[ihopeimonthebrightside]

I miss Heidi. I still really love her as a character, and wanna write for her again, but like. idk. This fandom takes it out of me. I’m thinking of bringing all 3 of my SP muses back to my multimuse. Would you guys be okay with that?

bc honestly, otherwise? I probably won’t do much with these guys again until like. the new season comes out and my muse inevitably probably comes back.

[richardmcbain]

the first meeting of the official cartman hate club* at heidi’s house

*(kyle was not invited)

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

erudiction:

free time is but a concept.     essays !   applications !      happy hashtags ,  like    #grindtime.    grind time    ——–   the smell drifted from his pocket to his nose  &  he shifts uncomfortably as if he were under a magnifying glass  ,   her gaze holding him in scrutiny.      p r e s s u r e.    no man asked for.   (   now he has an idea of how tweek feels . )    just an idea.   it’s a different kind of stress.    look down !     hide your shame.               ❝ hah.   yeah ,   if i don’t get my fifteen minute break i might go crazy. ❞               a guise  /  poker face in place over pallid  features.

WILL  SHE  CALL   HIS  BLUFF ?    is she even aware of it ?    maelstrom spinning ,  outlying eddies in the doubt pull him closer.     he’s up to his neck ;   keeping his head above water.      (  stop thinking about yourself ,  kid. )   ( she asked you a question ! )    a quiet cough to clear his throat.              ❝ ———   i’m doing okay ,  i guess.     been applying to every college i can think of ,  and trying to word every single one of their broad essay questions   juuuuust   right ,  even though they say there’s no certain  ‘right answer’ ,   you know there is.   or at least you know there’s definitely a wrong one.  ❞               he’s rambling.   train of thought full speed ahead.

❝ and  —   and y’know what  sucks ?      applying for scholarships.    not to brag ,  but i thought i’d just get them…  turns out they’re not always gifted.   ❞  

More of a half-hearted smile perked up across the teenager’s expression, feeling the solidarity of college-minded-person to another. It felt like most everything she did centered around getting into college. The forms, the work, the daily talks about how she surely should go into some scientific career, since she’s always excelled in those sorts of subjects. Even things like cheerleading and volleyball were ultimately just another thing to add to college applications.

“Yeah, I totally get what you’re saying. College and scholarships have basically been my entire life since the beginning of junior year,” Heidi sympathized, though not terribly in Kyle’s line of thinking when it came to scholarships. At that thought, she chuckled just a tad.

“I don’t think it’d be too easy to go through the entire transcripts of every student in Colorado. Sounds like a nightmare if you ask me. I hope you’re able to get some of those scholarships, though. Being from a small place like South Park, we could probably all use whatever help we can get from those.”

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

stanground:

          Stan had just been about to apologize for that but luckily she assured him he was not at fault. However, he knew he must have kept her a little longer than she had intended to at her locker but if she said it went well enough then no one must have given her a hard time for arriving just a bit late.

          He thought to maybe slow down his pace so that he could walk beside her, but perhaps she made a conscious effort to remain a step behind?

          It made sense. 

          In the end, he was still friends with Cartman. Even after all these years and seeing every terrible thing that boy had done, Stan remained his friend. He couldn’t explain why. Maybe it was out of convenience? They lived right next to each other, so it wasn’t like he could avoid him even if once he ignored Cartman and got some of the other students to go along with that idea. Cartman was just a constant in his life, he knew the guy, and there were times he was even better than tolerable. Not often but it happened.

          He almost let out a sigh of relief when he heard her inquiry. “A bit of cleaning, and playing with them. If you want you can play with them while I clean things up?” He knew most people didn’t enjoy cleaning up after animals and since he had asked her last minute he didn’t mind taking over the more unpleasant part of volunteering.

“I can do whatever you need from me-- or they, I guess, depending on if we’re getting told what to do by the organizers of all of this.” Heidi certainly didn’t mind getting her hands dirty, so if someone else was having trouble with the cleaning, she didn’t think she’d have much of an issue with it. 

In truth, Heidi wasn’t someone who was often around many animals. Since her dog had been run over when she was still very young, she had kind of kept herself pretty distant. This would probably be good for her, right? Part of her wished she had the free time to dedicate to raising a dog properly.

[queenlymusings]

there’s no CRIME in being KIND.

