Moving Ken to his own blog with the same url.
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Moving Ken to his own blog with the same url.
This blog will also now feature the Cult of Cthulhu sect that worships Kenny. I’ll write an official thing up for it eventually, but just know that it’s run by an older man that will make sacrifices to the Elder Gods and is using his daughter to try and seduce Kenny into either giving her a Cthulhu baby or falling to his corruption.
Due to the fact that my Kyle deleted and idk if she’s gonna come back because of some events that happened with my previous main Cartman, this blog is now open to shipping. I will be selective in this, and every ship will happen in a different verse with the exception of poly ships.
Unfortunately the events before my hiatus are also going to be retconned as said Cartman is no longer in the picture. We are going to start off fresh with his only interactions being canon interactions unless it’s those that are with Scott ( @danceformepiggy )
⨳ // ccartmann
⨳ — REACTIONS FOR BEING STABBED; [ Reverse ]
@ccartmann
Moving to swat away the blade wielding hand, Ken hurriedly scolded “At least buy me dinner first!”
⨳ — REACTIONS FOR BEING STABBED;
send one for my muse's reaction!
“What the fuck, man?” “Alright, that’s fair.” “Not again…” “Do you want this back, or can I keep it?” “I live free of shame.” “Worst assassination ever.” “I’ll still shame you.” “That’s kinky.” “Thanks.” “Infamy! Infamy! They’ve all got it in for me!” “I came out to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now.” “Haven’t been penetrated this deep since ‘06.” “Et tu, [Name]?” “Yeah, well, jokes on you! I’m keeping this! That’s right. A free sword for me.” “Harder, daddy.” “I’m not a tyrant.” “Jokes on you, getting stabbed is my kink.” “Careful, don’t lose your arm in there.” “Curse your sudden, but inevitable betrayal!” “For fuck’s sake, this was my favorite shirt!” “At least buy me dinner first!” “At least stab me in the back! God, you’re a fucking amateur.” “Why though?” “The last guy that stabbed me became my wife/husband.” “I didn’t agree to this.” “No, no, no! You did it all wrong. You’re supposed to stab my heart, not my ass!” “God, I didn’t think I’d lose my first time this way…" “Sic semper tyrannis?” “Maybe use something else than a plastic knife next time.”
:’)
wounds don’t ever heal
you just notice them less
on good days, you forget they exist at all
but, then comes that one word, that sight,
that s o u n d that brings the pain rushing back
and you realize
you never truly stopped bleeding
you just stopped seeing it
Stenny? Stenny.
I wanna get Stan injured and Kenny panicked by it.
Stenny? Stenny.
“Oh, do tell
"Why do you wanna know my kinks, Scott?" Kenny questioned with a halfcocked smile. "Planning something?"
Send “Oh, do tell” for my muse to reveal one of their kinks.
Alright now that I’m awake, here’s an official promo post: Reblog / Like if you’d like to interact with a good ol’ (headcanon based) Kenny McCormick / Mysterion.
danceformepiggy:
Scott chuckled walking into his house grabbing a carton of eggs , “He’ll never see this coming either. Okay so I throw the eggs at his face and you can film his reaction , that good with you?”
Ken followed slowly, hands slipped into his pockets. “I know the kid is big, but I thought you said we were throwing it at his house?” He really wasn’t in the mood to talk to Cartman.
No drafts, this blog runs on anarchy.
Like for a starter
danceformepiggy:
“.. Heh.. that. .that’s not very funny, Kenneth.. you and your old I can die jokes. hah. .yeah sure. .as if people come back from the dead.” WELL his dad did return but whatever. “ Anyway now that you’re around do you want to go throw Eggs at Erics house I’m bored and in the mood for egg throwing. “
He didn’t, really, as he still didn’t feel very well, but he pulled off Scott’s shoulder and sighed heavily. In part, this reaction was due to the response he received toward his ‘jokes’, but mostly, he just dismissed the pain from it these days and shrugged. “Fuck it,” he answered, motioning off to be led. “Why not?”
Alright now that I’m awake, here’s an official promo post: Reblog / Like if you’d like to interact with a good ol’ (headcanon based) Kenny McCormick / Mysterion.
Promo my Kenneth, ye fuckin' bilge rats.
I realize a url is beneficial in promoing. I'm an idiot.