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Craig, you asshole.

#'you can do more than you think.' { craig tucker. }#that's me??? { self. }#craig why'd you do it if you're just gonna look at him like 'shit you ok'#also posting things to say I'm still here! I'm just trying v hard to get internet rn

sorry for my lack of activity! i don’t have internet currently and i’m hoping that later this week i can have some installed and fix that. i promise i’m not gone!

#out of coffee. { mun speaks. }

Starter call! Like this post for a random starter, and reply/IM me if you want to plot something instead! <3

#out of coffee. { mun speaks. }#let's do this!!! { starter call. }#i'l be writing these once i'm home and a lil settled #aaaaaa i miss you all your muses are Lovely

humblefolx-deactivated20190315

is this meme dead yet?

craigtherewhoisahomosexual-deac

Izzie I say this once a week but this is ur best post

#that's me??? { self. }#WHEN WILL THEY STOP STEALING THEM IS THE QUESTION

&& starter @angelusmori

High school life wasn’t glamorous. Not like all the movies and TV shows made it seem, at least - but then again, Tweek had expected to be the weird kid who got shoved into lockers and bullied for being gay, even if he and Craig were no longer together. He’d already dealt with some of that in elementary. But what he hadn’t expected was the sheer stress it put him under. Unlike elementary, there was a genuine reason other than passing to the next grade to actually do well. College loomed closer with every year, and even if he had no clue what he wanted to do, that didn’t mean he didn’t want a future, either.

So long days were spent enduring sandwich rot scented lockers and snide comments about his tics, outbursts, and sexuality, and even longer nights were whittled away doing homework perfectly. If it wasn’t perfect, he couldn’t sleep the two hours he had before school started again, and he’d go into the next day with three more than his usual eight cups of coffee (it was four cups a day freshman year). It was a downward spiral, and Tweek couldn’t see it - couldn’t have possibly known just how bad it would turn out for him.

It was a day like any other, really. One of those days where he’d spent the three previous wide awake, and he was thirty-three cups of coffee deep. At the blackboard ahead of him, the teacher was rambling about some pre-calc formula when pain shot from his left arm and into his chest; lodging itself there like a clenched, burning fist. Wrong. It felt wrong, and Tweek had few words to describe why. Palpitations? Coffee did that, but this was different -

Nurse. He needed the nurse.

Raising his hand, Tweek waved it through the air while his free hand scrabbled at his chest like it might actually relieve the ever-building pain. It hurt. It was absolutely blinding. He couldn’t breathe, and the teacher wasn’t noticing. Why wasn’t he noticing?!

The last thing he registered was just how hard he hit the floor. And pain. Blinding, all-consuming pain. Then, nothing.

#angelusmori #it's getting harder to hear over the taste of this coffee. { v. high school. }#for this verse i'm gonna say they're about three or four months out from graduation #tweek is ALMOST eighteen #are you fuckin ready :))))

my lack of tweek icons is eternally frustrating.

#out of coffee. { mun speaks. }#i have some but!!! gdi not many!

somesortofblogiguess:

✿ ❛ Uh! No I’m not usually allowed coffee but right now i really need it ❜ Butters explained ❛ I have a big exam to study for and I haven’t gotten any good sleep Tweek, So If you really don’t mind can i get a coffee…three creams three sugars ❜

Starter Call | @cokedupkid

It’s been a surprisingly long time since Tweek has seen anyone familiar come in to his work. But out of everyone that could’ve come through the door, he’s glad it’s Butters. He was always one of the nicer people he grew up with - hell, he got hellishly bullied and was somehow always doing fairly okay for it.

So he was a little stunned when he asked for coffee and had to clarify. Once Butters confirmed his order, however, Tweek was instantly on it with a tiny smile. “Do you want me to draw a picture in your coffee? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”

#somesortofblogiguess #i don't meth with that shit anymore. { v. college. }#tosses this in ur general direction #along with 5 whole kisses bc ur lovely

madswrites

Send ❂ for a like headcanon.

