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fennecfiree · 3 days
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What I think south park characters fyp on TikTok would be:
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Kyle: dancing videos, those fun fact videos, gen alpha shit like "rizzing my girlfriend up" or a skibidi toilet episode
Stan: doesn't have TikTok, he stays 1000 feet away from that app, but if he did, probably animals
Kenny: girls... Cosplay..
Butters: not aloud to have TikTok. But if he did, I'm not sure tbh. Maybe animals, trends, maybe some hello kitty stuff, and other stuff of his interests
Cartman: he thinks TikTok is cringe and doesn't have it, but if he did, probably prank videos, or really horrible offensive vids
Tweek: doesn't have it, it gives him too much stress
Craig: racing stuff, maybe some guinea pig videos and facts, oh also space stuff
Clyde: same kinda stuff as Kyle
Tolkien: dance videos, popular trends, idk
Jimmy: comedy, those videos with Minecraft as the background and some random jokes or funny twitter/reddit posts
Wendy: feminist videos, very... God I hate saying this word... "Woke" stuff..
Bebe: dances, trends, get ready with me's
Red: those vent videos with the subway surfer in the background, dramaaa
Mr garrison: ... Men, news.. drama, yeah..
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runtwithwolves · 4 months
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I headcanon Randy is Lauras older brother! and theyre total opposites
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pineappleciders · 1 year
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ayo can i request a male (or gn if you prefer) adult reader adopting tweek, butters and kenny? bc i love those kids but they all deserve much better parents than the ones they have in canon.
masc adult reader adopting tweek, butters, and kenny (and a bit of karen)
A/N: i've never gotten to do a male reader b4 so i'm glad you asked!!!! these r kinda separate to keep it simple, also reader is referred to as dad :)
TRIGGER WARNING: SA and abuse mentions, drugs (obviously)
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tweek tweak
first things first, you start weaning him off the coffee. you still give him smaller doses for awhile just to keep him stable and with no withdrawal
if you send him to rehab, he'd definitely be a little scared. so you pack his backpack and lunch and pat him on the head and send him off, telling him to text you if he needs anything
he's always coming into your room in the middle of the night gripping his pillow and pulling his hair.
"dad, the gnomes! t-they're back, AGH!"
"tweek, i thought we went over this..."
it can be a little difficult to calm him down sometimes, so you two practice breathing exercises in case you aren't there to help him
he carries around a little card keychain that you made for him with comforting words and grounding techniques. he carries it everywhere and attaches it to his bookbag!!
you put the coffee pods on the highest cupboard shelf so he can't reach them. he hasn't tried to reach them (as far as you're aware)
you try to smooth down his hair and brush it out but it somehow always pops back up. also his hairline is fucked. so are his teeth. he's a little fucked up in every way but you love him anyways
butters stotch
with butters, it's apparent that negative discipline is not the route here. you instead opt to use positive reinforcement when he obeys and does stuff right
you're not a pushover by any means, but you are a lot less strict than his biological parents.
he gets a little confused sometimes when he doesn't get shouted at or blamed for something he didn't do. like he walks in the door expecting to get yelled at but you just hug him and ask how his day at school was
he's really glad he can actually have friends over now. his friends are always commenting on how cool his new dad is compared to his old one
butters has learned to not talk about his trauma and past. he was always taught to bury it deep down and never mention it to anybody. so when he randomly blurts out how his uncle molested him at dinner, he's confused when you look horrified
he loves to play sports in the backyard with you!!! his old dad never really spent time with him, so he has the absolute time of his life playing ball with you. it becomes one of his best core memories
he likes to draw with crayons a lot so he always draws pictures of you and him like under a rainbow or something and you always hang it up on the fridge. you're quickly running out of room for his art
kenny mccormick
as soon as he gets home and you give him the OK to eat he is eating everything in your house
turns out it's really difficult for a 9 year old to properly grow on a diet of frozen waffles and dust bunnies. you're shocked when you're preparing his bath and he's a lot skinnier and shorter than the other kids
honestly if u adopt him then you have to adopt karen too. and kevin if you want. but preferably karen.
nothing makes kenny happier than knowing she's sleeping in a warm bed with a full stomach. it's just a bonus that he is too!!
