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kenneth 'kenny' mccormick ( penned by twitch; under construction. )

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         ( g'night dears! )

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                                          ❝ I CAN’T DIE. ❞

                 ❝ I’ve experienced death, countless times. Sometimes I see a bright light. Sometimes I see heaven. Or hell. But eventually, no matter what, I wake up in my bed, wearing my same old clothes. And the worst part? Nobody even remembers me dying. I go to school the next day, and everyone is just like, “Oh hey Kenny.” Even if they had seen me get decapitated with their own eyes. You wanna whine about curses, Hindsight? You’re talking to the wrong fucking cowboy. ❞                                                    ——— Penned by Twitch. ( art. )

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( Magnus ):

     “My… ‘deal’? I am Magnus, a monster from the ethereal planes      above the clouds, if that is what you’re asking.” He leans closer      to crouch down, head tilting to the side.

         "Magnus, huh? Ethereal...planes above the clouds?" The hero blinks, staring at the object floating before him for a moment, before sighing. "What are you doing here, then?"

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( Craig ):

-Mccormick being so cheerful and happy was going to be the first thing to get him in a bad mood. With an annoyed sigh he shoved his hands into the front pockets of his sweater, brown hues lazily glancing over at Kenny. “As much as a would love to have a talk with you.” The sarcasm was practically dripping from his voice. “I have stuff to do today.”

         This was already way more draining than he'd expected. God, couldn't this dude just play into his boredom for a while? Nope, instead he's gotta deal with trying to talk to a literal wall. "Well, I could always become one of the things in that 'stuff'~." Cue a wink. Ew, he just winked at the last person he'd ever want to. "Seriously though dude, no one else is around today."

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( I...I don’t even know. He’s fun though. ):

     “Princes are lame half the time anyway– they don’t show up until a lot later and all they get to do is kiss the princess. Worthless, right? So if the princess does all the work, might as well save the prince.” He was so ready to write this out and get a rough sketch started. “If a girl can kick my ass, then a princess can kick a prince’s ass any day.”

         A nod, followed by closing his eyes for a moment to think. "Any princess who deserves the title should be able to stick up for herself. I'm sure any princess worth her salt could get through just as much as a stupid prince could." And now, words process and he can't help but snicker. "How many times has a girl kicked your ass for you to say that?"

[fairyetc]

More here.

This is to show how this

is bullshit.

More of his defense mechanisms against harsh reality.

When he is told we never thought you were cool and we hate you.

His mind quickly makes stuff up when facing a truth that hurts too much.

so…

Truth: I’m crying because I killed my dad.

Lie: I’m crying because my dad was a ginger.

[suckmeballs]

My poor Eric!!

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Sad/cute shippy sentences

There’s no doubt it was always you.

From the first time i walked you home from school you stole my hear.

It was always you.

It hurts to see your pretty smile fade.

I know there’s nothing left for us to say but it’s okay.

It’s okay-

There’s no getting over you.

I tried my best to tell the truth but the missing is tearing me apart.

Forgetting is the hardest part.

The thought of losing you is all too much.

I’m a long, long way from home… From you.

I’ll be back some day.

We’ll do it all, everything.

We don’t need anything, or anyone.

If I lay here, If I just lay here… Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Those three words… Are said too much. They are not enough.

I don’t quite know how to say how I feel.

Would you lie with me, and just forget the world?

Forget what we’re told, before we get too old.

I need your grace to read my needs, to find my own.

Your perfect eyes is all that I can see.

I’m sorry for hurting you.

I’ll be here to hold your hand.

If only I knew what I know today.

I would hold you in my arms, and take the pain away.

Thank you for all you’ve done.

There’s nothing I wanna do to hear your voice again.

Sometimes… I wanna call you, but I’m scared that you won’t be there.

I’m sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn’t do.

I’ve hurt myself by hating you.

Some days I feel broken inside, but I just don’t want to admit it.

It’s so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this.

Would you tell that I was wrong?

Would you help me understand?

Are you proud of who I am?

