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broflovski-brah · 7 months

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For the ask game: Butters! I can't decide on which questions so... all of them! (Or how ever many you feel like answering.)

oh this should be fun-

My first interpretation of them

Honestly I just felt bad for him. I basically knew him as the kid who got grounded all the time and he seemed sweet enough, he was actually one of my faves from the beginning haha

2. When I think I started to truly like him

Honestly the Fun With Veal episode. And in the Butters’ Bottom Bitch episode where he just kept going ‘do you know what I am saying?’ I just thought it was funny lol

3. A song that reminds me of them

(Kinda a joint one) but You and Me (But Mostly Me) from Book of Mormon is SO Butters and Cartman. Also The Weight of Us by Sanders Bohlke.

4. How many people I ship them with

I don’t really do ships lol, I liked him and Charlotte tho, they seemed cute.

5. My favorite ship of them

Probably him and Charlotte

6. My least favorite ship of them

Him and Cartman. Absolutely him and Cartman.

7. A quote of them I remember

“I’d rather be a crying little pussy than a faggy goth kid anyway.”

8, My favorite outfit on them

Professor Chaos or his Stick of Truth costume

9. My least favorite outfit on them

The bear suit Paris Hilton made him wear in Stupid Spoiled Whore Video Playset. I felt awful for him

10. Describe the character in one sentence

Sunshine boy with horrible family members

11. What’s the first thing I think fo when I think of this character?

His accent. I dunno, I just have a knack for remembering stuff like that lol-I could honestly just listen to his voice all day, it’s soothing for me

12. Sexuality hdc!

I’m torn between him being pan and being straight lol, but I do think he’s on the ace spectrum.

13. My favorite friendship they have

Him and Kenny. Definitely

14. Best storyline they had

Butters’ Very Own Episode. I felt bad for him but it’s one of my favorite episodes

15. Worst storyline they had

Probably in the earlier seasons when he was just used as Kenny’s counterpart for the shows punching bag. Idk, it just felt like he didn’t really have any character or personality back then

16. A childhood headcanon

He lived on a farm for a little bit when he was a baby. They moved from Hawaii to say Oklahoma, then to South Park when he was three. Hence the accent. He also had a pet chick up until he was 7 or so named Toast. His parents made him give the chick away tho

17. What do you think their first word was?

Probably just mama or something. I do have a headcanon he still calls his mom (or his unofficial mother figure) mama sometimes.

18. How do I think he was as a kid?

He was probably really hyper. He subdued when he got older tho because his parents kept grounding him for accidentally breaking stuff when he would run around

19. The most random ship I’ve seen with this character

Butters x Craig. Like ???? They never interacted in the show lol-

20. A weird headcanon

Butters has a huge sweet tooth and if there’s candy or sweets in his vicinity he’ll devour it in an instant and likely suffer from a bellyache later

21. When do I think they were at his happiest?

Probably when he moved out and went to college tbh. He was just happy to get away from his toxic ass family. Or when his grandma finally dies.

22. When do I think he was at his lowest?

I do headcanon that when he’s in middle school he finally snaps. He becomes angry and kinda becomes a bully because he doesn’t feel like he has anyone who cares about him, it’s probably only for a few days at most but he just snaps at everyone, makes fun of everything everyone does, but after a few days Kenny (and maybe Cartman or Kyle) kinda confronts him and he ends up apologizing and trying to find someone to talk to.

23. Future headcanon

I wanna imagine that he lives on a farm, he has a bunch of chickens and goats (his favs) and some cows, pigs, even ducks. He gets a pet dog (a Border Collie) named Waffles. He kinda owns a petting zoo of sorts where younger kids just stop by and he educated them about animals and stuff. He also owns a bakery. He names it ‘Buttery Bliss’ or something

24. What do you think i’d a secret they’ve never told anyone?

Probably the thing with his sphincter and how he has to wear diapers in school sometimes. He probably only told AWESOM-O because he thought it was just a robot. But after that he didn’t tell anyone because he would definitely get made fun of :(

25. When do I think he’s acted the most ooc

Probably in The Worldwide Privacy Tour. Kyle even said ‘this is really out of character for you, Butters.’ so probably that lol, or in Going Native. I mean he literally wanted to kill a bunch of innocent people

26. When do I think they were being “themselves” the most?

Honestly? Probably when he was singing the Loo Loo Loo song, it kinda just showed his cuter side. Or in Cartman Sucks when his parents sent him to the Pray teh Gay Away camp because he was just so oblivious to where he was but still stood up for himself and his friends in the end

27. If they could meet a certain character from a different show/movie/book, who would be the most fun for them to meet?

Hello kitty. This kid would be in HEAVEN if Hello kitty was real. Either Hello kitty or Tails the Fox. Him and Tails are pretty similar. Plus fluffy fox meets sunshine boy, they’d get along-or just him in the pokémon world. Yes.

28. The most unnecessary thing they ever did?

Probably when he was trying to get the Hawaiian tourists killed in war

29. How do I think they’d be as a parent?

Honestly? He spoils the shit out of his kids. He’s a huge pushover, but not to the point where his kids become spoiled brats. He probably exposes them to animals early so he could get them to know what’s good and what isn’t when on the farm. He supports his children, but he’s probably a very sheltering parent if that makes sense. Has no idea what he’s doing at first but eventually gets the hang of it. He loves playing make believe with them, would totally play dress up and such.

30. The funniest scene they ever had?

When he’s Professor Chaos and trying to be all menacing and Dougie has to keep telling him the Simpsons already did his idea and he’s just like ‘aw hamburgers :(‘

Hope this is good!

#south park #butters stotch #leopold ‘butters’ stotch #butters leopold stotch #butters stotch headcanons #south park headcanons #character ask game #skipper speaks #headcanons

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stan-machine-broke · 4 years

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Style oneshot bc I love my boys

Stan absolutely hated school. It was the bane of his existence, he constantly had to wear a fake smile to fit in and act as if the mental battle inside him just wasn’t happening. There was so much going on in his head, so many mental scars that add weight to his day. He looked around the classroom only to see the same people as he always did. Realistically, Stan hoped that there would be something new to look at and observe but there never was. His gaze found its way to Kyle, his best friend. There was always something about him that appealed to Stan so much. Kyle was another level of human - he was smart, helpful, caring, always there for Stan and even quite cute. Sure, there were times where they had their arguments and didn’t speak for a few days but they always patched things up. It was always the case of who would break first, who could go the longest without the other. Albeit it was usually Stan who broke first, both boys had a bond unlike any other in the quiet little mountain town.

“Oi, you are aware you’re staring at the Jew boy, right?” Eric’s voice played over Stan’s thoughts, snapping him back into reality almost instantly. Stan shook his head slightly, before glaring right at Eric. If looks could kill, this one would. “Shut up, dude, I was looking out the window.” Stan knew his excuse wouldn’t be accepted by the overweight boy sitting next to him. Eric simply scoffed before turning his attention back to the lesson at hand. Stan shifted in his seat slightly, he knew that Eric knew of his secret and that probably most of South Park did. Usually, it was easy to hide his bisexuality but ever since Eric managed to hear it through the grapevine, his life has been hell. There was always an anxious feeling in Stan’s stomach that Kyle was going to find out and wouldn’t accept who he was.

The bell rang, signalling the end of class. Students filled the hallways of the High School and made it a nightmare to navigate. Stan waited inside the almost empty class room for Kyle to finish packing his stuff away. Stan was always the type to pack his pen and notebook away halfway through the lesson, or whenever he felt bored enough to stop listening. Despite this, Kyle was the type to pay attention until the very end of the lesson, and to jot down everything the teacher says to ensure that he gets the best grades. Stan was sat on his desk with his foot propped up against what would have been Eric’s desk, his other leg just swinging back and forth aimlessly and his backpack slung onto one of his shoulders.

