#t!tty tuesday

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make her green with envy

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Pulling one out for you this Christmas Eve.

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Barbie Era 💗🩷

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God I love titties so much

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a new titty drop for titty tuesday 😘

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Happy T!TTY Tuesday and New years eve 💋💋💋

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Content🎉😻

[rainydaydally]

Here in the labyrinth (I’m trapped) Chapter 4

Warnings:

T-slur

Deadnaming

Misgendering

Gay people!😱😱

“You love me?”

Kyle asks. “Of course, Kyle. I thought it was pretty obvious. We’re both idiots, aren’t we?” Stan laughs. “I can’t believe you love me. I could’ve sworn you were straight. Even though you’re my super best friend, I must have been pretty off, huh?” Kyle smiles, feeling like his old self again. “Can you believe it? Stan *loves* me! Me! Kyle Broflovski! The same Kyle who was just outed to his entire school a few hours ago!” Kyle thinks, already feeling better, and almost forgetting about the series of events that happened earlier that day. Almost.

“Can I… can I kiss you?” Stan asks hesitantly, not wanting to make Kyle uncomfortable. Kyle answers by grabbing Stan’s jacket and pulling him closer to slowly press their lips together. “You look so cute right now.” Stan laughs a moment after they pull away from the kiss. “You don’t look too bad yourself.” Kyle jokes, looking in Stan’s eyes but then looking away.

They sit in silence for a few moments. “Sh*t…” Kyle sighs out of the blue.“What’s wrong?” Stan asks, tucking Kyle’s hair behind his ear. “I keep thinking about it, just… *so* much has happened today. I’ve been outed as gay and trans, everyone knows that I like you, and I just learned that you like me too. Just… wow. How can that all happen in one day?! And all because of Cartman! I hate his f*cking fat *ss so f*cking much right now.” Kyle seethes, not surprising Stan at all with his level of anger. Stan would probably be just as mad, because what happened today was “seriously f*cked up”, as he would put it.

“He really is an assh*le for that. Is there… anything I could do to maybe help?” Stan asks. “No, no, you’re fine. I’m sorry if I keep making a big deal out of it.” He pauses before continuing. “Actually, no I’m not. I *should* be making a big deal out of this. What Cartman did was really horrible and I deserve to be mad.” Kyle thinks, starting to ramble. “That’s the spirit, dude.” Stan jokes, moving his gaze from Kyle’s eyes to his red lips. “Shut up.” Kyle eyerolls, laying down on his bed, but still making sure there’s enough room for Stan. Stan lays down next to him, and they both stare at the white ceiling. 

“Do you want to sign Cartman up for those sh*tty websites that give you spam mail?” Stan asks out of the blue. Kyle laughs, pushing him gently. “Dude. Is that the only revenge plan you can think of?” “Pretty much.” Stan shrugs, taking his phone out of his pocket and unlocking it. Kyle watches over his shoulder as Stan puts Cartman’s email into a bunch of websites. “This is stupid.” Kyle eyerolls, grabbing his phone off his nightstand and when he unlocks it he notices the 5 missed texts from Cartman. “Hey.” “I’m not sorry about what I did. Stan deserved to know he actually had a crush on a girl.” “Lying b*tch.” “Kylie, answer.” “Whatever, tr*nny.” Kyle sighs, “Great.” He thinks, and doesn’t reply to Cartman. He knows he has read reciepts on, and leaving Cartman on read might make him more mad than responding to him with a cringe *ss comeback.

Stan ends up spending the night with Kyle. When they wake up it’s Tuesday, a school day. The night before, Kyle’s mom gave him permission to skip school for the day, because of the events that took place yesterday. Stan’s mom also did, just so he could take care of Kyle and make sure he didn’t do anything irrational, which Kyle rolled his eyes at.

Kyle wakes up to Stan holding him tight. He slowly sits up in bed and starts to scroll on TikTok. Eventually, Stan rustles around and rubs his eyes. “Hey Kyle.” He says, voice hoarse and tired. “Hi.” Kyle says, barely above a whisper. After a bit, they manage to wake up enough to get breakfast. They eat some cereal and then play video games. 

12:35 PM

“Dude! I literally won the game. I have no idea why you’re acting like you’re better!” Kyle laughs, pushing Stan playfully. “I am!” Stan eyerolls as Kyle gets up to turn off the video game console. “Do you want to go for a walk?” Kyle asks, hoping for some fresh air. Stan perks up and nods. “Yeah, of course! Whatever you need, dude.” He says, and they do. They walk to Stark’s pond, and sit down together, holding eachothers hand. “I’m so happy now. Even though Cartman outed me… I guess I wouldn’t be with you without him.” “You’re right, I guess there’s good in some bad things, huh?” Stan asks. “Exactly.”Kyle replies, placing a kiss on Stan’s cherk before laying his head on his shoulder.

They walk back to Kyle’s home a bit later, watch movies, and chill out. 