like butters, he loves to play sports with you. specifically catch and baseball. he also forces you to play barbies with him and do a high-pitched girl voice
loves to fall asleep in your lap/in your arms. like he'll fall asleep mid-piggy back ride and just snore on your shoulder
always flexing on cartman that now that he isn't the poorest kid that cartman is now. cartman hates u for it
always wants a sip of your morning coffee and waits for karen to finish her food before finishing his. it's a force of habit and it's kind of sad but also really sweet
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angel-gone-south · 6 months
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Stan’s Gang, Craig’s Gang, Scott M., Girls, Pip, Damien, Gregory, Christophe, and Gary x GN!Reader: Comfort
For those of you going through something. High school implied. Trying out something, lemme know what you think
listened to: snap out of it - arctic monkeys, no surprises - radiohead, all’s well that ends - rainbow kitten surprise, ykwim? - yot club, birdbath - gezebelle gaburgably, meteor shower - cavetown
CW: Drug/alc ment, abuse ment, cigarettes
Stan Marsh
When you showed up at his window sobbing, three in the morning, well… he knew it wasn’t good. He hauled you in, immediately embracing you in a hug. Despite the smell of pot and alcohol mixing with his cologne, you held him as tight as you could. You couldn’t be bothered to care as you buried your snotty, tear-soaked face into his wide shoulders. He hushed you and lifted you easily by your thighs. Your legs wrapped around him as he carried you to the bed, setting you down and soothing you while he went to shut the window. The football player laid down, pulling you on top of him so he could play with your hair and rub your back.
You didn’t need to say anything for him to hold you.
Kyle Broflovski
He’s like his mother. His first instinct was to fix it, make the problem go away so you could stop crying. But as he went to spitball ideas with his friends, you grabbed him by the sleeve. His head turned to you and his heart broke at your expression. He knew you were desperate, and he got it. Finally, he understood what you wanted from him. Comfort. So, he picked you up, right there in the hallway. He took you outside, on the school’s front steps where nobody was during lunch. He set you in his lap, and buried his face in your shoulder, whispering the sweetest of everythings in your ear.
He couldn’t stand seeing you so sad.
Kenny McCormick
You’d brushed him off all day, which was extremely unlike you. His every attempt at catching your attention fell flat, and you were out of it. When he pulled you into the janitor’s closet (something far too usual for the two of you), he saw how dull your eyes were. He pulled down his parka hood and unzipped it, draping it over your smaller form. When you looked up at him his rough hands were instantly cupping your face with the gentlest of touches. He murmured softly, bringing your foreheads to touch as his hands slid down your arms and held your waist. He pressed soft kisses along the bridge of your nose, up to your forehead and scalp where he silently left millions.
He would do anything to let you know you were loved.
Eric Cartman
Eric was never a sappy, comforting guy. Especially when he was woken up at eight in the morning on a lazy Sunday. But when he saw your trembling form on his porch once he escaped from his yawn, he immediately stepped aside to allow you access to his home. The place (and he) smelled of cinnamon as he picked you up princess style to bring you to his large, soft mattress. He cradled your head in his chest, the soft sunlight from his blinds spilling over the two of you. He tugged a blanket up, fingers coming soothingly through your hair. The two of you laid there for a bit before drifting off.
The world and your problems could wait.
Butters Stotch
Butters was sure he would get his ass thoroughly beat for this. But he was completely sure it wouldn’t matter to him. He had to know you were safe. He ran across the neighborhood, hopping your backyard fence and scrambling up your treehouse’s ladder that was beginning to dampen with dew. He panted as he practically tackled you, and you clung to him. You’d sounded so distressed on the phone it’d made his core ache. He managed to coax you from the cold into the warmth of your bed. When he went to go, your hand softly gripped his wrist and you whimpered: a plea for him to stay. He sighed and smiled, kicking off his muddy shoes and climbing in to spoon you. He knew he’d be grounded when his mom found his bed empty.
But he would take the worst punishment for you.
Craig Tucker
Craig had a hard time reading folks. Being on the spectrum made recognizing subtle changes in mood almost mute to him. Clearly, though, you hadn’t been yourself lately, given that even he’d picked up on it. He sighed, his normally silent nature almost suffocating when mixed with your quiet contemplation. He held your waist softly, making you jump. He just used his other hand to lay your head on his shoulder. The two of you stayed like that for a long time. It became routine. Ever since, whenever you’d been down, Craig just opened his arms.