“Dude, I really don’t know why you pay so much attention in class, Mr Garrison hardly knows what he’s teaching.” Stan said as he and Kyle walked out the room together to join the chaotic hallways. Kyle let out a small giggle, which made Stan’s heart soar. He always thought that Kyle had the best smile and the best laugh, so he made it his mission to make Kyle laugh. “You know why, I gotta get good grades or my mum grounds me. Either that or we move back to Jersey, and that’s a definite no.” It was now Stan’s turn to have a giggle. Both the boys entered the cafeteria where they saw their group of idiots sitting at one of the tables. They were all joking about and throwing meaningless insults at one another, well mostly meaningless.

Both Kyle and Stan went to get their food, which was just processed crap that the lunch staff made. It wasn’t their fault the food tasted bad and was more unhealthy than eating literal dog food. The boys went to their table, which their friends claimed, and had a seat at either side of the table. Stan just stabbed his food with his fork as he listened to Eric speak about something or another. There was little truth to any word he spoke about anything but the others listened anyways as there was nothing better to do.

“Your foods gonna get cold, you know?” Kyle pointed out to Stan, almost starting up a private conversation between the two. Stan hummed in agreeance as he lazily chewed on the food he thought was nothing more than leftovers. With a few small bites, he had had enough food and got up to throw away what was left and leave his tray on top of the bin.

Stan travelled his way through the school. Sometimes he liked to spend some of his lunch hour alone, to figure out who he was. He went to go sit outside, on the steps by the back end of the school. He could faintly hear the music the goths played. There was something about their ways that made Stan want to sit by them, not exactly interact with them but be somewhat associated. He looked at his gloves, they seemed to be a different shade of red. Or maybe they were the same, he never knew. As he looked at them, the thoughts flooded in. He began to think of a life with Kyle, not entirely romantic but a future of some sort.

With Kyle by his side, the future didn’t appear to be as dull as he once thought. A joint apartment between them both, maybe they would get a pet or something for them to look after together. It was the perfect life for Stan, but one thing stood in the way of it all...Kyle. There was no doubt he would move on to college, somewhere out of state and far away from Stan. He could almost cry at the thought of the possibility that Kyle would leave his life. Reality sunk into Stan and he was one more depressing thought away from sitting with the goth kids again. His head fell into his hands as he began to cry at the thought of not having Kyle. Maybe if he told Kyle what he felt inside, then things might go his way. Naivety said Kyle liked him too, romantically, but narcissism said it was doomed from the moment he hit puberty.

“Stan..?” A gentle voice called out, it was Kyle. Stan sniffled a few times, wiped his nose with his jacket sleeve and turned his head to see the worried boy standing in the doorway. There was a moment of silence between the two, before Kyle instinctively wrapped his arms around Stan. Carefully, he rubbed Stan’s arm out of comfort. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?” Kyle asked once more, he was concerned for Stan at this point. It was rare that he said nothing in response. “Kyle, there’s something I need to say to you. And it’s quite important. And I don’t even know if i can tell you but I’m going to.” Stan’s voice was shaken and broken, his sobs engulfing him. He was unsure if Kyle even understood a word he had said. Kyle just nodded, and held Stan a little tighter in support. “Whenever you’re ready, you can tell me.” Kyle spoke gently, hoping that it gave Stan some clarity. He wanted to do anything he could to help his best friend suffer less.

“Okay, okay...so,” Stan took a moment to regain himself, compose himself into being able to say what he needed to, “I’m bisexual. And I’m pretty sure I like you- wait, no, forget that, I’m in love with you dude.” Stan looked at Kyle, with sad almost puppy dog eyes. Something inside him wanted him to believe Kyle was going to say something positive back. But Kyle said nothing, he looked shocked more than anything. “Wait, really? Dude…this is a lot to take in.” Kyle’s words sounded disconnected from him, like he was processing what Stan had said to him, “You...you love me? How long have you known?” Stan looked forwards, towards the playground, “a while. Ever since 9th grade. But before then I knew I had some sort of feelings towards you. And I get that it might freak you out but please don’t leave me, I need you. We can pretend this never happened, no one needs to know this happened, it can be a bad dre-” Stan was cut off by Kyle’s lips on his. Kyle pulled away first, only to have a small laugh at Stan. “You’re this biggest idiot I know, I love you too dude.” Kyle said, “I never spoke up about it because I thought you and Wendy were a thing still.” Stan felt stupid. He had a dumbstruck look on his face, it felt as if he tried to cheat a test and still fail. Wendy helped him throughout his whole identity crisis before he settled for calling himself bi. She gave him a good piece of advice, “a label is as temporary or as permanent as you chose it to be, you are not faking it because you discover more about yourself in the future,” and Stan had always admired her advice. “No, we haven’t dated since, like, 5th grade. She was just there for me when I couldn’t speak to you about it.”

The bell rang again, signalling the end of the lunch hour. Stan looked at Kyle, his eyes still bloodshot red from crying. Kyle took his hand and helped him up, he flung his own bag on his shoulder and picked up Stan’s bag and held it in his unoccupied hand. “Do you wanna ditch and grab some decent food? Cartman would rip you to shreds if you walked in looking like the dogshit you do right now. Still extremely handsome though.” Kyle was willing to ditch class for Stan, and he had done before. “What about your grades? I think your mum would kill you if she found out.” Stan counterpointed. Kyle didn’t care what she thought, he could handle her now. “I don’t care what she thinks, I’m all about you right now.” “Okay, let’s ditch. City Wok or Red Lobster?” “Definitely Red Lobster.” “So, are you my boyfriend now?” “Yes, Stan, yes I am.”

#south park #sp stan #sp kyle #sp style #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #love these boys

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dear-wormwoods · 4 years

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may I ask for a style fanfic rec list? 🥺🥺🥺

I have a couple of requests for this and I’ve been thinking about how to respond, because to be honest, I very rarely read fic these days. And by ‘these days’ I mean like, since 2014. I always have things I intend to read, but then time goes by and I don’t get around to it. So nothing I’m going to rec is new and you’ve probably already read them fkjds.

Anyway, sorry to be predictable by just being like “read Hollycomb’s fics” but...

The Scenic Route - 116k words, should be rated E for the final two chapters (I literally have no idea why it’s rated T on AO3, it was definitely M when I first read it on ff.net years ago)

Summary: The boys embark on a six day road trip to California before separating for college. Cartman is a pain in the ass, Kenny has no future, Butters is in crisis, and Kyle doesn't know how he'll say goodbye to Stan.

Why you should read it: The yearning. This fic is written entirely in Kyle’s POV, and Holly does such a brilliant job of getting into his head and really capturing that feeling of already mourning a friendship/relationship before it’s even over and kind of intentionally setting the bridge on fire to make what is (seemingly) inevitable hurry along, as if that will make it hurt less (it doesn’t). The first six chapters, the actual road trip portion of the fic (where the T rating actually does apply), are where it is at its strongest, and Kyle’s gradual descent into panicky, angry desperation is painfully real. I can’t stress enough how in character everyone is, each retaining recognizable mannerisms and dynamics from canon while still clearly being grown people entering adulthood. There’s a reason this fic is THE Style fic.

Leave the Pieces - 251k words, rated E (though that rating only represents a small portion of such a long fic)

Summary: Stan and Kyle meet as strangers in their mid-twenties, shocked to encounter someone else who can't remember the first ten years of his life. They form an instant connection, but only one person in South Park remembers them, and Kenny can't explain why they disappeared or why the rest of the town forgot them.

Why you should read it: It’s a lengthy epic with supernatural elements, a complicated plot that fits right into the show’s universe, and the kind of love that quite literally transcends time, space, and memory. I can’t explain it much further without giving away the plot, but this behemoth is gut wrenching and powerful. It is equal parts a story about Stan and Kyle finding each other as adults and falling in love despite not remembering who they are, or each other, and a deep exploration into Kenny’s character and his curse. Kenny is really the MVP of the story, despite it initially seeming like “just” a Style fic, and his relationship with Wendy is written beautifully and convincingly. One caveat, though: some parts of this fic... I’m not a fan of. I greatly dislike Cartman/Butters just as a concept, and there were times, particularly in the first half of the fic, where I almost quit reading because of their scenes. I also feel like this fic fell victim to fandom’s earlier tendency to mischaracterize Craig as borderline sociopathic (but in contrast, he’s absolutely perfect in Holly’s oneshot Other People’s Tupperware). However, I’m such a sucker for supernatural memory loss not being able to sever soul connections, and Stan, Kyle, Kenny, and Wendy’s respective journeys more than make up for my reluctance to stomach Cartman/Butters or other comparatively minor issues. And honestly, everything does fall into place as the plot unfolds, so all I can say is... if you hit certain scenes and think ‘wtf IS this??’, just stick it out, the payoff is worth it, especially if you’re looking for high quality Kenny content.

