum.”

“Yes…”

Which wasn’t anything new. But it is because it wasn’t anything new that Marjorine and Creed (her more then him, truthfully), started taking the time to learn bedroom stuff. Creed was able to reach his orgasm just fine, it was Marjorine who needed that extra help. It barely came to her when she was playing with her own body, but with Creed, it never.

She’s never once been able to cum with him.

“Jesus.” Kenny runs a hand across his face, shaking it in disbelief. It must be hard for someone like Kenny to comprehend, because if the rumors were true—Kenny had never known bedroom troubles ever. “So what happened in the end? Did he apologize?”

“No, he got..,” Marj recalled Creed’s sour words, feels her mood plummet. “frustrated. He said he didn’t understand why he had to learn when I’m the one who lays there like a d-dead fish.”

There’s a rise of shame that wells up within her from admitting that, because she knew it was true. Apart from the typical blowjob, she didn’t do much else sexually for Creed.

“Did he call you that?” She could hear Kenny walking to her and stopping just in front of her, but Marjorine did not look up. She simply nodded.

Gentle fingers grab her chin, tilting her head up to meet narrowed baby blue eyes. “That asshole called you a dead fish? Like he has any room to talk, bastard can’t even make you come!”

His grip on her on her chin won’t let her look away, so she simply just murmured what she feared all along, “…Maybe it’s me Kenny.”

“Don’t say that.” Kenny said, and now he just looks sad. Marjorine wanted him to understand where she was coming from, though.

“No, maybe it really is. Maybe I’m the—“ Kenny hands move from her face to squeeze her shoulders in assurance, to ground her, maybe.

“Marjorine, baby, it’s not you.” A part of her melt at that nickname. Something Kenny only ever calls her during their vulnerable moments, like he’s trying to tug at her heart strings. It works every time. “I promise you it’s not you. Creed just doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing, and that’s on him.”

She pursed her lips and admits, “But…I can rarely even make myself come.”

Every muscle within Kenny’s body stiffens. “…You can’t?”

It takes everything within Marjorine not to run out the door and die in embarrassment. It’s Kenny, she reminded herself, Kenny would never judge you.

“No, my fingers just don’t reach deep enough, I guess. It’s not…” She trails off, eyes landing on Kenny’s fingers; thick, long, adorned with a couple of silver rings they bought together at the pier because they were so cheap. It was Marjorine’s 18th birthday present to him, and she got to pick out the two of the five rings. “like yours.”

Jaw tight, Kenny swallowed before he asks rather hoarsely, “Are you doing this on purpose?”

“Doin’ what?”

“Okay.” Kenny’s head drops to Marjorine’s shoulder. He takes in a few deep breaths, inhales, before muttering, “It’s still not your fault. It will never be. Don’t blame Creed’s problems on yourself, okay?”

Things seem so much more believable when Kenny says it. The doubt that’s been gnawing away at her self esteem stops, if only for this moment, to let Marjorine breathe in his scent. “…Alright.”

Kenny gives her a smile, tucks her hair behind her ear. “Close your eyes.”

Wordlessly, she does it. She feels Kenny’s presence backtrack, followed by a string of noises that sounded a lot like dishes flashing and drawers opening. Whatever he’s been cooking smells amazing.

“Open them on one, two, three!”

In front of her was a platter of fried rice and an omelet. Marjorine’s mouth stretched wide into a smile. “You remembered.”

“Course’ I did.” Kenny nodded.

Back in South Park, the both of them would go to City Wok purely for the reasons that Marjorine adored their fried rice. And while Kenny wasn’t exactly a fan of anything Tuong Lu Kim made, he would still go with her and sit in the restaurant regardless. Just a week ago, she told him she missed his fried rice and the big, fluffy omelet.

Kenny pulls another bar stool to sit in front of her, focused on her first bite. “How is it?”

“Incredible.” Marjorine hummed. It’s not quite like the one from City Wok, but it’s delicious nonetheless.

“I took a basic recipe and tried to tweak it based off of the times I had it.” Kenny explained. Marjorine giggled.