Normally he wasn’t touchy, but for you, he’d make any exception.
Tweek Tweak
He panicked when he heard the knock at his door after dinner one night. He calmed a bit when he saw it was you, but his heartbeat spiked right back up when he saw the fat tears rolling down your cheeks. He ushered you inside quickly and sat you on the couch. He swallowed dryly, not saying a word as he clamored around his kitchen to make you a warm beverage. When he was done and sipping his own coffee, motor tics finally subsiding, he sat with you. You spoke softly into the early morning.
He would always be there to calm your aching heart.
Clyde Donovan
Clyde was never the brightest. But he was emotionally intelligent. It was easy for him to tell when you needed him. He very kindly invited you over to his one weekend. You nearly broke down in sobs when you got there- he’d made a giant blanket fort, set out tons of snacks, lit candles and put your favorite movie on, ready to play. He dragged you into a bear hug, and didn’t let you go until your sobbing stopped. You had a grin on your face the whole night, so wide it made your cheeks hurt. The two of you fell asleep in each other’s warmth.
You couldn’t fathom why you hadn’t told him sooner.
Jimmy Valmer
Jimmy wasn’t quite used to feelings other than joy, or sometimes anger, given those were the two most common responses to his comedy. He was unsure how to handle your tears when you broke down at a sleepover with him. He shuffled himself on the bed, back against his headboard, and pat his lap. You obliged, albeit somewhat embarrassed, and he rubbed your sides and listened to your rambles. Surprisingly, the comedian gave great advice- and even better snuggles.
He loved your smile far more than your frown.
Tolkien Black
Tolkien invited you over when you expressed your discomfort at being alone for the night. You marveled briefly at his large house, despite having been in it before. He shot you a soft smile, and your heart began to hurt. You felt as though you could be yourself here, messy emotions and all. When you started bawling, he picked you up with ease and sat you on the island countertop whilst he made the two of you sundaes. He made sure to stick close to you the whole night, and when you fell asleep on his couch, he carried you up to his bed and tucked you both in.
Warm company and ice cream is such a happy thing.
Scott Malkinson
Scott’s dainty hands played in your hair as you lay on his lap. It was a warm day, and given your sorry state lately, Scott brought you to a picnic in his backyard, where the sun was just warm enough when it mingled with the house’s shadows. You sighed happily, feeding yourself a strawberry before offering one to the boy above you. He shuffled a bit, giving you a wide and dopey grin as he took it between his teeth. You both giggled, and Scott filled the following silence with anything he could think of.
Lazy days were the greatest for a pick me up.
Wendy Testaburger
Wendy was, quite like Kyle, a logical person. She was your best friend, level headed and always impressive. You almost envied how in-control she seemed of herself. But when you came to her, upset or crying or angry, inside she was losing it. She held your face in shaky hands, blabbering to you about how adored and wonderful you were. About how she adored every moment, every crumb of time she was ever able to spend with you. You meant the world to her and she would make sure you knew it every time you were sad.
You both tended to ramble- not that the other minded.
Bebe Stevens
Bebe was used to joy, people having fun. Your tears sent her mind spiraling, but she knew this wasn’t about her. This was about you. She led you away from the party, into a bedroom where she sat you on the bed. She kneeled in front of you, laying her head on your knees so you could play in her thick hair. She relented eventually, standing and pulling you to your feet too. She took a deep breath with you, and listened for the booming music downstairs. She held your hands, giggling with a beaming grin as she danced the two of you around the room.
She didn’t mind having a private party with you.
Nichole Daniels
You were far too quiet, lately. Nichole noticed when you were unenthusiastic at the latest DnD game. She grabbed your hand as you went to leave, and sat you down. She braided your hair while you talked out your woes, listening attentively to every detail. She offered advice, giving you a soothing squeeze on the shoulder. As you went to leave, she expressed her admiration for you. She thought you were very brave to speak of your feelings that way. She gave you a kiss on the forehead, and welcomed you to stay back with her any time.
You were delighted as you left that day.
Red McArthur
Typically, your day consisted of talking shit with your favorite girl. When you didn’t show up for school, her immediate instinct was to skip class and head to your house. What she wasn’t expecting was you, huddled on the couch, eating straight from a pint of ice cream. She knocked on the window, and you lazily meandered to let her in. She didn’t say a word, simply walking to sit on the couch and snuggle into you. Sometimes she would sneak the spoon from you, or you would feed her bites. You watched shitty romance movies abound, and fell asleep with the empty tub on the coffee table.