Amalgamation - 78k words, rated T (but should be rated M imo, because there are sex scenes, though they aren’t very explicit, just intimate)

Summary: In 1862, Kyle's family is forced to move from New York to a tiny mining settlement at the foot of Pike's Peak in Colorado. Kyle is sixteen years old and miserable until he meets Stan, a fellow transplant who has been in town for three years. Their feelings for each other are shadowed by the town's haunted history, and for Kyle the local legends begin to feel more like real nightmares.

Why you should read it: I know ‘1860′s gold mining settlement AU’ doesn’t sound very fascinating, but it is. This is another one that’s written in Kyle’s POV and again Holly does a wonderful job of expressing his emotional turmoil, the guilt and shame he feels, his self-righteousness, and the depth of his love for Stan. Everyone is as they would be if the clock was turned back 150 years, made different by the time period and the demands of their circumstances but still obviously recognizable. The old-timey atmosphere and world-building are so seamless and never feels unrelatable. There are also supernatural/ghost/mystery themes in this one and the fear is palpable.

From the Queen of England to the Hounds of Hell - 170k words, rated E, includes major character death (aside from Kenny)

Summary: Ten years after the execution of Terrance and Phillip, the war with Canada has not ended. Stan and most of Kyle's friends are planning to join the army after high school graduation, bound to be drafted anyway. Kyle doesn't believe in the war, but he's not willing to let Stan go without him.

Why you should read it: This is.... a perfect fic, and I don’t say that lightly. It is quite possibly the ONLY perfect fic I have ever read, in any fandom. I can’t actually describe all the ways in which it’s perfect without giving the plot details away, but, God, if you commit to reading just one of the long-ass fics I’m reccing on this list, make it this one. Please. It honestly makes me mad that this one never got the same attention as like, The Scenic Route, or ‘Night School’ did, because it so deserves to be up there. Only Holly could take the concept of the fucking movie and turn it into a completely devastating, bittersweet, epic romance. There is no caveat here, no ‘I loved it except for this and this’, just thorough, soul-crushing perfection. Just... Kyle. God, Kyle. I can’t elaborate, my heart isn’t up to the task. This fic will haunt me for the rest of my life.

The Ascent of Stan - 32k words, rated E, though it is like 95% domestic fluff

Summary: Stan sells his small pest control company and Kyle thinks they should use some of the money to go to Hawaii, where he proceeds to grill Stan about the mid-life crisis that Stan claims he's not having while their kids frolic nearby.

Why you should read it: This one is everything a domestic fic should be. It basically just chronicles the events of a week-long vacation to Hawaii that nearly-40 Stan and Kyle take with their two kids. This one is written fully in Stan’s POV and it works so well... he’s exactly the kind of dad that I imagine he would be, doing his best to provide for and protect his family’s little bubble and resolving to be better than his father while quietly fighting the lingering shadow of his alcoholism and cynicism. There’s no real conflict in this one, just 30,000 words of a very typical family vacation: not exactly blissful, irritating at times, but ultimately the foundation for perfect memories.

Never Change - 115k words, rated E

Summary: Thirteen years after his high school girlfriend's pregnancy upended his life, Stan is still in South Park, working with his partner Bebe as a local cop. They're in the process of investigating a series of possibly connected murders when FBI agent Kyle Broflovski returns to town and informs his old friend Stan that this is his investigation now.

Why you should read it: This is equal parts a murder mystery and a romance. It features exactly the kind of Stan/Kyle situation I hate to think about - a decade-long estrangement of their own making that comes to an abrupt end due to extenuating circumstances. It hurts because of how likely it is to happen that way, and it works especially well in this fic because of Stan’s reluctance to embrace his own bisexuality until he’s nearly 30 and Kyle’s tendency to put up walls to protect himself. Also, Bebe features prominently in this fic, which is always a huge bonus.

Bonus Oneshot Rec:

The Reformation of Fart Boy - 7k words, unrated but probably T, just barely

Summary: Five times South Park has brought Kyle to the brink of sanity and Stan has brought him back.

Why you should read it: I love thinking about the ways in which canon-typical nonsense continues to impact the characters in the long term on a serious psychological level. Kyle has suffered a lot in canon and it’s obvious even in the show that it is gradually changing him and wearing him down, so I really love this fic for focusing on his responses to some of the more traumatic moments, as seen through Stan’s eyes.

I feel sort of guilty only reccing one author for right now, because there are other fics out there that I liked and am planning on revisiting, but this post is long enough as it is. Chances are you’ve already read some or all of these, but they’re my favorites. I reread all of them while making this list, and they still hit me hard after all these years.

#asks #south park #sp style #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #fic recs

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parti-pooper · 5 years

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Headcanons for Stendy Family?

Alright, Anon! The time has come! OvO/ I don’t know if these are the kinds of headcanons you had hoped for - but I hope you can enjoy them anyway. uwu

Stan proposes to Wendy on the night of a wedding reception. Drunk. After puking. With no ring. Seeing his friends get married that day made him get mushy, and so he downed a bunch of liquid luck in the hopes of getting up enough courage to ask her to marry him. He thought it’d be romantic. Cue Wendy having to say nope after watching her beautiful, beloved boyfriend eject his guts and slur, “Wen-dyyy I larvuI lff fugignk larvaruu youuu,, marr meh ples marr meybeb…”

Wendy tells Stan what he did the next morning, and he gets embarrassed as he explains his thoughts last night. Wendy asks if he was genuine, and Stan says yeah, he really was. “Ask me again,” she says. “I don’t know,” he laughs nervously, “I’m kind of scared you’ll say no again.” He pulls at his hair anxiously and averts his gaze, but she grabs his hand and makes him look into her eyes. “Ask me again,” she says, and he can’t deny her. “Okay, uhm… Wendy, I love you. Will you marry me?” He winces, pained, while he waits for her response. She smiles easily. “Yes.”

And that’s how Stan proposed to Wendy, drunk, and then proposed to her again, hungover. Still a better love story than Twilight.

They have a winter wedding. It snows on the day, and so Wendy and Stan both have white flakes in their black hair in all their wedding photographs outside the church. His horrible friends make dandruff jokes, but Stan and Wendy are so happy, they can’t even care. They’re shivering and smiling the whole day long.

Wendy keeps her last name, which Stan is disappointed about after all of those years writing Wendy Marsh in the margins of his notebooks, but he respects her decision.

They honeymoon in Hawaii. They’re a basic bitch couple, at the end of the day. (Butters sets them up, btw. Mahalo Rewards Card, biiitch!)

They were living together even before marriage, so they just continue to live like that for the first year of marriage. It isn’t long before Wendy gets pregnant though (Marsh men move fast, f.y.i., they end up being the first couple in their group of friends to have kids) and they quickly realise that their one-bedroom apartment probably isn’t the best place to raise a kid.

They end up moving to a cramped little house in a different area of their city. Stan wanted to move somewhere with a big backyard and a nearby park and quiet, safe roads for his kid to play in, like back where he grew up. But they had to stay in the city while Wendy finished her PhD.

It’s hard to make ends meet while Wendy’s working on her thesis and a part-time job while pregnant (with all of the discomfort that implies), and Stan’s trying to make enough money for the both of them doing whatever job he can. It’s a very poor time for them. There’s a lot of stress and a lot of arguments break out between them. They go to bed angry sometimes.

…But they always make up eventuality. It’s the hardest nights that make them cling the closest.

Stan and Wendy end up getting two babies for the price of one. They find out they’re having twins, and their stress just doubles.

They work themselves to exhaustion trying to save up enough money for their stork delivery, taking extra shifts at their work. They sleep whenever they’re not working. They forget to eat. Some days, they don’t even see each other. When they do, they can’t even muster the energy to just talk.

