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This is for my au! A a teaser of sorts? 👀

It's a poem from Butters perspective, I made art to go with it because,,, I love visuals and I'm extra

Close-ups and other version of two fo the last drawings as well...

y’know i dont know anything about south park but they wear goofy hats and yell a lot and i cant argue with that

Real (I'm fartman)

Butters got the perfect tan and Cartman got burnt

Me: *takes a deep breath*

Me: i lo-

anyone who has spent five seconds around me ever: yes, you love Kenny, we know, you love Kenny so much, he's the light of your life, you love him so much, you just love Kenny, we KNOW, you love Kenny you fucking love Kenny ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE KENNY. WE GET IT.

I swear to god, if Karen isn’t in the fractured but whole I will cry

Me: I AM A STONE COLD BITCH WITH A HEART OF STEEL. NOTHING CAN HURT ME.

My friend: *shows me a clip of the episode the poor kid*

Me: .... *violent sobbing*

Looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you: Kenny McCormick

Looks like they could kill you but is actually a cinnamon role: Kenny McCormick

Looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll: Kenny McCormick

Looks like they would kill you and would actually kill you:

Kenny McCormick

NO SOUTH PARK I DONT WANT ANOTHER RANDY EPISODE. JUST GIVE A KENNY EPISODE AND NO ONE GETS HURT.

Me: *dies and goes to hell*

Satan: Prepare to pay for your sins for all eternity, mortal.

Me: ...Wait before that happens, what kind of devil are you?

Satan: ...what?

Me: you know, are you like the bible Satan, the welcome to hell Satan, or the South Park Satan?

Satan: ... Bruh...

The things keeping me alive right now is knowing that there is going to be a mystery kids episode two, Kenny will talk in the second South Park video game, and that Steven will help peridot with her fear of thunderstorms in the next episode

please hear my vision

Idk this is somewhat of an au. Just a bit of writing bc I got bored.

(Stan is very used to a routine and finds it weird if things aren’t the same way apparently. I wrote basically this line so many times without even realizing 😭 it may change as I edit this-as this is from pre-editing clarity)

[After editing clarity: if you have any questions, comments, concerns or constructive criticism, feel free to give any, because I probably missed stuff in my current half-asleep state. Otherwise, enjoy!]

Stan was waiting by the bus stop, as he did every morning. It felt weird not to do so. He’d been doing it since third or fourth grade after all. It was just routine.

Before Stan could think too much about how long his routine had stayed virtually the same, his best friend Kyle walked over. He was without his ushanka today, something that happened a lot more since Stan said once that Kyle looked good without a hat. Stan didn’t mind.

Stan waved while he watched Kyle make his way over.

Pale, usually decently clear skin and fiery red hair. Green eyes that were brighter than his hat when he wore it, but still went with his accessories regardless.

Stan always found himself observing his super best-friend intently, but wasn’t sure why. He just figured he found Kyle neat, as you should with your best friend.

“Hey dude!” Kyle said, waving, before taking his normal spot next to Stan. “How’s it going?”

“Good,” Stan replied with a small smile.

“Glad to hear,” Kyle said.

They stood for a bit in silence, though not an uncomfortable one. They were such good friends that they could go a while without saying anything and not feel awkward.

After a few minutes, Stan pulled out his phone. He opened an app and started scrolling. It wasn’t long before Kyle was watching over his shoulder.

Stan was used to it at this point. Sheila let Kyle have a phone, of course, but she set up a ton of unnecessary, at least in Stan’s eyes, settings to the phone as Kyle got older. One of those was having the screen time off until after school ends each day, with the restrictions lifting at 3 pm.

Which led to Kyle using watching over Stan’s shoulder as a form of entertainment most of the time. Stan didn’t mind though. For some reason, he really enjoyed when Kyle took interest in whatever was on Stan’s phone and leaned in. Just. His super best-friend. Pretty much close as possible.

Stan shook whatever weird could-be-interpreted-as-gayass thoughts he had floating around from his head and switched his focus back to whatever random shit was playing on his phone.

Well.

He tried to at least.

All he could actually focus on was Kyle leaning his chin on Stan’s shoulder from behind to watch Stan’s phone. Kyle was fully leaning on Stan’s shoulder, close to his face, and Stan felt red.

He didn’t know why, but he felt a bit naseuos all of a sudden.

“Oh, dude sorry but I don’t think it’s the best idea to be so close,” Stan said, voice sounding tight.

“Oh, are you alright?” Kyle asked, sounding worried.

“Yeah. ‘m good. Just need to breathe for a sec…” Stan said, trying to calm his cramping stomach.

what the actual fuck was that about Stanley?! Stan said to himself in his head.

The naseua had calmed down, but now Stan had to address the reason as to WHY he had become naseuos in the first place.

Well, he knew that he used to puke around Wendy when he still liked her…

But that would mean…

Stan shook yet another thought from his head.

God, what was wrong with him today?

Yeah, no. Thats something to unpack later…

Right as Stan finished his thought, Kenny and Cartman arrived.

Kenny had chilled a bit on his lowkey-kind-of-perv-y ways as he’d grown, but Cartman was still a bit of an asshole. Stan honestly would’ve thought something was wrong if he wasn’t.

“What’s up f**s?” Cartman said as he patted Stan HARD on the shoulder, shoving him a bit. “Hope we didn’t interrupt a make out sesh or something.”

Cartman started laughing to himself. Kyle just glared at him, and Stan watched as he walked over to yell at the bigoted boy. A normal thing for the four friends to have play out.

“Hey Stan,” Kenny said from under his parka.

He wore it less often now, but it was a cold winter day, and the extra layer probably felt nice.

“Hi Ken,” Stan said with a greeting high five and fist-bump.

They stood for a bit watching Kyle and Cartman argue before the bus got to their stop.

They all climbed in, Kenny and Cartman sitting more to the front to gossip and be social, while Stan and Kyle sat at the very back of the bus.

Stan took out his phone again, plugging his earbuds in and clicking on his playlist. He stuck one headphone in his right ear and gave the other to Kyle. Listening to music together was an every day occurrence to them. One of Stan’s favorite moments in any day.

Kyle leaned on his shoulder, and after Stan made sure no one was watching them too closely, he leaned his head on top on top of Kyle’s and closed his eyes for a bit.

He wondered how far Kyle must be leaning down to pull off the leaning, but Stan didn’t want to interrupt the moment with unnecessary movement.

All too soon, they were at school, and they had to separate before anyone called them GAY.

Not that that was necessarily a bad thing, but they didn’t want people to label them as something they weren’t. They were just…best buds.

At least, that’s what Stan tried to get himself to believe.

Whatever. Let’s just get inside, get to our lockers and go to first period. No more gay thoughts about your best friend, Stanley, Stan thought to himself.

And with that, then walked into school for the day.