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thelovelybitten · 10 months
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vera's first watch of south park -- season 4 (part 1)
bc i know this is about to be so very long
EPISODE 1: SEGA DREAMCAST Y'ALL KNOW WHAT IS UP no I FORBID Y'ALL USUING KENNY'S TEEF TIMMEHHHH aww he's so cute NO NOT KENNY'S TEETH DFDSBKGBKSD :'(((( y'all rly stripped my son nakey... SHAME ON U i chuckled at cartman being the tooth fairy kyle is MAD MAD i was mad when i found out santa wasn't real stan kinda slayed w his plan omg MAFIA TOOTH FAIRY THIS IS SO GOOD WHAT "tits" cartman REALLY DEBATING NKDGKNJGFDJKN main four mafia gang WENDY IN FRAME I LOVE HER no bc if stan showed up in a spiffy suit working for the tooth fairy brigade at 8 years old, i don't know why wendy WOULDN'T BE WHIPPED KENNY'S HAT kyle is in his delusional arc, cartman, leave him be wtf... kyle y'all rly left kenny in the river ihy EPISODE 2:
AWWW A LITTLE SLED RACE ON THE TINY HILL
Tolkien slayed get him
please Wendy be in the select four
hc little Stan and little wendy are extremely competitive at sled racing and make it their whole personalities when the gangs hang out for the annual sled racing every year. they still got their little crush on each other but when they break up the first time OH THEY OUT FOR BLOOD.
Tolkien still ate and Cartman is a piece of shit
HATE CRIME ???? Ngl get ur Justice king
this is actually. so good I love when cartman gets what he deserves
Bebe and Kyle in the same frame it must be so
KENNY TAKE ME TO MEXICO
Kenny did not deserve that slap BYE
SJKDNSLCJXK THIS CHASE HAHA
Kyle: what the fuck is happening
the girls gaslighting, girlbossing and gatekeeping AS THEY SHOULD
juvenile hall is. Sumth.
OH THIS BOY ABT TO FUCK ERIC UPPPP
butters: I think Clyde is the next fattest kid SIR THE DISRESPECT ON MY SONS NAME FROM MY OTHER SON ITS PAINFUL. So hard to have multiple children out here
Girls are SLAYIN idc
AYO YALL GET OFF CLYDE I HAVE BEEF WITH CLYDE HATE
Clyde is literally a perfect size wtf y’all on ABT
“Oh my god we killed Kenny”
“We killed Kenny?”
“We killed Kenny, we’re bastards”
STYLE SO TRUE
Y’all hyping up cartmans ass LMAO
Bebe slayed
YALL CANT BREAK HIM OUTTA JAIL THATS ILLEGAL
THE PIG LATIN LMAOOOOOOO THEY DEVOURED
CARTMAN GROSS
KYLE THATS FUNNY LMAO
EW
this is so gross I hate it here
Not HIM FLUSHING THE CIGS
Tolkien rich as fuck
aAND THEY GET HISTORY LESSON LETS GO
WHAT THE FUCK CARTMAN
cartman in his gaslight era AGAIN
Jesus he’s so manipulative but it’s kinda iconic
THE THREE BOYS EPIC
OH THIS PRESENTATION IS WELL DONE MY BOYS WELL DONE
Lmao cartman is so heartless HAHA
CLYDE GET THEM
Bebe on the gals team let’s goooo
Clyde is CRYING LMAOOO
CARTMAN HAHAHAHAHAHA
YO NOT YALL HURTING THE GWORLS JAIL TIME
WHAT IS HAPPENING
okay. That was. An episode. Haha.
EPISODE 3
Kyle being up until 2:00 am UGH
WENDY AND KYLE MY SMART KIDS <3
MR GARRISON THUMBS DOWN DONT PICK ON TIMMY >:(
Timmy doesn’t have ADD but oh my lord I’d die if I had to listen to an audio book of the great gatsby
mackey and victoria asleep REAL OF THEM
STENDYLE ON THE COUCH TOGETHER AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
specifically stendy as their heads lean on one another 🥹🥹🥹
KENNY DONT BONK UR HEAD U DESERVE BETTER
TIMMY SINGER ERAAAAAAA <3 u get em
everyone hyping up Timmy as they should !!! Wendy, Clyde and Tolkien my babies
POGS TIMMY IS A SLAY
Kenny and Cartman WHACKED OUT ON STIMULANTS
DAMN THEY ARE SO BORINGGGG LMAOOO ITS SO FUNNY
the kids: 😐😐😐
I hate this portrayal of Timmy’s disorder 😩
NOT THE PAN TO THE FACE POOR KENNY
NO DONT BEAT UR KIDS PARENTS
“AHHH ITS CHRISTINA AGULIERA” HAHA
Stan ate that speech
INTERESTING EP LOL
EPISODE 4
EVERYONE LOOKS SO CUTE DRESSED UP AWWWWW
KENNY *slams fists* THATS MY BOIIIIII
stan so unbothered by this clown
CARTMAN IS DEADASS ASLEEP ME TOO
contorting girlies got GAME
omg not them trying to do the same show LMAO
KENNY DKCMFHDHDJKCHD THIS COSTUME
not the boys naked PLEASE
Kenny reading on how to sing JSJFBDJSKD WHOLESOME
he's so cute u guys that's my fucking son
the oldies getting frisky EWWWWWWWWWWWW
wait she's dead????