Kyle’s mom soon arrives from work, but Stan and Kyle don’t notice. They are laying in Kyle’s bed cuddling. At the worst moment possible, Stan turns toward Kyle, and kisses him. Before Kyle can process what’s happening, his mom is yelling. “Stanley Marsh! What on Earth are you doing?!” Stan quickly stops kissing Kyle, turning to the woman standing in the doorway. “M-Mrs. Broflovski! I-I can explain!” Stan quickly says. Kyle can feel his breathing getting faster and faster, his chest rising. “Okay? Then explain. You too, Kyle. I want to know EXACTLY what was happening. “W-well we were kissing.” Stan says. “And why would friends be kissing?!” “Ma, alright! We’re dating! Is that what you wanted to hear?!” Kyle screams, tears falling from his eyes. He knows he shouldn’t be screaming at his mother. “Don’t talk to me like that, Kyle! Stan, I’m calling your mother right now to tell her we’re dropping you home.” Stan jumps out of the bed. “Mrs. Broflovski, please dont tell my mom we’re dating. I’ll tell her later, I promise. Please.” He says, following her down the stairs as she goes to get her phone. 

Kyle stays in his room, stuggled into his blankets and crying out of humiliation, as Stan keeps begging Sheila not to out him. “You’re lucky I’m not one of those people who out children.” She says to him, calling his mother. 

Sharon: Sheila? Everything okay? Is Stan alright?

Sheila: Hello, Sharon. Yes, they’re both fine. I’m just wondering if I could drop Stan off at your house in about… 15 minutes?

Sharon: Oh yes, that’s fine. Thank you for dropping him off.

Sheila: No problem, heading out now. Goodbye!

Sharon: Bye!

____________

Sheila sighs, hanging up the phone call and putting it back into her purse. “Gather your stuff, Stan.” Stan nods quickly, and runs up the stairs.

“Kyle? Can I come in?” Stan asks, sniffling. “Yeah its unlocked.” Kyle says, and Stan opens the door to see Kyle wrapped up in his blankets. “Your mom is dropping me off at home. Don’t worry Kyle. You have nothing to worry about, okay?” Stan says, sitting on the edge of Kyle’s bed. Kyle just nods, sitting up and wiping the tears off Stan’s cheeks with his thumbs. “I guess you should get your things together.” Kyle says awkwardly, getting out of his bed and helping Stan pack his stuff back into his bag. “Are you almost ready?” Sheila asks from downstairs. Kyle sighs, “Yes, ma. Just getting his things together.” Soon after, Stan and Kyle practically tumble down the stairs, and to the car. Kyle goes to sit in the back with Stan, as usual, but his mom interferes by saying, “Kyle, sit up front with me.” “It’s not like we’re gonna kiss back there.” Kyle mumbles quietly, closing the backseat door and getting into the passenger seat next to his mother.

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tw vent

tw: mentions of school shooting, mentioned explicit stuff, mentioned non-consensal touching, mentioned SH

specifically school shooting tw here

i think I'm scared of my new friends. on Friday they were saying stuff about "i think _ would be most likely to do a school shooting" "i'm going to shoot this place up" "a shooting wouldn't be too bad" Do you not realize this is not something you should be saying? stop antagonizing everyone, it will do you no good

specifically non-consensual touching and explicit here

i also feel disrespected by them. they do this thing where a day of the week corresponds with something (Makeout Monday, T*tty Tuesday, Waist Wednesday, Thigh Thursday, and Slap Ass Friday) i've told them multiple times i do not want to participate but they pinch my waist, they grab my thigh, i hold my arms higher to myself on Tuesday and i loosen my backpack straps so my backpack hangs lower on Fridays. i feel so gross being touched by new people, let alone in an area that's off limits no matter what.

i just sit between K and P with my headphones in, listening to the "In case I make it," album because i want to be ignored.

the only person in that group i'm actually comfortable with is someone i share no classes with (i'll call him L). i tell him i dont like being touched if i cant see it and he'll make a noise so i can look at him before he touches me. L asks multiple times if he can hug me before he does. L had hands that i like

(of course there's others that im comfortable with but he is the one in that specific group that i feel safe around)

and the only reason i still hang out with them is because V practically hates me because i'm loud and also quiet and awkward and weird and nervous and not Preppy🎀💄, and K is my first friend in the group, so im closer with her, and they were all the first people i interacted with so of course i stick with them

specifically explicit tw here ig

do you know how fucking weird it is to be told "You are going to be g*ngb*nged tonight" on the second day at a new school while he has a hand on your head, and then weeks later sit next to the same guy who still continues to disrespect your boundaries like nothing happened?

i feel so gross. they make me feel gross. they make explicit jokes and i'm not ready for explicit jokes. they touch my arm and i want to throw up because That's not a hand i'm used to.

specifically SH tw here

i wish i could sympathize with people. ever since August i'm all of a sudden surrounded by people who don't have the best home lives. people who cvt themselves and shamelessly talk about it. sure, that's fine, i dont judge. but it makes me feel out of place because i have great parents, i'm (admittedly) a little bit spoiled, i dont have trauma from anything. and then i'm doing it too. to fit in? because something is genuinely making me do it? i told myself it's because i want to know how someone can just do it, how someone can hate themselves that much.

i do it to empathize. but thats not how you relate. i can't give a listening ear, or offer advice, or help if i didn't go through the same thing, can i? i can't do anything if i don't know how they feel

if i could be better at comforting or listening or knowing what to say and when to say it, i could be unstoppable.

"i imagine that sucks" of course it fucking sucks. why did i say that? i could've said an infinite amount of words that would have been better than "i imagine that sucks". it sucks that someone isn't treated well by a family member and that's all you can say. if you're reading this man, im sorry.

i feel disgusting. i hate myself. i don't know where the fuck i was going with this. im sorry. im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry

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Its t!tty Tuesday 🍒 🥵😍