If I had just one more day I would tell you how I’ve missed you since you’ve been away.

I’m sorry for blaming you.

Blame it all on me.

It was my fault – This wasn’t supposed to…happen.

Please forgive me.

I can’t stay… I really can’t –

I have come to talk with you again.

We need to talk…

Can we please just – Talk ?

I think we should… talk about… This – Us.

They know about us.

Oh come on – Look at us! Is this what we really want???

… I don’t think there’s anything left to say. 

Do you even know how to answer your phone?

I keep messaging you, but you never reply?

Never mind. It’s nothing. It never is. 

Can’t you just listen to me!?

I’m fine okay, can we drop this?

I’ve heard that you… Found… someone new?

There will always be things I can’t give you, things I can’t say – And I all I want… Is for you to be happy. 

It isn’t over – We are not over, yet.

I wish nothing but the best for you.

Don’t… Forget me – Please ?

I just want to forget everything about you. 

It hurts. It hurts so much – Don’t you understand!?

I can’t do this.

We can fix this.

We can’t fix this.

We could always…stop here and stay friends?

Are you sure that…we should – ? You know… do this?

I won’t ever find someone like you… You are special to me.

You are perfect.

We always were a thing, weren’t we?

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          ( drafts: 4 [ hismanga, asshole-tucker, scintillaticn, && butyra ] )

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( whoa ):

though the moment was brief, wirt found himself believing that he was becoming delusional. 

it wasn’t unheard of, not in the slightest, especially in a strange world such as the Unknown. but, at this point, wirt had been stuck here for…quite some time. and he knew what happened to the locals here. much to his dismay. acclimation to the strange only drove a person’s sanity further away.

what lead him to question his well-being began this particular evening. wirt was going on a bit of a stroll by himself; he wasn’t going far out into the woods, just within a reasonable parameter from the small, abandoned cottage that his brother had managed to come across during their travels. in the back of his mind guilt gnawed at him for technically abandoning the little boy, but then he tried to shake this notion away; there was nothing wrong with going for a walk, even if that meant leaving greg in the company of a frog and a talking bird. 

it was during this short-lived journey that he came across a kid in an over-sized orange parka. this sight caught wirt by surprise, enough to make him flinch considerably with widened eyes. he wasn’t expecting anyone to be nearby, let alone someone wearing…modern clothing. the stranger wasn’t doing much; just sort of pacing about, any phrases muffled presumably by the hoodie which covered his mouth. wirt couldn’t help but stare at him for a bit, disbelief still holding him hostage as he stepped just a bit closer to the other individual. the poor guy seemed…distressed? frustrated? scared? it was hard to decipher exactly which one it happened to be, but– for some unknown reason– wirt felt inclined to, in the very least, offer some comfort. who knows? maybe he could help him out, somehow.

           ❛ Hey, um. Kid. Are you lost?…you, uh, don’t really look like you belong here… ’ 

         Kenny hadn't been trying to end up here, not at all, but yet as he paced, somehow the surroundings had ended up changing. This wasn't new, not at all, he was used to hallucinations leading him to someplace new. That's all this could be, right? Another hallucination brought on by too many things to list.

         Though, usually, they didn't talk much. So hearing a voice from an oddly dressed person near him caused the male to blink, head turning to face the new figure that had appeared. The question struck him as odder than almost anything that had happened before. Since when did he get questioned about whether or not he was lost? How could you get lost in South Park? Or...hallucinations in South Park. A gloved hand lifted to tug down the zipper over his mouth (figuring this person would want to actually understand him), and the male quirked a brow before responding.

         "Well, I don't know where in the hell I ended up this time, so yeah, guess I'm probably lost." He shrugs, taking a step closer to the other male. Eyes trailed from the stranger's shoes upwards, an amused smile growing on his face looking at the get-up. Talk about weird. Kenny could have fun with this kid if he really wanted. "...nice hat. Anyway, judgin' by you sayin' I don't look like I belong, you know this place? Right?"