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Send ❀ for a crush my muse has had.

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Send ♆ for something my muse hates.

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Send ✜ for a fear headcanon.

Send ☠ for a death headcanon.

Send ◊ for a headcanon of the mun’s choice.

#instant mail. { askbox memes. }

stripesayshi:

[ TXT — COFFEE BEAN ]: least of all heidi [ TXT — COFFEE BEAN ]: we need to do something, but she’ll probably just get really pissed off at us if we try to get involved. [ TXT — COFFEE BEAN ]: god fucking damn it what a waste of space [ TXT — COFFEE BEAN ]: how the fuck could she fall for a guy like that anyway??

[ TXT — ♡ CRAIG ♡ ] but isn’t it really hard to get out of relationships like that? [ TXT — ♡ CRAIG ♡ ] i wouldn’t know, ugh! you’re the only person i’ve ever been with. [ TXT — ♡ CRAIG ♡ ] there might be no way to convince her he’s awful and that’s actually the WORST. [ TXT — ♡ CRAIG ♡ ] she probably fell because he seemed nice. he’s good at pretending he’s a nice person around people who don’t know him to get what he wants. grossgrossgrossgross.

#stripesayshi #elementary insanity. { v. canon. }#free heidi 2k18

givesnofuxx:

”I don’t expect things to go away overnight. I don’t expect you to just trust me blindly. All I can ask is that you at least try. You’re better than this, Tweek. You always have been. But we both know things won’t get better if we just ignore what’s wrong.”

Craig was reluctant to touch him, not wanting to set him off or make him want to run away; it had been hard enough for them to talk in the last few months especially, and…well, he’s just afraid of breaking what’s already showing the cracks between them.

“…I just want to help, Tweek. You’re important to me.”

“Try, Craig? You want me to try? That’s rich, GAH!” Touching him or not touching him wasn’t the issue, now. Not at all. Now it’s that once again, Craig is trying to logic away problems that logic can’t miraculously fix. And the way he’s wording it? Certifiably the worst. Bad enough that Tweek’s fingers are buried in his own hair and he can feel strands slipping free of his scalp.

“I’m always trying! Every day I’m trying! If I try any harder my head will explode! I’m never ignoring it because it’s always right there in the very forefront of my mind. If you want to help, why don’t you try yourself instead of expecting me to do it all and suddenly feel better, huh?”

#givesnofuxx #it's getting harder to hear over the taste of this coffee. { v. high school. }#ouch(tm)

craigtherewhoisahomosexual-deac

sometimes when tweek’s freaking craig will call him and read off the script to the bee movie in a monotone to calm him down

#out of coffee. { mun speaks. }#... stop #i mean it's canon but stop

dulceingenuo

Another South Park AU Roleplay

The bombs that hit the country during this trying time had devastated the small town of South Park, destroying most of the buildings and killing many of the residents living there. Not long after, a virus was said to have spread causing the dead to rise and walk among the living only to attack, turn, and in many cases, kill the survivors. Due to the rising cases of radiation poisoning and increase of zombie activity on the outside, South Park has been cut off and quarantined from the outside world until the virus and radiation has been dealt with for the safety of what few survivors lie within the town. Now the survivors must scavenge and learn to live and rebuild off of the destruction around them while avoiding what walking dead come around. Pick up your weapon and find any survivors you can to set up camp and come up with a survival plan. Some may choose to scavenge while others choose to steal, though only time can tell where each person’s role truly lies.

- Literate roleplay - OCs allowed! - IM me for an invitation or further info! - All Characters Open Except Stan Marsh and Butters Stotch.

