Pip South Park - Tumblr Posts
DRAW PIP RIDING THIS THING
OKAY
Now he's cruisin on his beautiful pretty pretty princess scooter
🐟
fish
hellpark pip redraw thing
I got bored last night
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PIPP
I think it’s his birthday bc everyone posting abt it + shitty sketch
another old papa Louie’s pizzeria thing or whatreever it’s called
I LOVE AMERICA‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🏈🏈
Old ass drawing I found😭😭
Pipgory/grip jumpscare
My friend really liked this ship so yea I made this for her
HELP.
I FOUND THIS OLD South Park AU(??) THAT I MADE A WHOLE AGO. IT WAS SOME SILLY JOKES AND SHIT LIKE THAT BUT😭😭
HERE IS WHAT SOME PPL SAID ABOUT THIS SO INTERESTING STORY!!!
Totally check it out it’s so cool
Eric cartman silences pip pirrip
I hate pip so much omg
I want to strangle him I’m like deadass gonna make a hate blog abt him because I NEED to get all my anger out.
and they’re both 6 feet under
LIKE WHAT
3 am thing I found from Like two months ago
Why was I so pressed on this? Good question.
I carry them everywhere with me
Look what we did to pip during school
I like love drawin them looking silly
I hate pip but he’s so fun to draw like GRRRRR
HELP
I was looking through my PICSART account and I found some stuff when I was beefing with pip😭😭😭
@emberzzstellar Im too lazy to draw them actually fight uh anyways look its your son if he was in the napolean war
I have no mofivation
a drawing of pip I did :D
For @/bananamannex :]
AHHHHH THAT'Z FUCKING CRAZY😨
thiz iz not what i waz expecting when i went to check out your blog😭🙏
i wrote this for a friend
The door to the janitor's closet creaked open, revealing a space barely large enough for two people to stand side by side. A dim light bulb flickered overhead, casting a weak yellow glow over the dusty mops and rusty buckets. Laughter echoed down the hallway, growing distant as the door swung shut, leaving them shrouded in near darkness. The scent of lemon-scented cleaner mingled with the faint aroma of stale popcorn and the unmistakable musk of desire.
Phillip Pirrup, the soft-spoken British exchange student, had found a temporary refuge from the schoolyard taunts in the arms of a fellow student, Leylan. His heart raced as he leaned her against the cold, cinderblock wall, his hands exploring the contours of her body with a mix of curiosity and urgency. She looked up at him, her eyes half-lidded with lust, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. The air between them grew thick with anticipation as they kissed, their teeth clashing briefly before settling into a rhythm that sent shivers down their spines.
Pip's hands slid under her shirt, his fingertips tracing the lines of her bra, teasing her sensitive skin. Leylan's hands weren't idle either; they roamed over his shoulders, down his back, and finally settled on the waistband of his trousers. The sound of their clothing rustling was a stark contrast to the silence outside the closet door. With a flick of her wrist, she unbuckled his belt, the metal clanking against the metal shelving, and he sucked in a breath as she unzipped him. His arousal was palpable, straining against the fabric of his boxers.
Their kiss grew more fervent as she reached into his pants, wrapping her hand around his firm length. He groaned into her mouth, his hips bucking involuntarily at her touch. The closet was their clandestine sanctuary, where they could indulge in their secret desires without fear of the cruel eyes of their classmates. The walls felt like they were closing in around them, heightening the intensity of their encounter.
With a swift motion, Pip lifted Leylan, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pinned her against the wall. She bit her bottom lip, stifling a moan as he ground his hips into hers. The roughness of his movements sent waves of pleasure through her, and she could feel the wetness building between her thighs. He pulled away from her briefly, his eyes searching hers for any sign of hesitation, but all he saw was a hunger that matched his own.
"Pip," she whispered, her voice needy and urgent. "Now."
Her words were all the encouragement he needed. He lifted her shirt, revealing her bare breasts to the stale air of the closet. He kissed and nibbled his way down her neck, leaving a trail of fire across her pale skin. Leylan arched her back, pushing herself closer to him, her nails digging into his shoulders. He reached behind her, unclipping her bra with a quick flick of his thumbs. It fell to the floor, forgotten amidst the chaos of their passion.
He stepped back just enough to pull down her skirt and panties, leaving her fully exposed. His eyes roved over her, drinking in the sight of her bare flesh, the curves of her hips and the softness of her belly. She was a vision, and he couldn't wait to claim her. He stepped closer again, aligning their bodies, the tip of his cock brushing against her. They both moaned, the contact sending a jolt of electricity through them.
With a gentle push, he entered her, filling her up in one smooth stroke. The closet was silent except for the slap of their skin and the quiet whimpers that escaped her lips. He held her tightly, supporting her weight as he began to move, his hips driving into hers with a steady, powerful rhythm. She felt herself stretch around him, her body adjusting to the intrusion, her muscles tightening with every thrust.
Her nails dug deeper into his shoulders as she threw her head back, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. The sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her was overwhelming, sending ripples of pleasure through her core. The roughness of the wall against her back and the cold metal shelves pressing into her thighs only served to enhance the heat building between her legs.
THATS IT.