You and her were inseparable.
Heidi Turner
Heidi was known for being the therapist friend. The first time you ever tried to talk to her she internally scoffed and rolled her eyes. But every time you opened your mouth, she found herself entranced with the words you would say. Eventually you soothed her inner turmoils, and she helped you as well. It was a long time, lots of work. Her favorite moment was sitting on a bench in the park, her head on your shoulder and your head on hers, silently stargazing. She felt, in that moment, that she was understood, and she finally had someone to understand in turn.
Birds of a feather will perch together.
Pip Pirrup
Pip is probably the one person who understands inner turmoil the most. When you came to him for anything, he got it. He couldn’t help but to feel selfish, enjoying the times when you were upset and he held you. It made him feel whole, to have someone. Your reliance on him for comfort was no obstacle. He found himself looking forward to any sight of you. You grew close as could be. He was delighted to be your confidant, and you his. You defended him at school and he would defend you from the boogeymen that haunted the nights, protectively coddling you close to his chest.
You needed each other.
Damien Thorn
He tried hard to ignore it, at first. Your pain made him uncomfortable and he couldn’t fathom why. Normally the grumpy Son of Satan reveled in the suffering of the mortal race that so resembled those who cast his father from heaven, but with you it left a pit in his stomach. When you came to him, crying during your free period, he thought he might set the whole school ablaze to find a culprit. Your next move stopped him dead, though. You gripped his shirt, sobbing into his front. He awkwardly raised his hands, one going to rest on your back and the other fiddling in your hair. He’d seen others do the same. It worked like a charm.
He might just learn love, for you.
Gregory (of Yardale)
The Himbo King of Not Paying Attention, Gregory was doing his usual blabber as you sat by the pond, skipping rocks. Your heavy sigh pulled him from his stupor, and he scooted closer. You looked up at him with tired eyes, noticing his silence. He offered you an awkward smile and another rock to skip, his hand lingering when he passed it over. Fuck it, he decided, and held your free hand. A soft smile graced your features as Gregory maneuvered behind you, holding your hips and burying his face in your hair as you leaned back onto his warm chest. He allowed the two of you a long, long moment of peace.
Maybe silence didn’t always need filling.
Christophe “The Mole” DeLorne
There are no comforts in this world. It is cold and uncaring and vile, taking from the good and giving over to the evil. Cynical as ever, Christophe was a bitter boy. The worst thing that God could do, he thought, was make you cry. You were sunshine to him, the reason to be alive, a warmth he had never before known. He held you. No matter your soft, sniffling protests of him smelling like a pack of Marlboros. He was warm, wide and built from all the digging and boxing he did. Any chance he got he would hold you. At lunch, his arms loosely around your waist, you on his lap, his stubble tickling at the back of your neck. At either house, you on top of him, his hands massaging your sides and back, your fingers tracing his eyebags and scars. They were simple pleasures.
You were his world, his forever and always.
Gary Harrison
Despite not knowing you, his chest ached when he saw you at the edge of Stark’s Pond that day. You were sobbing, tears slipping down your soft face and sparkling like little crystals in the afternoon sun. He thought you looked utterly ethereal. His heart pounded as he gathered the courage, sitting next to you. At your furrowed brow and confused pout, he offered a gentle smile and put his arm out. You ducked yourself into his side, a new wave of sobs wracking your frame. He soothingly rubbed your arm, letting you soak the fabric of his shirt with tears.
Sometimes strangers aren’t always that strange.
Full disclosure this took like 3-4 days. Dedicated to my dearest friend. 😇💖
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s1nflower · 1 year
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Kenny McCormick dating headcanos
Ofcourse, sorry if it took too long
🧡Kenny☠️ dating headcanons
Age: 16-19 ig
Warning: This is as SFW as it can be with Kenny, death and kinda angst? at the end.
I tried to make reader gn but i don't know how
It's well known that he flirts with every girl he ever saw, so it wasn't a suprise when he started flirting with you as well.
You just kinda brushed it off at first. You did like him but you didn't even assume he likes you back since he flirted with everyone.
He didn't give up tho, and after a while he realized he needs to try a bit harder so he did the most romantic thing he can afford.