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

justbeliieves:

     ❝ Thanks, Heidi ! I honestly thought that guy was gonna give me a run for my money ! But, boy, the cheering and audience really helped ! ❞ 

He knew Craig was up in the bleachers waiting for him ( a small surprise from gary ; craig wasn’t a fan of these kinds of activities ), but he couldn’t leave the conversation just yet. He offers her a smile as a palm brushes the speck of sweat he felt on his brow. His face was flushed with the mixture of the match prior to their discussion and the gymnasium lights that shined down on the two, generating heat. Exhaustion hit him like a pile of bricks, the match wearing the blond down ( sleep was going to be easy tonight ). Yet, speaking with Heidi kept his energy up and the smile on his face plastered.

Hands placed on his spandex hips ; eyes downcasted on the cheerleader. 

      ❝ You were pretty amazing yourself ! I’ve never seen you with that much energy ! It’s really great and it suits you. I’m honestly glad you’re a part of the cheer team. It’s nice to see another familiar face. ❞ 

“I’ve always been pretty good at turning it on for cheerleading stuff,” Even when she wasn’t in the mood, the teen was able to pull out whatever pent up energy she had inside for the sake of keep things fun for the audience. Now, though? The brunette could feel her energy waning. 

She was glad her dear friend had enjoyed the show, though. Heidi had already heard from some of the guys that they found the cheerleading to be boring or annoying, but she didn’t mind it too much. At least they weren’t harping on her or any of her friends specifically. Adjusting one of her pom-poms to her other hand, the brunette flattened out her skirt just a bit. 

“I’m really glad the cheering helped you, though-- seeing Craig here to support you probably helped, too, right?” Of course, the rather stoic teen aged boy wasn’t much in terms of actually cheering loudly for the people he supported, but just him being there was meant to be a sign of some shown support. And Heidi definitely wasn’t blind to how close the two had gotten rather rapidly since the beginning of the year.

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

tuppervvare:

     Token’s smile grew some as he turned back to the Piano, fingers tracing over keys without pressure to avoid making a sound; he never was one to play for people. Besides it could be loud enough to drown out the conversation, he didn’t want her to feel like that was his intention; still he mimicked his notes as if to memorize them again. Maybe it was more for muscle memory, or a distraction from his own nerves about the fact people could actually hear the piano be played from quite a distance. More likely that.

 “ Ah, it’s just… Me. “   His voice shook some, hands moving to lay the lid over the keys before shifting to look back at the girl.   “ Sorry you had to hear that, piano isn’t exactly my first choice for an instrument. More of a strings type of guy. “

     The boy’s smile relaxed as he raised a brow to the girl, something finally clicking in his head. School was out already, though clubs and practice still happened after hours but none of them are near the band hall other than band itself. So…   “ Hey, mind if I ask why you’re on this side of the building? Not like it’s any of my business, you’re just the first person I’ve ran into like this. “

“It was still really pretty to hear, even if it’s not quite your best,” Heidi definitely hadn’t seemed to mind it. Music, in general, was a good way to help the young teen focus and calm herself down. After a long school day, she was thankful for that pleasant sound.

Stepping a bit more into the room, the brunette was unsurprised but the question she ended up receiving. This really wasn’t her side of the school to explore, as most of her after-school activities stay within the the more active center of the school. 

“I’m a little faster than Mr. Mathis, so I volunteered to go get some things he’d forgotten in his class. --Crap, which reminds me,” She continued forth into the room to look for the aforementioned things the band teacher had ended up forgetting, including his keys and some sheet music he’d need to make copies of for everyone.

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

erudiction:

FORGIVEN  ,   NOT   FORGOTTEN.               ❝ — oh..  ❞               insomnia - addled mind takes a detour ;  thinking back briefly to the events of fourth grade.    briefly  ,  meaning he’d thought about them enough  (  & enough is enough !  )  (  … right ? ) ,  swallowed his self - pity & bathed in the anger  —–  boiling over & scalding him raw :   he’s over it !       at least that’s what he’ll say  ,  smile plastered on a twitchy mouth with no cracks in the foundation-  but hollow ,  nonetheless.  ( two faced !  to save one -  for dwindling decorum ).    &  oh ,   he’s good.    if someone didn’t     know    him ,   they’d think he was happy.

heartstrings tugged too often by the furies reigned in ;   back to this moment.

a minute passes,  the ginger says nothing  -  electing to choose his words carefully while pretending to watch the leaves sway in the breeze.     both hands remain in jacket pockets as if it were their keeper.              ❝ ——  that….  sucks ? ❞              the tone !    he’s trying to be mature  —-  to reassure her there isn’t anything wrong ,  because there isn’t.  he’s being sour & he knows it.    no need to pucker lips in pain for something that happened so long ago  (  especially when cruel justice served itself ! ).    

lo  &  behold  genuine warmth  :               ❝ so um  —  how’ve you been ?  ❞

A more curious part of her made her wonder why Kyle was back here, too. Of course, she figured he wouldn’t be interested in telling her that. Another part of her wondered if she was afraid of Kyle. What reason did she have to be, honestly? 