“You mean all the times ya took a bite out of my plate when you thought I was distracted.”

Holding his hands up as if hes been caught red handed, Kenny amended, “I’ll let you know that the majority was you feeding me.”

A laugh bursted from her, she shook her head. That was true.

Kenny gets up from his seat while Marjorine continues to eat. When he comes back and sits down, it’s with a glass of ice cold water. Thank you, she told him. Kenny simply nodded and then dabbed the side of her mouth with a napkin.

She feels the air shift before he even said anything; a certain unmissable tension.

“…Marj, why do you like that guy? I mean, I know he’s decent looking and in Phi Delt, but how far can that go when he acts like he’s five-years old?” He shot her a coy look.

His wording nearly made her wince. Kenny wasn’t the biggest fan of Creed; had never been even before they officially met. “He opens doors for me and checks up on me. When I look nice, he tells me so.”

“That’s the bare minimum.” Kenny scoffed.

Should she tell him the main reason? Yes. It’s Kenny. “He…He likes me.”

“Okay?”

He doesn’t get it. Marjorine will just have to say it upright. “I like him because he likes me.”

Not only was Creed a vastly talented person who was bound for great things, but he is also the only person who showed interest in Marjorine. He treated her like she was special, not someone to be forgotten or lose in the background.

It takes a while for Kenny to process this. When he does, his eyebrows scrunches up with disbelief as he states, “A ton of guys like you.”

Marj set down her spoon, gives Kenny an unamused ook. “What guys are ya talkin’ about?”

“80% of the male population in South Park!” Kenny exclaimed, throwing his hands to make a point. Marjorine shakes her head and continues eating.

“You’re exaggerating.”

“I’m not. Marjorine, if it wasn’t for me, a hundred dudes would’ve come up to you and asked you out daily.”

“What do you have to do with it?”

Something akin to guilt flits through Kenny’s face, so fast Marjorine barely caught it. “They were afraid of me. Thought we were dating.”

“They did?”

Kenny nodded.

That was perhaps the most unbelievable thing Marjorine had heard all night. No, of all time. Sure strangers thought they were together, but they were strangers. South Park was so tight knit everyone knew each others grandma grandma’s—so they should’ve known better then to ever think someone like Kenny would ever go out with Marjorine of all people.

“Whatever gave them that idea?” She splutters.

“Yeah,” Lips pulled into a thin tight, Kenny was still refusing to meet her eyes. “good question.”

There’s a lull in their conversation. Kenny seemingly now has nothing to say. Marjorine squared her shoulders and prepares to defend her boyfriend, because that is what a good girlfriend would do.

“Creed isn’t always the best, yes. He certainly has his off days. But most of the time, he’s very kind to me. Just last Saturday he introduced me to his friends as his ‘precious.”

It was a special day for them, a good day, so long as Marjorine ignored how he left her standing at the corner for two hours. He claimed he didn’t forget about her, but Marjorine swore she almost see him leave.

Kenny made a face like he just ate something sour. “What is he, fifty? The Granny from Ice Age?”

“I thought it was very sweet.” Marjorine huffed.

Kenny drops his face into his hands. Marjorine knows that whenever he does that, it means he’s nearing his limit. He’s either frustrated and doesn’t know what to do, or he’s upset and doesn’t want anyone to see. Sometimes it could be both, most of the time it is. “I think—I know you could do better. He’s not the guy for you, Marjorine. No way in fucking hell.”

Better, Kenny said it so firmly, as if it was really that simple. But what was better then Creed Mossic, who treated her like a dime in a dozen. Who, despite the fact that he was set to inherit his father’s company, still chose Marjorine—a nobody? Someone their own parents couldn’t love?

“You mean you?" She asked in a way it sounded like a joke, with a hint of a chuckle, but she was picking at her fingernails and pulling at dry skin around her cuticles.

"No," Kenny said, stiffened and poker-faced. "I mean better.”

They fall into silence before Marjorine asked, because apparently they are being utterly open about their relationships now, “What about you and Bernie? Why are you dating her?”

