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this is my comic I did for the @spshipcollabo it features the Bunny ship! I had a lot of fun working on this comic, took me a little time to get an idea but I��m so happy with what I came up with and how cute this turned out.

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Tweek 🌻🌻🌻

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bunny commission (with karen!)

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just dont do that

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nobody asked for buff jimmy but here I am to deliver anyway

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can we PLEASE talk more about this gucci KING

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press f to pay respects to da coon, yo

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a continuation of this post i made about tweek collapsing/having a heart attack while out with craig due to all the meth his parents forced him to drink

ANGSTY AF

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“SOMEONE HELP! CALL AN AMBULANCE!” Craig shouted, losing any trace of his cool and calm demeanor.

The boy in his arms wasn’t shaking anymore and Craig’s blood froze. “Tweek? Honey?” he tried to push past the burning in his throat. “Tweek, wake up.” His eyes stung. “Please.”

He didn’t hear the sirens of the ambulance or the shouts of his friends informing him help had arrived. He felt numb. Just hours ago Tweek had been smiling and laughing in his arms, warm and happy and full of life.

He didn’t feel the hand on his shoulder pulling him back but he did feel the hands pulling Tweek out of his arms.

“Don’t touch him!” he snarled, holding Tweek closer against his chest.

His mind was racing and he felt like if he let go of him now he’d be gone forever. No, that’s not going to happen. I won't let it.

“-ude, Craig! They’re trying to help!” Craig recognized Kyle’s voice. He turned to face the redhead and Kyle flinched at the expression on Craig’s face. “You need to let them help Tweek.” He spoke in a very careful voice, like he was talking to a wild animal. Stan was a few feet behind him as well as Clyde and Token, all of them looking out of breath and scared.

Clairity returned to him slowly, and with a start he realized he’d been wasting precious time that could’ve been used to help Tweek. He let out a weak, “R-right,” before allowing the paramedics to lift Tweek out of his arms and place him on a gurney.

Tweek was immediately swarmed with EMTs and Craig felt a rush of panic when he couldn’t see him anymore behind a wall of people. He jumped up and was about to bolt to his side but multiple arms held him back.

“Craig! You’ve got to let them do their job!” Token shouted. 

“He’s gonna be alright, you’ve gotta calm down.” Clyde added, stepping out from behind Token, but from the tears streaming down his face he wasn’t very convincing.

“I need to ride with him in the ambulance, if he wakes up he’ll panic without me there.” The thought of Tweek not only seriously hurt but also afraid and alone conjured something painful and raw in his heart and he couldn’t bear it. It was too much. Like his chest had been sunken in and his breath had been knocked out of him.

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i NEED more butters/mysterion content.. like for how much butters hates mysterious you CANT tell me kenny hasn't noticed how butters is being abused and has visited him at some point making sure butters is alright/ telling off butter’s parents

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@grapehead666 I LIVE FOR THE CREEK ANGST. WHY ARENT THERE FICS WRITTEN ABOUT THIS ITS THE PERF ANGST SCENARIO 

imagine if all of the meth Tweek has been forced to unknowingly drink because of his parents comes to a head one day when he’s walking around with Craig taking sips from his thermos laughing and having a good time when suddenly theres a sharp pain in his chest and he can’t breathe and Craig thinks he’s having a panic attack but really Tweek’s having a heart attack and after a minute Craig can tell this is different and something is very wrong, Tweek can barely speak and his lips are turning blue and Craig’s hands are cupping his face and he’s shouting for someone to call an ambulance, 911, anyone, as he watches his boyfriend get weaker and his eyes flutter close 

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BUTTERS EPISODE BUTTERS EPISODE BUTTERS EPISODE 

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new ship im creating: cartman x butters x kenny