He wasn’t Eric. Even if he was, she wasn’t afraid of Eric either.

So, then, why did she feel this feeling of sickness hitting her just at the sight of him? Perhaps it was the guilt, remembering all of the awful things she’d said to him before she’d managed to come to her true and honest senses. Maybe it was just that anxiety still lingering on. No matter, she still forced out a few short words.

“I’m all right. I’m--... I’m kinda glad to have this free time for once.” Free time had become a scarce commodity in her life as she was nearing the end of her true teenage years. But what you were desperately trying to find things to impress the possible colleges of your choosing, that took a lot of time and  effort. Hanging out with friends had become rare, though at least she was able to mostly keep up her relationships through seeing them at school.

“How’re you? I didn’t expect you to be out back here. Or anyone, for that matter.”

[hitagiichan]

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

erudiction:

        @ihopeimonthebrightside

❝ ACK — !  ❞                feigned innocence  /  genuine surprise.                 ❝ aww ,  weak..   i didn’t think anyone was gonna be here. ❞                ‘here’    =    behind the school   ——   a pink floyd - esque prison ;   HEY !   TEACHER !    LEAVE THOSE KIDS ALONE.      so close !   so … close…   eighteen with nothing to show for it.     something strategically slides back into his pocket ,  it’d take a trained eye to notice.      S L I C K !      as quick with his hands as he is with his wit ,  capricious lips prepare a lie   (  just in case she’s not cool with it.  ) .    

sunlight in honey drops on pale skin play with the shadows of chain - link fences.    the *clink* of the metal seems in harmony with his footsteps  /   cautious approach.     infectious grin greets her effortlessly.               ❝ —— what’s up ?  ❞

Time to stop and breathe was hard to come by these days. Heidi’d gone back behind the school to sit down and think. Cheerleading had been cancelled, so she decided to spend that time doing anything than having to deal with her friends, or her parents for that matter. Socially exhausted, she’d instead settled herself on the ground and with her back against the building’s brick wall.

Hearing the surprised voice, the brunette’s head shot up from staring down at her book. She hadn’t necessarily been reading it, but just staring down at it, a bit out of it from letting herself not have to think for a little bit. Her eyes were drawn to that red hair at first, then the face-- oh. Kyle.

“I--...” She honestly didn’t know what to say to him. A spike of anxiety made her feel like she wasn’t supposed to be here, especially when she wasn’t exactly sure how Kyle felt about her. They kinda had been avoiding each other since they were kids-- since she hadn’t exactly been the nicest to him back when she was still with Eric. “Nothing. Just--... just nothing. Cheerleading got cancelled, so I...”

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

i’ll work on stuff later today, i promise my dude bc rn i like. really need to sleep lmao bc guess who played p5 all night instead of doing aNYTHING ELSE. this girl

[my-cats-ate-santa]

Where’d he go..?

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

coffuminati:

Maybe it was wrong to compare her to Cartman—— to say it now knowing that the words would emotionally hurt. He wasn’t wrong though, Kyle knew that. They held common similarities in the past when that fat bastard was acting toxic and faking how he was being the victim. Maybe… Just maybe it was his fault too. He didn’t do as much as he could. And he kind of wished he had. Oh well. At least Heidi knew what she did wrong and chose to fix things instead of continuing a lifestyle similar to Cartman’s.

[ TXT   —  HEIDI TURNER ]: And I believe you on that. [ TXT   —  HEIDI TURNER ]: You’re smart, Heidi. So I trust you not to make the same mistakes again. And I hope you find a better guy, someone who appreciates you and cares about you. [ TXT   —  HEIDI TURNER ]: As what Cartman did is unacceptable, and I still hold grudges on him because of that. 