A pause. “She’s fun.”

“Fun? How so?”

“She likes to…party?”

“You don’t sound too sure of that.”

“We’re not talking about me right now.” Kenny waved her off. They’ve been together for so long that Marjorine knows that just means he doesn’t want to answer. “I’m just saying you deserve better then some pencil dick fuck who can’t make you cum and treats you average. Because just average isn’t enough for a girl like you. You deserve world class. Like a prince from those fairytales you like.”

Something warm spreads through Marjorine’s body, from the delight of knowing how well Kenny knew her, to seeing the conviction he held on what Marjorine deserves. Kenny probably expected everyone to treat her like he did; with the utmost care and affection, gentleness but not fragility. Sadly, that wasn’t how the world worked.

“Fairytales ain’t real.” She learned that the hard way.

Kenny almost looked sad. “Maybe not, but that doesn’t mean your life should be an Edgar Allen Poe book.”

“It is not!” Marjorine exclaimed, horrified. “He ain’t as bad as it seems! Besides, I can live with the bad s-sex. I could handle bad sex for as long as I live!”

“You shouldn’t have to.” Kenny said firmly, before he makes a face and adds, “And you’re not spending the rest of your life with this dude. So this is only a temporary problem, but still.

“Ya sound so sure.” Marjorine said. Kenny lips tilt up into something that isn’t quite a smile or a complete frown either.

“That’s because I am.”

[belli5]

Plz write a story where ur in a love triangle with kenny and sharky

Homie hopper — Sharky, Kenny

Pairing: Sharky xfem!reader , Kingkenny xfem!reader

Summary: in which, you’re in a love triangle with Kenny and Sharky.

Contains: homie hopping 😭 love triangle, you lmk..

A/n: I was like supposed to post this way long ago but I got lazy so 🫢😭 anyway Sharky had more votes so I’m really sorry for who voted for Kenny but I have coming Kenny fics. THIS IS NOT PROOFREAD, MAYBE LATER

Masterlist

“Y/n, Beta squad are celebrating hitting 8 million, you should come, we haven’t hang out all together also for a while.” Sharky says. It was true, you and the beta squad haven’t seen each other for a while. They were busy with YouTube and you were also busy filming.

“Sharky, I don’t know if I wanna go.. I wanna take a break.”

“Come on, it’ll be nice seeing everyone, or you can come to just see me.” He teased.

“Boy, I am seeing you right now,” you laughed “what are you talking about.” You stayed silent for a minute, maybe it’ll be worth it for real? You missed seeing Chunkz, Niko, Aj… and Kenny.

“Okay. I’ll go.” You said and he smiled at you.

“Good. And we can drive together.”

-

When Friday night came, meaning it was the beta squad party. You kinda were excited to see the guys. Sharky had came, before you even started to get ready.

“What are you going to wear?” He asked you sitting with you in the kitchen.

“Ion know.” You answered, “nothing too fancy, im not really feeling like it.” You looked at him to see what he’s wearing and saw him wearing straight leg joggers.

You’d be lying if you said that you weren’t staring, because God damn he always looked good in them. You went to your room to change into something casual, and left with Sharky to go to the party.

When you arrived there you went inside and first one who you saw was Nella, “Oh, my days, isn’t that the Y/n” she exclaimed pulling you to the table where everyone else was and Sharky just following you both.

You smiled at her, honestly you missed Nella even more than the boys. Finally making it to the table, you saw everyone and couldn’t help but hug each one of them.

Kenny wasn’t there at the time, but when he walked up you could see him staring at you.

“Hey y/n.” He smiled, him acting like nothing happened before made you feel better, but it wasn’t. Especially now that you were starting to like Sharky, and if someone found out, they probably consider you as a homie hopper.

“Hi.” You said awkwardly. You didn’t know if you just made it awkward or it was just awkward, but if Kenny really forgot about you two then it was good, you could just move on like nothing happened ever.

Nella saw the awkward silence and broke it, “y/n did you and Sharky came together?”