He picked some flowers for you. He didn't buy them. He picked them off the ground.
You must admit they were pretty.
He saw you were still skeptical after that tho... "What do you mean you can't tell if i really like you? I got you a flowers! When else did you saw me give a girl flowers?"
So that's how you STARTED dating, here's some real dating headcanons
His love language is touch (sexual, non-sexual, doesn't matter) and gift giving/receiving.
I know he can't afford alot of things, by gifts i mean something like a shiny rock he found and gave to you or something like that, he also doesn't expect you to buy him things, just give him random things you find. (idk i think it's cute)
Your dates are usually just two of you hanging out at your or his place (you do that all the time so you don't know if it really counts as a date anymore) because he can't really pay for 'real' dates and refuses to let you pay.
Whenever you're together at (one of your) houses you just have to cuddle.
He loves to just lay on top of you and burry his head into your boobs (if you have them) while you stroke his hair. (this shouldn't be sexual btw)
He wouldn't let you go for a hours.
You need to go to the bathroom? No you don't.
He would let you go eventually, but would whine untill you come back.
Also, he always have his hands at your ass when you're cuddling.
When you're at his place you hang out with Karen together. (if you're a girl she sees you as her big sister)
For some reason he likes to sneak into your house.
It's not that your parents don't let him stay over... he just thinks it's fun.
He woke you up in the middle of the night quite a few times. (don't sleep with your window open)
When you're out, he always has his arm around your shoulders or your waist.
On your 'real' dates (when he takes you out to eat) few times happened that he didn't have enough money, and didn't want to let you pay so you just run out without paying and never came back to that place again. (lmao)
He's probably dyslexic. (not really a dating hc but here it is)
Lot's of sex jokes. (not all of them are jokes *wink*wink*)
You two flirt all the time, it's kinda competition about who will make the other more flustered. (he usually wins)
But if you really wanna see him blush, just give him a compliment. Not flirting, just a genuine compliment. (poor guy just doesn't know how to take them, he will just die there)
Speaking of dying (this is if you want to remember that he dies all the time) first time you saw him die you were devastated. You just couldn't believe he was gone forever, you cried all night.
Next day when he showed up at your door like nothing happened you freaked out even more.
You thought that you were hallucinating.
He was confused at first, then when you told him that you remember him dying yesterday, he was shocked that you actually remember
Then he had to explain to you how he dies all the time but noone remembers, and how it's normal and nothing to worry about
You didn't really see how it's normal or nothing to worry about, but you'll get used to it.
That's it ig.. I hope you like it, this was my first time writing headcanons and i really hope i didn't fuck it up🥹
I also wanted to write NSFW too but I don't know how so... tell me if you want me to write NSFW alphabet (i think it's easier)
Also... I'm sorry for poor grammar.
Bye😍😍
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I'm never gonna shut up about Karen getting Kenny's parka when it's too small for him
Like, imagine him just leaving it in his wardrobe because it doesn't fit anymore and Karen finding it and taking it without him noticing
And Kenny going to pick up Karen from school and finding her wearing it and having so many mixed feelings because it's his but Karen looks so good and comfy in it and eventually he decides to tell her nothing about it...and Karen just keeps it since then
And the girls at her school laughing at her because it's old and dirty asf (Kenny never washed it and Karen won't either), and her simply ignoring them like the absolute queen she is
And Karen hiding in it whenever she's feeling bad and Kenny's not around, because it makes her feel safe and like he's comforting her
Just. I have so many thoughts about this I love Karen sm
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kuchipark · 1 month
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Kenny McCormick is not a smirker, he is not a smiler. No, Kenneth “Kenny” McCormick, is a GRINNER. He grins, like a mischievous little cat. Change my mind, you can’t.
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muttsterion · 1 month
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Just a personal SP HC of mine. I'd like to think any kid or kids that become actual close friends with Karen are automatically under the protection of her guardian angel. Karen's happiness is important to Kenny so I'd like to think he'd try to protect anything or anyone that makes her happy. So just imagines this young, little kid making friends with Karen and having no idea they now have a caring immortal angel looking out for them.