Sometimes they forget what it’s all for.

They remember again when Wendy finally gives birth, and they have their beautiful twin daughters. Stan holds one in each arm, and cries the whole time. Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny arrive pretty much instantaneously, being that over-dependent surrogate family they’ve always been to him, and all just hug the ever-loving shit out of Stan and coo over their new nieces.

Wendy gets a visit from all her girlfriends, too. Bebe, Nichole, Red, Heidi, Annie, and more, all come bearing gifts like the Wise Men at Jesus’ birth.

Having twins is no fucking party. Have you ever tried to soothe two babies crying at once? Stan and Wendy can’t take turns; they both have to get up in the night when the babies cry. The sleep deprivation is real, you guys.

Wendy has to take time off from her part-time job due to maternity leave, and she has to finish her thesis from home, so she stays and looks after the twins in the day. Stan goes to work all day, and then he takes over at night when he gets home.

Sometimes Gran’pa Randy and Gran’ma Sharon will take the kids off their hands for a weekend just so that Stan and Wendy can catch up on some fucking sleep. Stan has never loved them more than when they do that.

The twins grow up to be absolute terrors. Neither Stan nor Wendy know where they got their mischievous side from, but boy did they get it. Like, why are they so determined to stick pointy things in power outlets? Why do they constantly want to put small objects in their mouths? Why don’t they want to wear diapers? Why do they like to scream at the top of their lungs when their mom is working? Why do they think the wall is the best place to draw on with crayons? (Uncle Cartman is so proud, btw.)

Stan and Wendy swear up and down that they are never having another one. Never, ever. Nope. Not a single one. Two is more than enough. No.

Two years later, Wendy is pregnant again.

She’s finally finished her PhD though, so they think it’s finally time to move to that huge house with the big backyard in a nice neighbourhood like they always talked about.

“No, Stan, we’re not getting a dog too. We barely just got the girls potty-trained, and we still have to take them out on leashes. That’s all the dog we need right now.”

She gives birth to their son, Thomas, not long after. And thank goodness, he inherited his father’s quietness and is not as unnecessarily loud as his sisters. He also inherited his father’s sensitivity, however, and he cries at near-anything. A very fussy baby. He lives in his daddy’s arms, and he is literally, actually scared of his own shadow. His big sisters bully him a lot.

But they won’t allow anyone else to bully him. Like their mom, they stand up against any tyranny (that isn’t their own). Also like their mom, they are ferociously intelligent, and their parents fear them for it.

All three children have the same black hair and blue eyes as their mom and dad and grow up to be the absolute spit of their parents.

When Stan and Wendy look at their children, they quite literally forget all those years of hardship they went through; because what is that suffering, now, compared to this bliss?

Stan is such a sappy dad, in fact, that he writes songs about his children, for his children, and sings to them on his guitar.

Then the girls try to steal his guitar and almost break it with their careless strumming because they can’t appreciate nice things when they’re, what, six? Seriously, Stan, what did you think would happen?

But they quiet down and listen when Stan sings them a lullaby at bedtime.

Also, Stan is a pretty big push-over. His kids just need to bat their baby blues at them and he’s wrapped ‘round their tiny fingers. An ice-cream? You got it, honey. A pony? Anything for you, sweetie. What’s that, now? The assassination of the US president? Just hold on, cupcake, I’m on my way to D.C. right now.

I swear, Wendy “Don’t Fucking Test Me” Burger is the only force keeping that family from falling to the whims of their terrible twins and the wants of their infant son.

She makes sure they brush their teeth and eat their greens and look both ways before crossing the street. She has full folders of their medical and dental history organised in chronological order. She already has a college fund set up for all three kids that she keeps money flowing into monthly. She helps them with their homework (mostly Thomas, the girls do fine on their own). She’s a fucking scary force of nature, man.

…But maybe she lets Stan get that dog one day.

Uncle Kyle, Uncle Cartman, and Uncle Kenny visit often, and bring their own kids when they have them too. They reminisce while watching their children run around, playing and fighting, like they all used to do as kids. And they spoil Stan and Wendy’s children absolutely fucking rotten, and that doesn’t fucking help, guys, stop bringing the girls candy when we’re trying to teach them that locking their baby brother in the pantry is bad!!

Anyway, they’re a beautiful fucking family. I’m happy for them.

#south park #sp stendy #stendy #stan marsh #wendy testaburger #thanks anon! <3 #these probably weren't worth the wait;#but i hope they're worth something to you

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Ok um I don't know anything about farms But I want 1920ish farm boys Kenny and Butters bunny au so let's pretend I know stuff It’s long so it’s under the cut (also I drew art for it here!)

So, everyone lives in a small rural farming community in the middle of fucking nowhere, and it's like 1920-30ish?? Like, phones exist, cars exist, but I don't want to deal with the great depression (cuz i know that was bad for farmers).

(Background)(im using this to break up how fucking long this is) The Stotch's have a very big and prosperous farm. They have lots of workers employed (and Butters used to play villains and super heroes and enlist the workers as his minions of chaos when he was little). While Mr. & Mrs. Stotch don't do much farm work themselves (more just managing the workers) they make Butters work to "build character". He receives private tutoring so he can successfully inherit the family farm Butters favorite work to do is taking care of the dairy cows, and he probably got the nickname Butters for being good at churning butter by hand or some shit. He probably makes really nice pastries and things with the fresh ingredients. They live in a nice big southern house and have a respectable place in the community.

Unlike the Stotchs, the McCormicks just have a small family run farm. Their crops/animals aren't very good and they don't make a lot of profit off them. They're looked down on by the community for being drunks, having no education, etc. Kenny goes to public school not cuz he has to or his parents want him to, but because he wants to be better than them. He takes Karen with him so she can have more options in life and maybe move out of the shit town. Also the McCormicks definitely grow weed (and Stephen Stotch tries so hard to get them caught for it, but Butters always calls their house to give them a heads up).

(bunny stuff starts here) Butters doesn't leave the property much except to go into the main town with his father or mother every so often for church or to check out the shops or make a delivery. He's friends with Eric who lives next to him (though a decent ways away still taking the size of the farm lands into account). Kenny also lives next to him (another reason Stephen doesn't like them is because he thinks they sneak into his fields and steal his crops, but rest it's just Butters giving shit away).

The first time Butters realized he has another neighbor his age (like 8yo) he wanted to be friends but his father wouldn't let him, but he'd still sneak out sometimes to spend time with Kenny. It was never much and despite the "Romeo and Juliet" vibe, and they never got that close in the end. Butters got more busy with his tutoring and farm work that he slowly stopped sneaking over to visit (like 11yo).

Once Butters grew to be a teenager (16 maybe) he was taking a walk and ended up a familiar path that went along the edge of the McCormick farm and of course he sees Kenny fucking chopping wood or some gay ass shit and he's staring cuz holy shit he got HOT. Butters doesn't even realize these bi feels but suddenly he reeeeally wants to go to public school and he begs and begs his parents till they give in. And now Butters gets to see Kenny a lot more often. Not every day cuz Kenny doesn't always show up, but way more than he saw him before.

The tan and the muscles Kenny gets from working on the farm BOIII Butters can't deal with these strange feelings.

He finds out Kenny kind of grew to dislike him because he though he was the same as his family and the reason he stopped visiting was because he's grown to dislike the McCormicks too. But Karen meets Butters and gets excited because he's the one who always calls to let them know about Stephen trying to get them caught for weed crimes (Kenny doesn't like Karen to be outside working a lot so she's usually inside and is the one to answer the house phone).

(bunny intensifies) Over time they get closer, hang out with Cartman, Kyle, and Stan too. But it ends up being just the two of them quite often. Sometimes they all smoke weed and get up to dumb shit like skinny dipping in the lake at night, and Butters doesn't realize how obvious his stares at Kenny are. Especially when Kenny steps out of the water and Butters goes beet red but doesn't realize he should probably look away. Butters thinks every scar and freckle and tan line is fucking gorgeous, meanwhile Kenny can't stop thinking of running his hands up and down Butters' smooth skin.