At that point, Heidi didn’t even know if she ever wanted to be in a relationship ever again. Who would blame her for fearing that after what she’d been through, though, honestly? She’d only been ten when she was in such a horribly toxic situation, and now that they were older? The brunette knew how hard it would be to have her as a girlfriend, or at least she though it would be.

Knowing herself, though? She’d probably make the same mistakes again. Be far too trusting, and think the world of her partner. She feared the possibility of being manipulated again.

Maybe one day, though, she’d be able to find someone she could actually, truly, trust.

[ TXT   —  KYLE ]: i won’t make those mistakes again.

She would try not to.

[ TXT   —  KYLE ]: relationships like that aren’t something i’m looking for right now, anyway. I’m just focusing on school, my friends, and extracurricular activities.

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

tuppervvare:

     Fingers danced carefully over ivory keys, the gentle melody echoing through out the empty room. Interesting enough Token’s eyes were shut as he played, despite his usual caution of watching his fingers and keeping an eye out for anyone who may be peaking in on him play; today he didn’t bother. Simply kept playing a tune of his own creation with a sense of abandon for anyone who may hear him currently, no fear of failure for his own make. Still his comfortable rhythm stuttered for a moment as he caught the door into the music room opening, the song slowly trickling to an end; trying to pick up from the fact that he messed up.

“ I wish I didn’t catch the end of that. “   Shifting his gaze towards the door he smiled softly at the other teen that walked into the room before it’s lowest point, his hand shifting to his neck to rub at it slightly.    “ Did you… Want the room for yourself? I can leave. “

Heidi had wondered where the music had been coming from. After all, it wasn’t too usual, to hear music being played from the piano. Following the sound toward where she knew it must’ve been coming from, she supposed she couldn’t be too surprised that it was Token. Honestly, there weren’t many people in South Park she would’ve expected to be able to play that well. 

Gradually, she opened the door as carefully as she could to keep it from noisily creaking open. It looked like it didn’t help much, though, as Token looked her way.

“Oh, no-- you’re all right. I just wanted to see who was here and playing.”

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

belomihelps:

1OO IMPORTANT CHARACTER QUESTIONS

taken from beth kinderman and nikki walker’s the 100 most important things to know about your character. a good list to help develop a character’s background, personality, and general aspects. 

PART 1: THE BASICS

What is your full name?

Where and when were you born?

Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.)

Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?

Where do you live now, and with whom? Describe the place and the person/people.

What is your occupation?

Write a full physical description of yourself. You might want to consider factors such as: height, weight, race, hair and eye color, style of dress, and any tattoos, scars, or distinguishing marks.

To which social class do you belong?

Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?

Are you right- or left-handed?

What does your voice sound like?

What words and/or phrases do you use very frequently?

What do you have in your pockets?

Do you have any quirks, strange mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics?

PART 2: GROWING UP

How would you describe your childhood in general?

What is your earliest memory?

How much schooling have you had?

Did you enjoy school?

Where did you learn most of your skills and other abilities?

While growing up, did you have any role models? If so, describe them.

While growing up, how did you get along with the other members of your family?

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

As a child, what were your favorite activities?

As a child, what kinds of personality traits did you display?

As a child, were you popular? Who were your friends, and what were they like?

When and with whom was your first kiss?

Are you a virgin? If not, when and with whom did you lose your virginity?

If you are a supernatural being (i.e. mage, werewolf, vampire), tell the story of how you became what you are or first learned of your own abilities. If you are just a normal human, describe any influences in your past that led you to do the things you do today.

PART 3: PAST INFLUENCES

What do you consider the most important event of your life so far?

Who has had the most influence on you?

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

What is your greatest regret?

What is the most evil thing you have ever done?

Do you have a criminal record of any kind?

When was the time you were the most frightened?

What is the most embarrassing thing ever to happen to you?

If you could change one thing from your past, what would it be, and why?

What is your best memory?

What is your worst memory?

PART 4: BELIEFS & OPINIONS

Are you basically optimistic or pessimistic?

What is your greatest fear?

What are your religious views?

What are your political views?

What are your views on sex?

Are you able to kill? Under what circumstances do you find killing to be acceptable or unacceptable?

In your opinion, what is the most evil thing any human being could do?

Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?

What do you believe makes a successful life?

How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings (i.e. do you hide your true self from others, and in what way)?

Do you have any biases or prejudices?

Is there anything you absolutely refuse to do under any circumstances? Why do you refuse to do it?

Who or what, if anything, would you die for (or otherwise go to extremes for)?