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papuhater · 1 year
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Could you do southpark main 4 with a reader whos father thinks of them as family as soon as they meet him. Like i think this would be cute cuz i love my peepaw and he’s always treated my friends so well. Hes a busy man due to owning a company and being at work 18/24 hours of the day. So maybe the readers dad takes a week off and takes the entire gang for a vacation abroad. To show gratitude that they’ve been the readers friend or s/o however you want to write it (the reader is bad with social cues and is maybe a tiny bit on the spectrum)
⇢ ˗ˏˋ main four with a reader who's dad thinks of them as family ࿐ྂ
┊ ˚➶ 。˚ a/n: ig i'm out of hiatus, thank you sm for requesting!!! i loved the idea!!!!(not my art, credits to goldruby on devianart)
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the main four love going to your house, not only because you're their friend, but because your dad is super cool.
like super duper cool, i'm talking about welcoming them with open arms, ever since they stepped in from that door the first time.
god bless your dad, because he now has four extra uneducated children, kyle always comes with ike whenever his mom's really mad at them, and vent completely to you and your dad if he's around. when your papa thanks him for being your boyfriend/friend, he actually brushes off his thanks, saying that "he likes being around you", even if you're a bit awkward, his extroverted personality makes up for it.
stan feels like home whenever he goes to your place, it's calm, and he loves your papa, even though he isn't around a lot, stan, apreciates how he treats him when he sees him. he loves absolutely being your friend/boyfriend, so when your dad thanks him, he is confused, because he thinks you're an amazing so he doesn't need to be thanked or anything.
kenny, goes to your home every day just to sleepover, because his home life is a mess, and your papa knows it, so he helps him in everything he can, even giving his dad a job in the company he owns, kenny looks up to your father, as how he wants to be when he grows up. loves being your friend, he also doesn't really understand social cues, so you don't need to worry. when your dad thanks him for being your friend/boyfriend, he does not take the thanks, he should be the one thanking him for making such an amazing human being.
cartman, he, the untamable kid, has a soft spot for your papa, maybe it's because he doesn't have a father in his life, but he has a paternal relationship with him. he loves hanging out with you, and don't worry, he also doesn't understand social cues, he just does whatever he wants. and when your dad thanks him for being your friend he is the only fucker that accepts the thanks proudly .
your papa loves taking the whole group on trips, from the mall to the beach. the beach trip was complete chaos, with cartman eating cheesy poffs in the car, kyle and stan bothering him, with how his mom treated him like a child whenever they were going on a trip. you sitting in the front sit with your dad, and kenny laughing alongside.
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pileofpawns · 9 months
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Stan starts consuming socialist media because "oh Wendy will like me if I Get Political" but genuinely ends up radicalizing himself in the process and one night at the family dinner table he, completely unprompted, blurts out "Mom, why do millions of people die in poverty while the rich make billions and billions :(" with this exact expression
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fennecfiree · 22 days
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South park sleeping headcanons cuz I'm bored AF
Stan - he sleeps on his side, he rolls over a bit in his sleep and shit, doesn't really snore
Cartman - the most annoying little shit. He definitely hogs the blanket and takes up as much space as possible during sleepovers, and he probably sleeps on his back, snores a lot. Also sleeps with all his stuffed animals surrounding him
Kyle - sleeps on his back, snores a little bit, he moves around a lot in his sleep, like he'll be on his back with the blanket all on his body in the night, then in the morning he's on his side with the blanket fully off of him (based off of me LMAO)
Kenny - this fucking shit sleeps on his stomach, with his head in the pillow, he dies in his sleep a lot
Butters - sleeps on his side, he always has to hug something, a pillow, a stuffed animal, or a fucking human. Lmao. He also drools a bit
Tweek - can't even sleep
Craig - sleeps on his side, he talks in his sleep sometimes. Oh he also is a fucking weirdo and sleeps with no blanket
Clyde - similar to Kyle, Sleeps on his back, snores, moves around a lot
Jimmy - sleeps on his back, probably hugs something, usually a stuffed animal, I imagine it being something reallllyy stupid like a fucking skibidi toilet plushie
Tolkien - sleeps on his side, the most normal out these guys. He's just very peaceful
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Can I have headcanons for the goths when their s/o affectionately slaps their butt to get a reaction out of them?