Neither asks the other out, they just kind of slowly tumble down this hill of getting more and more intimate, touches lingering, eyes meeting, and the space between them closing at their lips.

They have to sneak around, it would be bad in an innumerable amount of ways if they were caught with their hands all over each other, so they sneak and hide and it's exciting and Butters can't help his giggling as Kenny grabs his hand and pulls him off behind the general store to kiss him senseless.

They end up spending a lot of time in the hayloft on the Stotch farm, Butters doesn't have to worry about his parents going up there, but he can still hear them if they call for him. Kenny doesn't have to worry about anyone coming for him if he's not home. Sometimes he even sleeps in the loft if he doesn't want to go back that night. The smell of hay isn't exactly romantic but they get used to it. You can't be picky in choosing make-out spots when if literally anyone in this shitty small farm town caught you it would be the town gossip for months. If Stephen heard anything about Butters just spending time with a McCormick he'd be fucked, so any public time they spend together has to be under the cover of the other three boys too. (sad stuff) Kenny sees bruises and marks on Butters skin for the first time and knows exactly what they are from. They're making out in the loft and Kenny's hands wander and Butters urges him on without thinking. And Kenny's rough hands slide his shirt up only to suddenly stop when he sees ugly purple bruises blooming on butters ribs. And Butters is embarrassed, trying to hide them, he doesn't want that part of his life to exist in this perfect bubble he feels he's in when he's with Kenny. But Kenny can see these aren't new and Butters has been hiding these marks from him from the beginning and he gets so angry. He wants to go fight Stephen right there but he sees the way Butters sits in a tighter ball and won't look at him and immediately calms himself down because the last thing he'd ever want to do is scare his boyfriend more. And they just sit there in the loft together, Kenny's hand rubbing soft circles, occasionally playing with Butters hair until he falls asleep in his arms. They both feel so lucky and happy to have each other, even if they're the only ones who know it. (Harvest Dance!!) There's an annual Harvest Dance held at the town hall which includes food and games and all kinds of things, it's one of the town's best events and pretty popular for couple's. Butters really wants to go with Kenny, so Karen helps out in lending Butters a dress and things to turn him into the "new girl passing through town" Marjorine. Some of the guys are even a little jealous that McCormick of all people managed to win her over and take her to the Harvest Dance. And Kenny is so so SO openly flirtatious and he can't stop holding her hand and wrapping his arm around her waist, holding her close for all the dances. He doesn't care how it looks, what does his reputation have to lose? And Marjorine? She will be gone after the Harvest Dance has finished. Whatever the town's people think of her won't matter. They've never been more free than now.

(gets a little nsfw over here now) (It's gonna get dirty now so let me also add in that they've been together over at least a year now, getting closer over time and progressing in their relationship didn't happen overnight so they're like 17-18 possible even 19 depending on how the bday timeline is):

They sit down after a couple dances to eat and Kenny can't stop sneaking his hand up Marjorine's thigh, under her dress. And although Marjorine might be able to keep herself composed, Butters sure can't. He's getting a boner and the last thing he needs is anyone seeing THAT under his dress and becoming suspicious of who exactly this "girl passing through" is. Kenny is such a trouble maker he knows exactly what he's doing.

Marjorine says she needs some fresh air and drags Kenny off with her. It's night by now, and behind the town hall are a couple picnic tables and trees. It's not very well lit, but they see another couple getting handsy nearby thought it's too dim to tell who. And also they don't much care who it is because right now it's just Kenny and some girl no one knows shoved up against the side of the building. And Butters pulls Kenny flush against him, their limbs tangling as they grind against each other. Butters heart is going a mile a minute, he's so excited he wants to be seen, he wants to be caught. Because right now he's Marjorine and no one can tell him what to do. He's not Stephen Stotch's son, there's no one to report to if he's seen getting humped by the McCormick boy.

Kenny's absolutely intoxicated with how confident and bold Butters is being that night, he's so noisy with his moans as Kenny grinds against him and mouths at his neck, occasionally biting and sucking hickies into his perfect, soft skin, the only marks Kenny ever wants to be left on him. Butters will have to wear a bandanna around his neck for a couple of days but it's worth it it's so so worth it. And he'd probably look cute in it to top it off.

Butters' clinging to Kenny so hard as they grind up against eachother, he's panting loudly in Kenny's ear and it's driving him crazy. They don't last long, they haven't been fooling around for very long so neither can hold it together. Kenny keeps his mouth occupied whether it's on Butters' neck or lips because he doesn't want to risk moaning out his name and getting caught, meanwhile Butters is letting Kenny's name fall from his lips like it's the only string of sounds he knows.

Eventually they both cum and are left panting against each other. They regain their breath and slowly make their way back to Kenny's where Butters changes back into his clothes and they walk hand in hand to the Stotch farm where Kenny sends Butters off with a kiss and a promise to see him tomorrow.

(thats all for now) Okay wow that was a fucking LOT. This is the revised version but it's really not that far off from what I originally wrote (which was just a shit ton of messages to Austin while he was asleep cuz I was high and thinking about fucking farm boy??? bunny au). Kinda inspired by @/silkyskiies bunny drawing with Butters in overalls. That drawing snatched my heart. Flirtatious gay ass farm/gardener looking Butters owns my dick. I'm looking at the pic again and wanting to make more aus like what if Butters was a gardener, like flower shop au except it's a whole ass gardening store. I need to stop before I go off cuz I will and this post is long enough. If u like shit like this be sure to tell me or I’ll probably think no one is interested.

#sp bunny #kiwitalks #text #sp kenny #sp butters #long #au #hcs #butters stotch #kenny mccormick #bunny #farmer au #kenny #butters

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FanFic - Everyone Loves Butters - Part Three, Kyle Broflovski

Kyle Broflovski was angry. This was nothing new, in and of itself, but never before had he felt so twisted, so perplexed by his own rage. By all accounts he should be happy; He was dating a… well perhaps amazing would be going a bit too far, but his boyfriend, Eric, was sort of perfect for him. To top it all off his boyfriend’s other boyfriend, Butters, was absolutely adorable and just the sweetest person you could ever meet. It didn’t even bother him that he was, essentially, sharing Eric with another guy, because it just worked so well between the three of them. Perhaps somewhere in the back of his mind he always assumed that eventually he and Butters would share the same closeness. He was looking forward to it.