PART 5: RELATIONSHIPS W/OTHERS

In general, how do you treat others (politely, rudely, by keeping them at a distance, etc.)? Does your treatment of them change depending on how well you know them, and if so, how?

Who is the most important person in your life, and why?

Who is the person you respect the most, and why?

Who are your friends? Do you have a best friend? Describe these people.

Do you have a spouse or significant other? If so, describe this person.

Have you ever been in love? If so, describe what happened.

What do you look for in a potential lover?

How close are you to your family?

Have you started your own family? If so, describe them. If not, do you want to? Why or why not?

Who would you turn to if you were in desperate need of help?

Do you trust anyone to protect you? Who, and why?

If you died or went missing, who would miss you?

Who is the person you despise the most, and why?

Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict?

Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations?

Do you like interacting with large groups of people? Why or why not?

Do you care what others think of you?

PART 6: LIKES & DISLIKES

What is/are your favorite hobbies and pastimes?

What is your most treasured possession?

What is your favorite color?

What is your favorite food?

What, if anything, do you like to read?

What is your idea of good entertainment (consider music, movies, art, etc.)?

Do you smoke, drink, or use drugs? If so, why? Do you want to quit?

How do you spend a typical Saturday night?

What makes you laugh?

What, if anything, shocks or offends you?

What would you do if you had insomnia and had to find something to do to amuse yourself?

How do you deal with stress?

Are you spontaneous, or do you always need to have a plan?

What are your pet peeves?

PART 7: SELF IMAGES & OTHER

Describe the routine of a normal day for you. How do you feel when this routine is disrupted?

What is your greatest strength as a person?

What is your greatest weakness?

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

Are you generally introverted or extroverted?

Are you generally organized or messy?

Name three things you consider yourself to be very good at, and three things you consider yourself to be very bad at.

Do you like yourself?

What are your reasons for being an adventurer (or doing the strange and heroic things that RPG characters do)? Are your real reasons for doing this different than the ones you tell people in public? (If so, detail both sets of reasons…)

What goal do you most want to accomplish in your lifetime?

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

If you could choose, how would you want to die?

If you knew you were going to die in 24 hours, name three things you would do in the time you had left.

What is the one thing for which you would most like to be remembered after your death?

What three words best describe your personality?

What three words would others probably use to describe you?

If you could, what advice would you, the player, give to your character? (You might even want to speak as if he or she were sitting right here in front of you, and use proper tone so he or she might heed your advice…)

[ihopeimonthebrightside]

stanground:

“Yeah.”

          It would seem he hadn’t kept her waiting long but then Heidi wouldn’t be upset with him if he had? Would she? She seemed to be in a good enough mood. Perhaps practice went well for her. He’s soon standing at her side, and he seems content enough with how things turned out. He knew, or at least he felt, that no one else would have agreed to come. 

          He knows he’d been standing there awkwardly in silence for a little too long. He gets his wits about him holding on tightly onto the strap of his backpack to keep himself from doing something she might find embarrassing, like offering her his hand. “Let’s get going.”

          Stan takes the first step, he was the one who was leading the way after all. There’s a thought to finally ask her about practice but would that be prying? They were kind of friends? By association? She had one come to him for help when dealing with Cartman but he hadn’t been much aid and that had been so long ago. He remembered what he had done and that was to take the video she shared with him and show it to the guys. Well, it seemed fair if Cartman had been lying about her and he knew he once found it funny.

“I take it practice went well?” He finally got the question out.

“Well enough, considering I was a little late.” Heidi answered honestly. “Don’t feel bad, though. I was probably gonna be late regardless of the both of us talking before practice,” She was quick to extinguish thae potential guilt the taller boy may’ve ended up feeling for their conversation.

Carefully, the smaller girl was following behind Stan. 

This felt... weird, honestly.

Perhaps it was just her feeling like this, but she couldn’t help but feel strange interacting with Eric’s friends. Kyle was a sore subject in and of itself, but at least Kyle hadn’t emotionally abused the cheerleader until she’d ballooned up to nearly double her body weight. Part of her wondered if Eric would be angry if he found out. After all, it seemed like the brunet did anything in his power to avoid her nowadays.

“What’re exactly doing to help today? Cleaning or feeding the animals? Playing with them?” Better to ease the awkwardness with conversation, right?

[cheerpuppy14]

My friend wanted me to draw more kydi so, there it is