You smiled at her, “yeah we did.” You sat in between Sharky and Nella, Kenny on left side of Nella and rest of the beta squad next to Sharkys right.

“Do you want something to drink y/n?” Sharky asked you.

“Uh,” you thought about it, “not really right now. Do you?”

“No.” He said and everyone continued to chat, while you just avoided looking at Kenny.

“Y/n,” you heard your name being called once again, you looked up and of course it was Kenny, “do you wanna go somewhere talk?”

You didn’t know what to say, maybe it’d even better if y’all didn’t talk, there was nothing to talk about and if there was, it was that you both needed to forget about the past.

“Uhm.. I need to go to the bathroom.” You said, avoiding his question, getting up to go to the bathroom.

Into the bathroom you just thought of what he said ‘do you wanna go somewhere talk’ yeah what could he possibly wanna talk about right now.

Why was he being so confusing? You kept questioning it, walking out of the bathroom you saw Kenny standing there, waiting for you.

“I’m sorry if I made it weird.” He apologises.

“It’s fine.” You say not wanting to talk, but finally looking him in eyes.

“Okay, good.” He says. “We haven’t seen each other for long..”

“Err yeah, not only you, the whole beta squad.” You say rubbing your neck “I missed seeing everyone.”

“Yeah..”

“Why are you acting like this?” You ask him, you just wanna know why he suddenly wants to talk to you.

“Like what?” He asks.

“Like nothing has happened..” you tell him, “you suddenly wanna talk things out, if we didn’t work out before, what makes you think that things will change now?” You seriously didn’t know if you and him could be more than friends.

“I’m not. I promise I wanna fix things.” He promises.

“No Kenny. I think it’s gonna be better if we just stay as friends.” You say, ‘but what if he’s actually willing to fix things’ a thought suddenly crosses your mind.

“I’m not here to play, y/n.” He sighs.

“This is not happening, Kenny.” You say, and saw Sharky coming to look for you.

“Oh hey Kenny, I was just looking for y/n.” You were glad Sharky came, cuz now you could avoid this conversation. “Do you wanna get out of here?”

You nodded at him, and walked up to Sharky leaving Kenny just standing there and probably follow you both to the rest of the guys and Nella.

You both decided to leave, “I think we’re gonna leave now.” You say first going over to hug Nella, you saw her wink at you after looking at both of you and Sharky.

“Don’t have too much fun gal.” She laughs at you.

“Shut up.” You laugh into the hug, finally letting her go and hugging rest of the guys.

Sharky also said his goodbyes to everyone and you both finally left to his car. “What were you and Kenny talking about?” He asks.

“Nothing much.” You didn’t wanna talk about it, “just stuff how we haven’t seen each other and blah blah blah..” you laugh.

“Really? I don’t think you and Kenny are match..”

“What does that mean?” You can’t help, but smile, maybe you were being delusional, but this definitely calls jealousy “this isn’t love island to be a match or something.”

“That’s not what I meant..” he says seriously.

“I know that, but is that all?” You asked.

“No, he’s seriously needs to let it go.” He bagan, “it’s been already a while since you both happened.”

“I know.” Was all you could say, honestly you couldn’t care less about this now, you just wanted to focus on something else right now. “Thanks for noticing, I really appreciate you Sharky.”

“It’s okay, do you wanna go somewhere fancy?” He assured you.

“I’m not dressed fancy tho..” you say looking at your outfit.

“I think you look nice and I’m literally wearing sweatpants.” He laughs “we can go change or we can just go to store and buy something?”

“We can just go change, you don’t have to spend your money.”

“That’s alright.” He says, knowing there’s no problem buying you things, “Y/n I-“ Sharky began before I cut him off.

“Me too.” I blurred out, I know he wasn’t gonna tell me what I was gonna, but this could be my chance to do it.

“What?” He asks confused.

“I like you. And I like you more than friends.” I said.

“Really?” He asks, now he was definitely not about to say something like that, but he was glad you did. You just nodded at his question.