Then Butters went and started dating Kyle’s best friend instead, and it was like the entire world dropped away. So maybe he’d been a bit too wrapped up in his new relationship with Eric and took it for granted that Butters would, in time, come to him. He never expected that in the interim Butters would go to Stan Marsh, of all people. Don’t get him wrong, he loved his super best friend to bits, even if they had drifted apart a great deal, but he was so completely… straight. Kyle had no idea that Stan even considered other guys, let alone that he’d ever actually date one. Let’s just say that maybe Kyle would’ve had a lot more to think about if he’d known that particular card was on the table. So here he was, not exactly alone, but minus one best friend and one potential boyfriend. Or maybe it was two potential boyfriends. That was a can of worms he’d never wanted to open, but now that he knew Stan was interested in men he couldn’t help but start to unpack all the complex emotions he’d kept bottled up. It was so much easier when he could just tell himself it was impossible and call it a day. Eric was, of course, no help at all. When Kyle had tried bringing it up with him he’d just laughed victoriously, claiming he’d always known the two had “big gay fucking boners for each other”. His advice to just drop to his knees and blow Stan was less than practical, and overall Kyle regretted ever bringing it up in the first place. At least he was able to get one somewhat useful piece of information out of the whole ordeal - Butters had apparently spoken about him to Eric before, in a positive light. When Eric had let that slip he immediately tried to cover it up, and refused to elaborate, so Kyle would hazard a guess that it wasn’t just a casual conversation between the two. This tiny hint, as small and inconclusive as it was, left him feeling like there might be a glimmer of hope. The logical thing to do would be to talk to them, either both together or individually, so of course Kyle didn’t do that at all and instead chose to let his bitterness simmer. He knew he was being stupid, and his relationships with everyone involved were suffering for it. Even Eric, who found it funny at first, was starting to get sick of his perpetual irritation and had told him on more than one occasion to shut the fuck up and just do something about it. He and Stan were further from being friends than ever before, and barely spoke beyond a stiff hello if they ran into each other at school. However it was poor Butters who was suffering the most. The little blonde adored Kyle, leaving him confused and hurt when the red head started going out of his way to avoid him. Up to that point the two had gotten on astonishingly well, and were on their way to the closeness Kyle had desired, before he abruptly cut off all contact. *** It was lucky that Butters wasn’t the sort of person to just let things go when he felt like something was wrong with a friend. It was also lucky that Eric wasn’t the sort of person who gave a shit about keeping secrets when they were inconveniencing him, and the second Butters came to him in tears about Kyle’s behaviour he spilled without hesitation. Partly because he was legitimately upset to see his boyfriend crying, but also because he was so very over all the drama. He was mildly irritated that he had to reassure a sobbing Butters that Kyle didn’t, in fact, hate him and wasn’t going to force Eric to break up with him. As if he would ever let anyone control his life like that anyway. There were some guilty feelings swirling around for breaking Kyle’s confidence, but he quickly stamped them down. If it meant Butters was going to make a move to end the relationship stalemate then he would take whatever fallout came his way. Actually pinning Kyle down for long enough to have any sort of discussion with him proved to be the real challenge, and in the end Butters had to go to Stan for help. Stan had opened up a lot more about his feelings for Kyle over the course of his relationship with Butters, so the other was fully aware that they were both in love with the red head. It was only natural that they should work together on this, especially since Kyle was being so ridiculously difficult about the whole thing. It was Stan’s suggestion that they trick Kyle by asking Kenny to message him to meet at Stark’s Pond after school. Neither wanted to lay a trap like that, feeling sneaky and underhanded, but it seemed to be the only way to get close enough to the other boy to actually talk to him. So when Kenny enthusiastically agreed, also sick of the tension between his friends, they went ahead with their plan. *** “What the fuck is this!?” He should’ve known something was up when Kenny sent him a text asking to meet, being all shady about why and refusing to answer any questions. Though he’d thought maybe he just needed help with something embarrassing or illegal, not that it was a set up to force him to talk to the two people he’d been trying so hard to avoid. Huffing angrily he spun on his heel and went to leave. “Stop running away Kyle!” Stan yelled, while Butters stood off to the side awkwardly shuffling his feet, “You’re acting like such a piece of shit! What the hell is your problem?” The volatile red head stormed up to his former best friend and jabbed him in the chest aggressively with his pointer finger, “What’s my problem!? I fucking miss you, you asshole!” “Well you’ve got a funny way of showing it fucktard!” “Uh, fellas, maybe we should calm down a bit…” Butters spoke up in a quiet voice, unheard by the two warring friends. “Well excuse the fuck out of me for getting sick of watching you push me away. The only reason you’re noticing now is because it’s on my terms, not yours.” His green eyes were sparkling with unshed tears now as everything he’d been keeping hidden suddenly became raw and exposed. Stan put his hands up placatingly, trying to diffuse a situation that had gotten quickly out of control, “Kyle, that’s—“ “And then I find something else that’s just mine, someone who makes me forget that I fucking lost you, and you just come barging in, all stupid and attractive and take that away from me too!” “What, I don’t understand, I… Is this about Cartman?” “No it’s not fucking about Eric, you stupid ass fucker! I’m talking about Butters! I fucking love him! I loved you, and I love him, but fuck me right! Fuck!” Kyle covered his face with his arms and screamed wordlessly into his shirt sleeve, tears flowing freely now, emotions overwhelmed. “Kyle…” Butters hurried over and embraced the sobbing boy, “Shhhh, it’s okay, we love you too. We love you so much. Just cry buddy, let it all out.” “How did this get so fucked up?” Kyle asked in a tiny, deflated voice. “I dunno dude, we just suck at talking to each other.” Stan joined the others, wrapping them both up in his strong arms, “We’ll get better at it, I promise.” As he stood there, by the cold pond, warm in the arms of his loves, he started to think that maybe things would work out after all. They would figure it out together.

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“Put It Down” Review (Spoilers and this is a little long!)

So, I saw S21 E02.

For the past week, my stomach has been churning over what the outcome of this episode would be.

…and I was NOT disappointed.

Holy fucking shit. Let’s just…break this down.

-The introduction

Tweek going up and just BANGING his hands on the piano and screeching may be the biggest laugh I’ve gotten since Wendy described what Yaoi was back in season 19. Not only is it incredibly relatable to anyone suffering from major anxiety problems or stress, but it’s so Tweek.

Stan got a couple lines. I don’t know about y’all, but I am proud of him. In all seriousness, have we just…forgotten about Stan while making room for Randy. He’s one of those jokes that…I don’t know, he’s kinda depressing anymore. In “White People Renovating Houses”, Sharon’s blank expressions and his attitude towards Daryl…I didn’t really get why the joke was funny. I mean, I got the melodrama, but it didn’t get much of a laugh out of me. Why wasn’t Stan or Shelly included? It would have been way funnier to see their reactions to their father. We need to focus on the kids reacting to the madness around them. Not focusing on just the adults doing the madness.

In short—bring back Stan’s reactions and opinions! Oh, and Kyle and Kenny. Especially Kenny. I can’t remember the last time he got attention, either.

Craig calling Tweek “honey” and “babe” while no one was around. This is no longer fake dating. We don’t know if it started off as such, but this relationship has gone way past “for the town” shit. In fact, the only person who really talks about homosexuality is Tweek’s father, which is pretty much just a running joke (because Mr. Tweak is a terrible dad).

-Cartman’s suicide campaign.

Okay, so this is basically the B plot of the episode and…it shows. Normally, the Cartman’s storylines are the ones I prefer in South Park episodes, but not only did it feel kind of forced, but it wasn’t very funny. Honestly, watching a smart girl like Heidi being manipulated by this psycho is hard to sit through. As someone who has known people in these relationships and had a friend who threatened suicide if I was going to abandon them, this hits hard.

I’m not saying it is a bad idea to delve into this issue as it is becoming more public, especially online, but Matt and Trey could really piss off a lot of the fans if they take this too far. South Park has always been about pushing the limit, but they also know how much their show has helped countless individuals who struggle with depression, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts. The honesty of the show gives many people hope that the world isn’t just filled with passive morons or people who believe you need to be a certain type of person. If they attempt to harshly mock this spectrum, the show’s rating could potentially plummet to the point of them only being able to make the next two seasons that they signed on for after this one.

I do think if they show both sides, the people that are seriously suicidal and people like Cartman who desire attention as well as manipulating people, it could be successful. If they can phrase the moral correctly, I think this season could come out as one of the absolute best. If they only wanted it for this episode, I can see why they would choose to go onto a different storyline for the season since there is plenty of other issues to delve into. Still, if it’s a storyline they are going to tackle, I hope they know what they are getting into.

-Tweek’s cupcakes.

I finally lived to see Tweek covered in frosting and baking ingredients. Life—is good.

-Trump.

Now, as Matt and Trey explained, while they are still going to joke about Trump, they didn’t want it to be the focus of the season of even every episode. Here, the joke worked perfectly. It was less about Trump and more about Tweek being in a situation that he has no control over, no matter how hard he tries to fix it. (The joke about no one caring about Hillary made me snort so loud my nose hurt. Equal playing field. Thank God.)

-Fidget spinners.

Considering all the previews and screenshots were showing fidget spinners, most fans thought the small devices would be the focus of the episode. And, call me crazy, I’m kinda glad it was just a funny joke about how they don’t necessarily help people.

The devices are used for kids with ADHD (or if they have some sort of issues paying attention), who need to keep their hands moving if they’re in class or trying to focus on something. Using it as a calming device is a myth and the show accurately showed just how people rely on them a little too much.

-Children getting hit by cars.

I have to admit, the shot of that first kid getting hit was oddly chilling. Mostly because of how accurate it parodies commercials. What’s even better is that his death wasn’t a joke. It was something the whole school (not counting Cartman) banded together to pay their respects too. Later, the other deaths became more of a joke, but what’s incredible is how they manage to tie this B plot with the A plot. But more on that later.