Hi hi hi yes yes of course you can here you go enjoy your dinner
WARNINGS: very very slight NSFW if you squint your eyes and turn your head a little to the left
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Henrietta:
- The best way to catch Henrietta off guard is to smack her butt when she’s walking by
- It’s a very dangerous game to play, but you, her S/O, like to play with fire
- It’s not an often occurence because the first time you did it, you had to stand there, looking at the floor and twiddling your thumbs as she got onto you
- But the second time you did it, she tried (and failed) to stop a smile from stretching over her face
- And today was the perfect opportunity for the third time
- You were both off, and Henrietta was in the kitchen, trying to make some kind of lunch because you had woken up late and were starving
- Walking into the kitchen to get some water, you saw Henrietta with both hands in the sink, washing some dishes
- And looking a little bit more south, you just couldn’t help the idea that crossed your head
- Walking to the fridge innocently, you grabbed a bottle of water
- Making it a point to step quietly, you pretended to leave the kitchen, but instead angled yourself right behind her, arm cocked back and ready
- *SMACK*
- The woman at the sink stiffened, the dish slipping from her hand as she jolted forward a bit
- You began to cackle maniacally, spewing apologies between fits of laughter
- You were quick to shut up when she slowly turned her head, her eyes catching yours, her lips curled into a frown
- You watched as she removed her hands from the sink, drying them on a dish towel before she grabbed your shirt and dragged you to the bedroom
- Her revenge left your own butt sore, but you didn’t regret it at all
Pete:
- He’s not much into displays of affection, it’s how he’s always been
- He’s sweet, caring, and sometimes, a little too naive for his own good
- It’s very easy for you to tell him to do something just so he’ll bend over and give you easy access to smack his butt
- It’s funny to you to watch him shoot up, both hands moving to cover his behind and his cheeks fired up
- He’s not really into doing it back as revenge, but if you catch him drunk, high or horny, then it’s like opening the gates of Hell
- It just so happened to be the morning after you guys decided to get drunk
- You were hungover and possibly still a little tipsy, but Pete was chugging a cup of coffee he had brewed while you were waking up
- He had already began working on some painting, paint already swiped over his arms, face and pants
- You grumbled at the idea of having to try and get the paint out of his clothes
- Getting out of bed, you waited until Pete moved the brush away from the canvas before hugging his back, pressing your face against his “Smock” (which was just an old t-shirt that he wore to paint in)
- He mumbled a good morning, placing his free hand over your arms and giving a gentle squeeze, before continuing his work
- You stood like this for a moment, feeling his muscles against your cheek as he moved his paintbrush all over the canvas
- Gently, you pulled away, but stayed standing behind him
- When he set his brush down and bent over to grab more paint, you couldn’t help but lay a decent slap against his bottom, eliciting a sharp gasp from the man
- He turned, his eyes wide and cheeks flushing redder than a tomato
- You laughed, apologizing and wrapping your arms around his neck, giggling at his feigned annoyance
- Pressing a kiss to his cheek, you left the room, headed to the kitchen to make him another cup of coffee as an apology
Michael:
- It’s a full on brawl when it comes to Michael
- To be honest, he started the whole “Butt Smacking War” when you two had first got together
- It used to be simple pats on the bottom as he walked behind you, or you behind him
- But when the slaps got harder with each revenge smack, it turned into hell for you
- You may slap hard, but he slaps HARDER
- You had kind of eased up on smacking his butt, but couldn’t fight the urge much more
- Not when he was leaning over the kitchen counter, scrolling through some recipes on his phone as he tried to decide what to do for dinner
- Of course, knowing Michael’s game, you opted out of the smack you wanted to give him for a simple pat, more so to announce your presence than to bother him
- You gave him a smile when he looked to you, his face uninterested in the game
- Turning to the cabinet, you began to reach for a glass to grab some water
- And turning your back to the tall goth was a mistake you made that day
- The sting got you before you even realized your butt had been smacked, and you jerked forward, the force taking you out of balance
- “Oouu, that one was a little too hard”
- That mother fucker just snickered after he made the comment, turning back to his phone
- “I didn’t even hit you that hard” you whined, fake shock on your face
- Cue more laughter and kisses all over your face to make up for it
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pineappleciders · 1 year
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Hi Cider!!! Do you think you write about a poor y/n (gen neutral) with Tolkien, Kyle, Kenny, and Clyde? 🫶
(on another note, I absolutely love your writing glad to see you're taking requests lol ❤️)
tolkien, kyle, kenny, and clyde with a poor reader
platonic G/N reader
A/N: hii !!! this is based off of my experience of growing up lower class and such, though i was never poor to the point of like kenny so tbis might be inaccurate!!! also thank you so much :))
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at some point after meeting your family/going to your house, it makes him feel a little bad so he talks to his parents about organizing some sort of food donation
like him and his parents make food for your family and make sandwiches and stuff, and he claims it's the least he can do
always inviting you over for dinner!!!! you two spend a lot of time playing baseball in his backyard or watching shows on his racecar bed and he lets you take all the food you want
always coming up to you during school asking if you want to hang out at his place!!! sometimes the other dudes hang out with you too and it just becomes a full blown party if his parents aren't home
at lunch he always brings a little something for you; whether it be a little snack or a drink or something he'll always think of grabbing something for you while packing his lunch
he does feel bad, so he generally tries to make everything easier on you. little things like picking up your dropped books or holding a door open for you. they're small little gestures, but it's how he shows his care!!