         Might as well talk to the people he can, it'll make this more enjoyable till the high wears off. Though, he really can't remember when the high began. Not to mention he'd been walking with Karen and Kevin, last he checked. Who knows where those two went, but as long as they were safe (mainly if Karen was), he was cool with them not being around. Hopefully he'd be back to his run down broken house before it got too late and his family got worried.

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VOILA–!  Magnus has hit his first 100+ followers since the start of this blog. The TPoH fandom has been so good to me and I’m so happy to be a part of such a small family. I’ve been able to talk to and meet so many nice and aspiring people within the short time here… you’re all so fantastic! Thank you, thank you so much for this opportunity! 

A special thanks to @digressicn / @impliicit to getting me into this webcomic (if indirectly) and helping me find Magnus and RGB. Without you I probably wouldn’t have made this blog, so seriously, thank you so much. I’m grateful to have you as a mutual.

TPoH Family:           I know Magnus isn’t quite there in TPoH, but he’s getting there, and I love this little following, it’s so magnificent. I love you all so much!

@herosnatcher 🌟 @heroicwanderlust 🌟 @driptrance 🌟 @radiioelectric 🌟 @originalasalways 🌟 @amuis 🌟 @voltaicveined 🌟 @walkingentertainment

Glorious Followers:           Don’t think I forgot about you! Despite being of different fandoms, you made the decision to follow me and I thank you so much as well! You’re glorious and amazing, and deserve the best!

@ofrectiitude 🌟 @g-l-x-m-o-r-o-u-s 🌟 @lightgiving 🌟 @hottestbarkeep 🌟 @chaosmoke 🌟 @pacifiisticrun 🌟 @lavasouled 🌟 @sacrebat 🌟 @socski 🌟 @eldritchkind 🌟 @piianiist 🌟 @bellicosa 🌟 @amoralborn 🌟 @kiismetos 🌟 @iiraes 🌟 @bubblegumsuperstar 🌟 @aeristheancient 🌟 @hellcursd 🌟 @hellspace 🌟 @gotheart 🌟 @glassmemoir 🌟 @mettatoniic 🌟 @scowlistics 🌟 @undeadrats 🌟 @treebleedings 🌟 @alphapined

Once again, thank you so much for your support, and I hope to stick around for awhile. I hope I didn’t miss anyone… I’m very sorry if I did!

[lucky-foster]

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                                          ❝ I CAN’T DIE. ❞

                 ❝ I’ve experienced death, countless times. Sometimes I see a bright light. Sometimes I see heaven. Or hell. But eventually, no matter what, I wake up in my bed, wearing my same old clothes. And the worst part? Nobody even remembers me dying. I go to school the next day, and everyone is just like, “Oh hey Kenny.” Even if they had seen me get decapitated with their own eyes. You wanna whine about curses, Hindsight? You’re talking to the wrong fucking cowboy. ❞                                                    ——— Penned by Twitch. ( art. )

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iamsuchajerk:

the reason i don’t let anyone close to me is because i’d rather be alone than abandoned

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( Craig ):

-As soon as he caught a glimpse of that ugly jacket he clearly knew who it was. Figures the last person he wanted to have a decent conversation with was now right beside him.  "I’m doing fine if you must know, what do you want?“

         A quick roll of his eyes, and Kenny shrugs. "Weeeeeell, I wanted to talk, but seeing as you're like...the only person whose actually out and about today--" he sticks out his tongue, before grinning. "I'm stuck tryin't talk to you!" Time to see how long he could milk a conversation for with this guy.

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Send me  “HC”  + a word and I’ll write a headcanon about it.

[yamstr]

Sometimes, all I can do is lie in bed, and hope to fall asleep before I fall apart.

gro.y (via garoyamin1)

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( @asshole-tucker ♥’d ! )

         "Hey-ya, Fucker. How goes it an' all that?" A cheery McCormick is a chatty McCormick. He's already quickening his pace, half jogging to walk beside the other male. Might as well talk to whoever's near, even it that did mean trying to communicate with Craig.