(GODDAMN THEY KILLED A LOT OF KIDS THIS EPISODE WTF)

-Tweek in Craig’s room.

OKAY. This was FUCKING hilarious. Watching Tweek without any problem or pretense heading into Craig’s room only to scream out his fear was another huge laugh I got from this episode. The fact that besides being a little disgruntled (the poor kid just woke up), Craig is hardly surprised by the appearance and action, meaning this happens A LOT.

And Craig’s space stuff EVERYWHERE. Matt and Trey knew EXACTLY what they were doing.

-The creek date

The argument between Craig and Tweek was some of the best writing I’ve ever scene. Not only are they fighting like an actual couple would in this situation, but while watching it the first time, I understood Craig’s frustration and couldn’t see what Tweek wanted. However, once the true solution of what Tweek’s needs is explained, I finally understood.

When it comes to emotion vs. logic, the friction is unstoppable. Personally, I am usually a logical person. I take into account as many options and facts as I can find and then make my conclusions. However, when I have no information or things are out of my control, my emotional side takes over and I begin to panic. Once I understood this opposition was the problem, I realized what the episode was saying.

Tweek’s not being unreasonable and Craig isn’t being uncaring. They are both frustrated because Tweek doesn’t know how to make himself feel better and Craig doesn’t know how to help him. Which leads to my next point.

-The message.

When Heidi makes her statement about emotions, the writing is very good and allowing her to speak about the issue, but also having it relate to creek’s storyline without even addressing said storyline before the following scene. It works on both accounts. It’s once again sad to see Heidi following after Eric because, as most of us would agree, she deserves better (or at least revenge).

Moving on, Craig’s understanding of the situation doesn’t paint him as the bad guy who needs to apologize. Instead, he realizes what the best course of action is to take to help his boyfriend. And without hesitation, he does. It shows that Craig learned a lesson about compromise. That sometimes other people need to work through things in a different way than Craig might be used to working through them. That can be a hard concept for even some adults.

And may I just say, the fact that Tweek was using the (FOUR?!) fidget spinner idea to attempt to calm himself was so very sweet. Even though he probably knew it wouldn’t work, he still tried for Craig. Even after that huge fight. It expresses the stability of their relationship, even when things are painfully tense.

Craig helping to guide Tweek to his own epiphany was brilliant. He wasn’t treating Tweek like an idiot. That’s what Tweek needed. Someone can go up and tell you what you need. But that’s not the same as figuring it out for yourself. Once Tweek had a moment to let out his fear and talk it out (rather than people distracting him or just telling him to be quiet), his mind cleared up and the solution for what would make him feel better was his own idea. Craig didn’t need to be a fixer, he needed to be a supporter. And although he didn’t realize it before then, his heart was still in the right place.

Many people have said that Tweek and Craig may be the most accurate, stable homosexual couple ever (or at least for 2017) and I highly agree. Since they’re kids, it takes the physical aspect out. I never felt the need to see them kiss (maybe a hug would’ve been nice) because it was about their feelings, not their attraction to one another. They have a mutual respect of love for each other that was tested in this episode. Their fight wasn’t “petty” or “forced”. It was natural, like a disagreement any couple could face.

If this is the kind of amazing messages, character moments, and wonderful humor we are really in for, I am definitely looking forward to going down to South Park this season. Well done, Matt and Trey.

#south park spoilers #sp spoilers #creek #south park #sp #thanks for pushing on through this #I had a lot of thoughts pft

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comeondowntosouthparkrpg-blog · 6 years

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out of character info Name/Alias: Sam Pronouns: She/Her Age: 24 Timezone: EST Activity: 9 Triggers: n/a Password: Dildo >.> Character that you’re applying for: Dahveed Favourite ships for your character: thot me up in character info Full name: David Antonio Rodriguez Birthday: September 21st Sexuality, gender, pronouns: ‘Heterosexual’, male, He/Him Age and grade: 18, senior Appearance: David grew up into a rather large young man, standing currently at six foot, two inches. That’s not the only place he’s large, however (mind out of the gutter, people). David broad in the shoulders and arms, everything from taking much of the heavy stocking off his parents shoulders to the weight lifting and exercise that came from soccer practice. Aside from that, David also has dark brown eyes, dark brown hair and of course, darker skin than his peers, though the cloudy mountain town tends to keep him a little less so than he’d like to be. Maybe he His hair often tends to be styled simply, perhaps a bit of gel in the morning post shower to keep it from falling into his eyes and give a bit of volume. He had an unfortunate shaggy look in the earlier years of high school that he’d like to avoid from ever happening again. Style wise, David keeps it fairly simple with blue jeans and tee shirts, topped off with his well worn leather jacket that’s excellent for keeping the warmth against his body to combat the early permanent chill in the mountain town. On the odd day, he’ll dress a little oddly. He’s rather fond of all the horrific male trends, for the laugh. Such as male rompers, denim everything, and Nike samples with flip flops. Someone stop him. Mind, he looks fabulous in Lola’s skirts. On top of it all, David recently got a sleeve tattooed on his arm. Because of this, his mother is currently disappointed in him and has probably beaten him with a slipper. Personality:  Buy and large, David is a hard working young man with a heavy focus on work ethic. It had been burned into his brain from a young age to work hard. Because of this, David tends not to stress about much. He’d burned up all the capacity to do so when he was a child, and tends to be fairly chill young man. That’s not to say his temper doesn’t come out on occasion. He does a good job handling it, mostly by just letting shit go because by now he’s seen so much crap working in a restaurant that it doesn’t bother him. But on the rare occasions it does come out, it comes out with a vengeance. Though he does an excellent job of calming it down, there’s just some things that can cause David to really want to throw a punch. Usually when someone tries to ask him to ride his tiny bicicleta. Most often, David is calm and down for a laugh. He’s also got the habit of trying to fatten up those around him with his own cooking experiments. He takes great pride in his work, both cooking and managing. He wants to prove to his parents that whenever they’re ready to step back and retire, David is there to take over should they still have the restaurant. It’s something he wants to continue in the future, build the family business into something bigger. Along with being a fairly laid back dude, he’s also a bit of party boy. He enjoys a good rager, and often tends to be a bit of a male harlot when it comes to women. On the odd occasion the company of another man as well, all things considered. He tends to be open to try anything once, for example his sometimes strange fashion choices. History: David was born in Boise, Idaho and spent the first half of his life so far there. He and his parents lived in a small two bedroom apartment, working the small family restaurant they had there. However, times weren’t all to good, and business at the restaurant slowed. When the opportunity to sell the location arose, David’s parents had jumped on the opportunity and took it to the new and hip upcoming South Park. Business was well when they moved, despite the small stagnant period that game during the Yelpocalypse. David had made fast friends with Kyle and Stan, though as of late he wasn’t as close with them as he once was. No hard feelings, as life often got in the way of things. As David grew older, his responsibilities at his family’s restaurant grew. From bus boy to manager. Between work, school and the soccer team, David didn’t have too much time to do as much socializing as he sometimes would like.  Though for senior year, his parents are currently allowing him a little less work in order to focus on his studies. Not that he’s going to listen, instead wanting to enjoy his last year with his peers having a good time. Sample paragraph: David loved kids. He had cousins back in Idaho he loved to bits and pieces when he got the chance to see them. But there were occasions wherein David absolutely loathed them. Such as now, a birthday party of them seated with ribbons and balloons, gifts and paper cups of disgustingly coloured juice. Little paper hats with baubles, and drool flying out their mouth as they screamed sugar fuelled screams. It was the Sunday lunch rush, where most every adult was nursing some sort of hang over and staring down the exhausted looking mother trying to manage the group of grade schoolers. She looked just shy of giving up, and David wondered just how much trouble he’d get in if he poured her a shot from the top bar to try to put some perk back into her. David felt sorry for himself for having to serve the hellions who were making an absolute mess of the place they sat. But more importantly he felt sorry for her. Watching from behind the bar, pouring glasses of water for other customers and fraying accordingly, he watched as one of the children flicked a massive glob of hot sauce directly at her bosom. The hemline of her lovely white blouse stained red as it dripped down onto it and between her cleavage. She looked up, panicked and searched around to see if anyone had seen that. As her eyes met David’s, her whole face went a shade of red to rival the sauce. The young man bit back a smile, worried it would send the message that he was laughing at her. When it was honestly just the whole situation of it all. But, he figured he’d do her a solid. Turning to the bottles on the wall, he pulled down the bottles of blue curaçao and Polar Ice. With both hands he poured half an once into a shot glass and topped it off with a squirt of lime and placed it on the tray nestled amongst the glasses of ice water. As he delivered them, David made his to the table of tiny children and slipped the shot on the table beside her subtly. With a gentle nudge, he got her attention and met her eyes again. Such a beautiful shade of amber, he couldn’t help but think. He glanced down at the shot quickly and sent her a playful wink. “Thank you,” she whispered, picking the glass up and downing it quickly. She clearly had experience in that, and David couldn’t help a fleeting fantasy of what she must have looked like five or six years ago in college. Throwing on a charming smile, David nodded in acknowledgement before turning away with another wink. Headcanons: * Has a thing for milfs ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ * specifically cartmans mom * his best friend is his cousin Jessica, on his fathers side * Calls her the Hispanic rent a tart * Slicks his hair back on occasion to rock a greasers vibes

