Kenny x Nichole x Kyle

💚🍯 Nichole fangirl. Kenchole x Kychole x Stanchole 🍯🧡

[meatgrinderboy]

Art trade

[jeffrrandell]

Feel like makin love to you!

[pete-thalmenreal]

Do you guys like my teen Nichole drawing :p

Who else should I draw as teenagers? Please leave suggestions XD

I like to imagine that she expresses herself with her outfits and hair so she has millions of outfits :D

[hylltonart]

Finally finished painting this water nymph

timelapse + WIP images

[sp-by-april]

that Nichole and Mysterion pic is giving me so much life right now! 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

I had a lot of plans for a Nichole x Mysterion comic! It was Paul Dini/Bruce Timm inspired and the theme was Save The Cheerleader, Save the World.

[sp-by-april]

do you have any favorite fanarts of your favorite ships other artists made?

Yes!

via slobgoblin

via dailystanchole on x

via liisu on x

via @rllymilerlly

via oangeamoeba on X

via ooo_216 on x

via skimpy on twitter

via guneyparkyaoi on x

kenchole via @astralredart

via @whatevahwhatevah

???? (if you have the artists lmk!)

[i-loveapples]

Hello There I have a request :D

Night party)

@unknown343343

[blueey-jayzilla]

Home run show fr

[marieblack67]

i drew some bs!!!!

[sp-by-april]

I swear this started out as a Harley Quinn villain-sona and then somehow it became about baking...

[sp-by-april]

idk! I might like this one more.

[fazbee]

SOUTH PARK LOVES

Designs tests by memory, plus: some headcanons

I did this some weeks ago and need to post

[south--of--nowhere]

I only sent it here because you shared a post from this blog and I was looking at it. I honestly meant no harm. Sorry if I offended you.

It's just an odd question to ask considering there's no other black characters on the show. Also I am biracial, so any relationship I enter is an interracial relationship and that goes for Martine and Charli too. If they hooked up with Tolkien or Nichole, it would still be interracial because Martine is half French and Charli is half Ashkenazi.

[south--of--nowhere]

I only sent it here because you shared a post from this blog and I was looking at it. I honestly meant no harm. Sorry if I offended you.

It's just an odd question to ask considering there's no other black characters on the show. Also I am biracial, so any relationship I enter is an interracial relationship and that goes for Martine and Charli too. If they hooked up with Tolkien or Nichole, it would still be interracial because Martine is half French and Charli is half Ashkenazi.

[south--of--nowhere]

do you ship any black pairings or do you only prefer interracial ships? Not being shady, I’m genuinely curious.

I ship Jamal with both Nichole and Tolkien, idk what you're talking about. I'm also curious why you sent this here instead of @sp-by-april which makes me think I blocked you over there and you are trying to be shady. 😭

[manteska]

22/06/25

[sp-by-april]

do you have any more pictures of Autumn?

Not yet, unfortunately. 😭

[sp-by-april]

Okay I might be getting somewhere with her design.

[sp-by-april]

Broken Clocks: 02. Save The Cheerleader...

[Read Full Chapter on AO3!] [Chapter 01]

The bank stood firm under his boots. Most of Main Street’s shops were shuttered. The snow blew like static.

Mysterion let the wind whip his jawline raw. His hood was a far cry from the comfort of his childhood parka. His breath steamed the air and his chest was tight with the ache of everything left undone.

Somewhere, a siren split through the evening’s thrum. South Park was a town full of trouble and boredom.

And him, perched in between.

He thumbed his radio. Static and Kyle’s clipped updates fizzed in one ear. He let the tension spool through his gloved fingers. He wanted trouble, the kind that needed breaking. Something that could help him choose.

Tonight the town didn’t bite. Instead, his own mind ambushed him.

Sunlight. Snow. Bleachers.

Kenny, 16, was stretched long and lazy over the metal, boots kicked up because back then he didn’t give a shit what anyone thought. He blew out a cloudy puff of smoke as he waited for Stan.

It wasn’t Stan who found him.

Nichole glided out from the locker hall, duffel banging her hip. Her hair was tied with ribbons into two bouncing ponytails. Her skin was still gleaming with sweat, body spray and a glitter sheen. Her cheer uniform had grass stains, the hem rode up enough to make him choke on the smoke.