#TOSSES THIS BACK OUT THERE #we haven't quite started everything JUST yet but we're about to!#right now everyone is open except the two mentioned above and um #tweek craig kenny and clyde #reminder oc's are welcome!!!#WE ARE ALL VERY FRIENDLY #LET ME LOVE YOU

"I'm so tired..." //Hi! i hope you don't mind that i sent something in! you can chose any muse you'd like if you wanna start anything (:

‘color’ sentence starters | accepting! | && @idiotsofsouthpark

A relatable sentiment, really. But then again, did Tweek ever really sleep without crashing first? Lips curving down in a sharp frown, he jerked to get a better look at the boy talking to him - Kenny. Oh. One of them. “Nnngh, yeah? Why are you telling me?”

#this boy is eternally made nervous by any of the Main Four #help him #idiotsofsouthpark #hell if i know? { v. unspecified. }

technonewkid:

@cokedupkid hit a heart!

“Misha no! Come back here!” The small girl bolted down the street as fast as she could, trying her best to catch up with the 3 foot tall mass of black fluff that was her dog. Something had caught the young Tibetan Mastiff’s attention and soon Vivian found herself running after him without another thought. They rounded a corner and Vivian saw a flash of blonde hair appear right in her dog’s war path. “Misha! Стой!” Even speaking Russian didn’t seem to work and sure enough, Misha wasn’t able to stop in time to avoid barreling right into whoever was unfortunate enough to be in his way. “Oh shit!” What a way to start her day. Her dog might have just killed a person.

All Tweek had wanted was to walk home from work.His parents had finally released him from tending to everything in the back room, and he’d just wanted to have an uneventful trip home and to his room to play video games and forget about... all the crazy shit in his head for a little while. But no, it couldn’t just be uneventful. That would be boring! And it would’ve been even more boring if anything less than a giant dog slamming into him had happened.

He didn’t even fully register it bounding toward him until he was on the ground, stars behind his eyelids and over a hundred pounds of black fur standing over him, slathering his face in slobber. Shrieking, he shoved at the animal’s face in an attempt to escape. “Holy shit! Get this thing off me? Someone? Please!” Needless to say, he was terrified. Anything bigger than a rodent was too much for him, and this - this was definitely bigger than a rodent.

#technonewkid #elementary insanity. { v. canon. }#first of all doggy why must you frighten my son #sECOND HELLO NOVA I LOVE U

&& continued @stripesayshi

[ TXT --- ♡ CRAIG ♡ ] we’ve both hung out with those guys though. we know what it’s like. [ TXT --- ♡ CRAIG ♡ ] they have this weird energy, and it just pulls you in, man. before you know it, you’re in on some INSANE plot one of them cooked up. [ TXT --- ♡ CRAIG ♡ ] and cartman’s really good at bullshitting. it’s fucking awful??? i’m actually worried about that poor girl. he’s going to do something REALLY messed up and he’s going to have her convinced it’s totally fine that he did it! [ TXT --- ♡ CRAIG ♡ ] ughhhh. no one deserves that.

#elementary insanity. { v. canon. }#yk what.... ima change my formatting here #stripesayshi #things that were a bad decision: heidi being anywhere near cartman ever

kisu-no-hi

Help him plz

#that's me??? { self. }#'you can do more than you think.' { craig tucker. }

dulceingenuo

Another South Park AU Roleplay

The bombs that hit the country during this trying time had devastated the small town of South Park, destroying most of the buildings and killing many of the residents living there. Not long after, a virus was said to have spread causing the dead to rise and walk among the living only to attack, turn, and in many cases, kill the survivors. Due to the rising cases of radiation poisoning and increase of zombie activity on the outside, South Park has been cut off and quarantined from the outside world until the virus and radiation has been dealt with for the safety of what few survivors lie within the town. Now the survivors must scavenge and learn to live and rebuild off of the destruction around them while avoiding what walking dead come around. Pick up your weapon and find any survivors you can to set up camp and come up with a survival plan. Some may choose to scavenge while others choose to steal, though only time can tell where each person’s role truly lies.

- Literate roleplay - OCs allowed! - IM me for an invitation or further info! - All Characters Open Except Stan Marsh and Butters Stotch.

#this sounds really neat???#yoooooo

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