kyle broflovski
he doesn't really think about your financial situation often, but if you mention something to do with it or it becomes apparent or something he might think about it for awhile
he knows he can't really do anything, and it isn't his place to really feel bad, but he can't help but contemplate it, esp if it's got you feeling down
i can see him being the type of person to anonymously give you things, like if your stomach rumbles in class and you mention you didn't have a good breakfast, he might buy something from the vending machine and leave it on your desk
or he asks his mom if he can send you money in the mail (his mom thinks it's adorable that he cares) u two also have lots of sleepovers and his mom makes snacks for you!!
other than that, he doesn't treat you differently. though he does get upset when cartman harasses you over it
"dude, at least i'm not as poor as Y/N's family! their mamas so poor she puts a penny in a gumball machine and asks for change!"
kenny mccormick
he understands more than anyone!!!
it makes him comfortable to know that someone else is struggling like him,,, as his friends (cartman) always downplay his situation and make fun of him for it, it makes him happy to have a friend who gets it
he might just deadpan at you whenever someone cracks a joke about you or him being poor. he is sick and tired
sometimes you two go to the forest and skip rocks at starks pond just to get out of the house, especially if your home situation is like his.
always coming up to you once school gets out to see if you wanna go hang out with the guys or just take a walk with him or something. you two hanging out is like a win-win-win, you get to hang out with him, he gets to hang out with you, and you both get out of your homes for a bit!!
you two use puppy dog eyes to get the others to pay for your shit when eating together and then giggle mischeviously about it
clyde donovan
he doesn't really think much of it at first, like he hears people joking about you being poor all the time but he never really gave it a second thought
although he might think about it when you ask to stay at his place for the night, and suddenly he feels kinda guilty
lets you eat as much food as you want from his pantry & fridge, and he lets you take stuff home sometimes. not all the time though because even he can't afford you sneaking around his kitchen all the time (but he lets it slide more often than he'd like to admit)
probably pokes fun at you with the other guys except he's just joining in with them and has no idea what they're making fun of you for💀
he actually really enjoys sleepovers, especially with all of his friends!!! so you and him end up having a lot of slumber parties with the rest of the dudes. cartman's group refers to your sleepovers as "their gay orgy night" or "circle jerk sesh"
he forgets a lot like he never really pays your situation any mind unless it becomes apparent or you bring it up. like if you haven't washed in awhile he wonders why you stink and then he's like oh yeah and offers to sleepover so you can finally shower
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erratic-brainrot · 1 year
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Assumptions Based on What Character you Relate most to;
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These are more traits I’m referencing based on the actual characters and assumptions I assume from those that relate to them. I sus y’all out, call-out to possible trauma haha.
Some of it is outdated because I made this a while and actually attempted to finish, but I don’t think they’re inaccurate. However I’m curious to see about opinions and see what traits actually sing to yall kinnies and what are more inaccurate despite thoughts. So feel free to state opinions UwU!
Also lemme know if you want me to do more!!!
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goblin-moment · 1 year
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i put too much thought into this
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itskindamagical · 5 months
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Guys thinking abt a sp episode abt when the girls find out abt “queer baiting”
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Tweek and Craig: *holding hands in the hallway*
Wendy: that’s sick!!
Cartman: umm what???
Wendy: the queerbaiting! Acting like such a cute couple just to get attention! It’s insufferable. (To Craig n Tweek) You guys need to stop
Craig:*blank stare* … we’re gay…
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