“I’ve liked you for a really long time.” You say, he didn’t say anything back, maybe he didn’t feel the same way and it was all dumb to say this.

“I don’t know what to say, y/n.”

“Don’t say anything.” You should’ve known better than that, ‘why would he like me after all that happened between me and Kenny’ you thought to yourself.

“I like you too.” He smiled at you.

[the-knight-of-the-stars]

Okey, I finished Rise of Red.

—First, what a strange movie, truly. It wasn't like, terrible, but...

—Did it feel cut out to anyone else? Like incomplete? Or like they cut a lot of scenes? Some dialogues are strange and the movie expects us to feel things when everything happens so fast there is really no time for it. (And this is without even mentioning the ending)

—You can tell the director was trying to give this movie an entirely different look, and I dig it, honestly. I think this movie was very experimental and in the visuals at least, I have no complaints. The scenarios were more like what I wanted to see in a fantasy land like that, coloful, fun, a bit more creative.

—I miss Kenny Ortega's talent in musicals.

—Okey, the songs, I don't think they were bad, but because the movie is already so short sometimes it feels like a never ending music video instead of a movie.

—I def liked the songs from the second half of the movie better, they felt more in line with the kind of music secuences everyone loves about Descendants.

—Oh, the fist one in Wonderland I liked too, it had energy.

—I would kill for a scene of Chad with the rest of his family.

—I love how in Descendants, you can just intantly tell if someone is an extra or a character with name.

—Mad Hatter??? I liked to see him, he seemed like a potencially interesting character.

—The entire plot needs you to turn your brain off so it makes sense, and after over-analyzing this movies for years I can't do that 😅

—Obviously the the timeline we all though with the Disney Movies is destroyed.

—I loved seeing Merlin, he was kind of fun.

—Honestly they could have just made a movie about Merlin Academy with no conection to Descendants and it could have been more interesting. The movie didn't even seemed interested enough in the two main characters anyway.

—The message is strange too, the way they handdle moral dilemas is so strange. I don't have the energy right now to get into detail, but yeah, there is some strange things there.

—Like, we save Bridget not for Bridget but for Red, and still the possibility of finding redemption for Ulyanna's group is never brough up, even when they have kids who will get abused and neglected in the future too. Why? Because Bridget was "good" from the beggining? Because she didn't beloged with villains, but Ulyanna and the other's did?

—Also, why are they called VKs? I thought the term meant it was because they were the kids from the villains, not because they were kid villains.

—The ending was so?? This movie felt like it had no stakes despite Cinderella getting killed halfway through. (That scene with Charming was really dark, btw)

—The entire movie felt like it was building onto something, like some plotwist, some climax, and there was no payoff. We didn't even see the Dance they kept mentioning like it was going to be an important scene.

—I am not letting go the implication that even if the Queen of Heart's wasn't evil, Wonderland still refused to be a part of Auradon and Red still wasn't invited to Auradon Prep.

[missuswalker]

HOPE UR HAVING A GOOD DAY!!

the craig hcs are so good can we get those for stan??? omg

yes ofc 🤭🤭

relationship headcanons || stan marsh x fem reader

✮ summary: stan as your boyfriend 🤭 ✮ warnings: nsfw content, alcohol, reminder that characters are aged up

sfw

tries to act very cool around you for the first month

kenny likes to mess with him and he freaks out

"dude, don't embarrass me in front of my gf 🙁"

takes everything you say too seriously for the first month as well

"stan youre so annoying" "im sorry 😕"

apologize to him now.