Anything else: I’m sorry. His history sucks and I’m not adding more bc I don’t want too. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#David Rodriguez #Application #submission

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Kyman #7!

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7. “What is all that shouting about?”

The past few days have been weird whenit came to hanging out at the Broflovski residence.

Walking into the living room would sendyou biggest chill. Stan was certainly feeling it, clutching onto thecards in his hand like one move could make it or break it. Kenny waswatching his friend out of the corner of his eye and he wanted tolaugh but he kept his mouth in place.

This wasn’t the first time Kylelet his emotions get the best of him, and Kenny knew that the scowlon his face meant one thing:

Cartman was being an ass.

The reasoning wasn’t a surprise.

Kennycould have figured it out since that same face has been on repeatsince their elementary days – where Cartman would have saidsomething questioning and Kyle would get his balls twisted about it.However, Kenny knew that the two of them have been on-off,relationship speaking, for the last couple of years.

Leave it to highschool for people to show their true colors.

Kenny knew that Cartmanhad always been craving that sweet dick in his ass, but when Kylecame around, it was a shocker for everyone. Of course, not forCartman, the one person who had been secretly waiting for that dayfor all of his life.

Now, Cartman must have been doingsomething wrong, because Kyle was sneaking glares at him while theyplayed Humanity. Kenny smiled to himself.

Talkabout being an open book.

“Areyou going to pick a card, Stan?” Cartman was growing impatient. Heuncrossed his legs while he reached for the Dr. Pepper on his rightside. Kyle was watching him, green eyes in flurry of annoyance.

“I’mstuck between two of them, shut the fuck up.” Stan huffed. He justtook the middle card out of the pile and threw it down.

“Takingyour time, of fucking course. You should be lucky we’re not playingwith the five second rule. Alright, ’What gives me uncontrollablegas…‘” Cartman said, reaching for the pile.

Hepulled the first card and smiled widely at what it said.

“Adog on acid? It reminds me of your dog, Stan.”

“Dude,seriously? Don’t talk about Sparky like that.” Stan muttered. Kennylaughed and Kyle didn’t seem fazed. Cartman noticed this and coughed.

“Okay, next one. ’Ten buckets of rotten KFC.‘” Cartman glared at thefriend group. “Okay I know for sure this was the Jew’s pick.”

“Justbecause it mentions KFC, which you eat almost everyday already?”Kyle snapped.

Kenny and Stan exchanged glances, the aura heavier.Cartman lifted his eyebrows at this.

“Youjust tell with some cards, and this has you written all over it.”

“Canyou just get on with the game, fatass? You’re stalling.” Kyle said.

Cartman was about to read out loud the next card, but he paused,looking at Kyle who was just fascinated with his own pile. Thesilence grew as Cartman didn’t break his stare, and Kyle turned hishead.

“…what?”

“Whythe hell are you going to invite us over when you’re a dildo theentire time?”

Stan’sface grew pale at the inevitable shit-storm that was to come. Kennybit his lower lip down and watched Kyle’s face grow into somethingpractically unrecognizable.

“You’recalling methe dildo?” Kyle shifted himself closer to Cartman, throwing hispile on the floor. “That’s fucking hilarious. You should knowbetter than me, you’re always up someone’s ass!”

“Jesus,get the sand out of your vagina!” Cartman yelled back. “And asfar as I can see, you’re the biggest dildo I’ve ever seen! Tell meKyle, how does it feel to be so abused?”

Kyle’s face grew redder by the second. Someone called from the other side ofthe house, probably Sheila.

“What’s all that shouting about?”

“…I’m going to get some air.”Kyle took a breath and got up, walking outside.

Stan and Kenny passed annoyed glances towards Cartman, who was just clutching the cardswith his anger barely withheld. Kenny took a deep breath andset his own cards down.

“Dude, you should see if he’s doingokay.”

“Why?” The response was harsh as Cartman shot an incredulous look.

“It’s just going to get worse if youdon’t say anything to him, Cartman.” Stan said, and Kenny nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, Kyle could be out there for awhile, and I really don’t want to play this game anymore if Kyle isgoing to act up about it.”

“Well then whose fault is that?”Cartman asked. “If he wasn’t bent up in the first place, then noneof this would be an issue.”

“What did you say to him, dude?” Stan was not taken back by Cartman’s tone. Cartman didn’t sayanything as he shifted his weight to the side, glancing at the wall.Kenny narrowed his eyebrows.

“Come on, Cartman. You guys must havehad a fight or something before we came over.”

“It’s none of your business!”Cartman groaned as his two friends kept staring him down. He brushedoff his pants and got off the floor.

“I’ll just go talk to him, if it willstop you girls from asking a million questions.”

When Cartman walked outside he saw Kyleon the side, fishing for something in his pocket. He assumed it was acigarette, but he knew that Kyle would never be caught dead smokingwith his mother so close. He approached the boy who just shot aglare in his direction.

“Did they make you come back outhere?”

“Kind of. What if I wanted to come bymyself?” It was an obvious lie but Cartman was going to do justabout anything so Stan and Kenny wouldn’t annoy him anymore.

Kyletook a second of silence before a rocky breath escaped him. Heshoved his gloved hands in his pockets, fighting the urge to wrapthose hands around someone’s neck.

“Well? What do you want?”

“I want you to come back inside.”Cartman said. He had gotten better with telling Kyle straight-outwhat he wanted, but sometimes it was harder.

He bit down his tonguebefore something sarcastic came out.

“So you can continue to be anasshole?” Kyle scoffed, and Cartman wanted to roll his eyes out oftheir sockets.

“No. Stan and Kenny areworried about you.” Cartman rubbed the back of his neck with ahand. “And, you know…”

Kyle blinked and Cartman shuddered inhis winter boots.

Cartman didn’tsay anything else, eyes averted to the piles of snow that restedoutside Kyle’s house. Kyle took a short breath and walked closer tohim.

“You know that you were being shittyyesterday, right?” Kyle asked, his voice quiet.

He tried to look atCartman in the eyes, who absolutely refused to grant him thatsatisfaction. “I know that this is new to the both of us, but Iwould appreciate you taking our relationship somewhat seriously.”

“It is new.” Cartman replied.

Heremembered yesterday afternoon as it flooded back in his memory,being close to Kyle after school with hands locked just for someoneto come around and sneer at them. Cartman didn’t think what thoseother fucks thought of them would bother them, but he was flustered.He tried to play it off but the look on Kyle’s face when he took hishand back was hard to forget.

“So let’s just try to take it a stepat a time.” Kyle broke through Cartman’s thoughts. He smiledlightly and Cartman coughed.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m sorry.”

“Me too.” Kyle said, and Cartmanwas about to ask why he said that, but he knew. It wasn’t easy forthe two of them to come to a compromise.

“Let’s go inside, Stan and Kenny areprobably wondering if either of us is dead yet.” Kyle said, andCartman laughed.

“Not like they’ve never thought of itbefore.”

#south park #kyman #my writing #drabbles #text #answered

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