takes a good amount of time to get completely comfortable with you

after that he's all "fuck you, get out of my house"

and then makes out with you

hoowee he looves french kissing

anyways, he wants you to be the big spoon

"y/n, everything is shit 😞🤓" "i know, stan, just go to sleep"

gets super emotional around you when he's drunk

"and- and 😢😢 i just really.. 😖 i really like you 😩 please don't break up with me 😭" "i just wanted to know if you wanted subway"

if you really want him to, he'll TRY to stop drinking so much just for you

still fighting that battle

he loves you so much, he tries so hard to get everything right with you after wendy

he doesn't want you to leave him

if you guys shower together, he likes when you wash his nasty hair

this is only when he's a little drunk

doesn't like you to see him fully naked if you guys aren't sillying

he's a little nervous, that's all 🤞🥰

talks to everyone about how he's gonna marry you one day and make you mrs. marsh

you're like the light of his life

but he hates when you call him stanley

if he's with his friends and you walk past, he's immediately walking away without a word and following you (like that one clip of joe biden following the ice cream truck)

wants you to wrestle with him

don't tickle him though because he gets embarrassed for giggling and being all like "stoppp 😊🥰"

nsfw

really sexually frustrated

it's so bad

gets a boner over everything

worse than kenny

"hey y/n 🥰 how are you 🧐 you look nice today 🤓 can you please give me head 😁 pretty please 🙏"

doesn't like sexting because he's worried kyle will find it and give him a lecture about digital footprint

unless he's wasted

like gone

then he's texting you "fucdk beab, wish yui were hrre. pics?"

don't give him pics, he prints them out on his dad's printer and puts them in his wallet

very slow, sensual sex on a good day

super caring but vv quiet

moans

maybe grunts when he cums

when he's drunk, wants you to ride him so bad

roughhhh

MEOWWWWW

"shit, y/n, so good for me"

embarrassed the next day when he remembers he said that

does it more if you like it though 😻

wants to ask you to suck him off all the time but doesn't because he doesn't want you to be like "😐" and break up with him

[warhheads]

SP party headcanons

all characters (heavy stylecodedbecauseitsme)

- bebe and cartman fighting for the aux

- clyde and jimmy somehow end up winning the aux fight (not without weak complaints)

- playlist is always w people’s favorite rappers/white girl 2000’s music

- stan and kyle arriving dead last every single time for no reason whatsoever. like literally always. they just mutually decide “we will arrive three hours late.” without speaking and nobody gives a fuck anyway

- not even wendy asks why

- wendy takes it upon herself to be the host every single time (she has never held a party ever in her life)

- kyle doesn’t want to be there (but his sugar plum stan is there so he’s like ugh fine )

- kenny and butters play just dance and take it too seriously

- karaoke. cartman takes it very seriously. tolkien does not take it very seriously. guess who wins

- u think stan is the one that leaves kyle? no mid way kyle leaves to make tik toks with tolkien until kyle finds stan making a drunk sad fool out of himself and then angst

- wendy and kyle competitive asfuck in mario kart (both lose to stan)

- clyde makes a “i love all u guys so much” at the end of every single party bc he is shitfaced

- craig loves chief keef

- tweek makes cocktails and everybodies like “wow this tastes like juice!” and they take 10 and everybody gets alcohol poisoning and craig’s like “nice job, honey.”

- craig was tweeks first cocktail victim

- craig almost died

- craig did not complain

- craig said nothing as everyone drank his bfs poison

- tweek’s convinced he has blood on his hands

- cartman does the white girl dance when he’s drunk

- which is why cartman NEVER gets drunk or high or anything not sober because he’s not fully in control

- butters turns into a tree when he’s high

- kenny kisses every one of his friends while drunk. and high. and sober.

- red gets drunk and kisses 12 girls

- heidi, tolkien and wendy are team responsible

- jimmy and clyde start playing WWE

- drunk Kyle is the moderator/the guy who’s commentating on the WWE match

- “AND JIMMYS UP ON THE TURN-BUCKLE. HES GOT HIM IN A PINCH- BUT WHOS THAT COMING DOWN THE RAMP?! ITS KENNY MCCORMICK(JOHN CENA) “

- Butters has to bet on every single beer pong game ( he loses every time).

- kenny started realizing he can profit off butters bet but he stopped after getting 100 dollars from butters cuz he felt bad

- bebe got all the guys to strip (minus kyle he’s not stupid) and get in the pool then she video taped them all and called them gay

- tweek and craig were pointing and laughing w bebe during the video

i have more but sniffs *falls asleep*