NOOONOT THE GIRLS :(((((((
Kenny side quest I love it
HEMADE IT YAAAAAA
lil Romania girlies getting a slice of America
Stans HOUSE HOLY SHIT
not the girliessss
KENNY POPPING AWFFFFF
Kenny bffr come home
THEY SLAYED ATE THE BOYS UP
THE ENDING NOOOOO
note: Kenny can SING
EPISODE 5
domestic core 4 board game time
not AIDS Cartman bffr
OH KENNY’S GETTING A SIBLING?
CARTMAN NO
GET UR ASS OFF THE COMPUTER RIGHT THIS INSTANT
oh my god I'm actually scared for cartman for once
HE DOESNT DESERVE THIS FATE
STOP TOUCHING HIMMMMM
Kenny being worried abt this baby
Play catch! Cute
OH SHIT KENNY WHAT A FAST BALL
trying to stop him from having sex GENIUS
STAN AND KYLE ON THE WINDOWS JDHSHCJDKXKX THEY’RE MY BESTEST BOYS
Jesus cartman I'm so sorry don't know yet
HUH. NAMBLA IS FUCKED UP
GARRISON COMING OUT KING
MEPHESTO NOOOOOO
THE THREE OF THEM AT THE WINDOW AGAIN I LOVE THEM SO
OH SHES PREGGO SORRY KENNY
KENNY IS RLY TRYING TO KILL THIS KID ITS SO SAD
OH SHIT NOT THE DAD DRINKING IT DHDHCJSJBXHDBDDJDN
NASTY BRO
cartman nooooo
Kenny’s dad is going thru it
KENNYS DREAM OH MY LORD
Kyle NO TAKE IT BACK TAKE IT BACK
these men need jail time JAIL TIME
Don't LAY A GOD DAMN FINGER ON BUTTERS U FREAK OF NATURE
NOT TIMMY ANYONE BUT TIMMY
THIS IS SO FUCKED UP
NO I CANT NOT MY KIDS
RUN KIDS RUN
CARTMAN. YOU CANT BE SERIOUS
NO NOT BUTTERS
The actual trauma NO
I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS CARTMAN I HATE YOU
NO BUTTERS NO NO NO
thank god he's okay
But kennys dad i’m so sorry
Oh KENNYS NEW SIBLING
wait it's kenny PLEASE
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wheelcr · 2 years
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hiii how are you? can you talk more about finn in ur actress dr? like what does he do in his free time or what you usually do together? I'm sooo in love with him♡
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hii nonie! i'm doing good! a lil sleepy ngl but i'm fine. also!! i can totally understand why you're in love w bambi jdhdjd i am too </3
generally, i know finn listens to music a lot. everytime i go on discord his spotify status is always displaying some country or rock song from the 80's, even when we're together he always just has to have his earphones in or he goes like batshit and starts getting really anxious hshdn
he also likes to play basketball and skate! yes, he's tried to do both at the same time on several occasions. he once facetimed me to show off him and his roommate at a basketball court, tried to shoot a hoop from behind him and just completely embarrassed himself in front of me, i was screen recording and obv i posted it to twitter ( with his consent ofc )
i know that he's a huge music geek. he's always on his guitar, always mixing stuff on his little interface thingy which is too intimidating and complicated for me to even try and understand. most of the time when he leaves his laptop on when we hang out i just see like a music editor or like google docs w notes and lyrics open, sometimes it concerns me bc hello?? do you even sleep???
lesser known fact about finn, he loves window - shopping. whether it be online or like in malls in the city, i know from his mom that he's always looking at stuff but never buys anything
and when he's not doing any of those things he's either reading some vintage comic book or some teen romance / coming of age novel, writing movie plots and dumping his ideas in his little notebook, or playing whatever videogame is popular at the time
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most of the time when we hang out it's with the rest of his friends, which, as you know, consists of a bunch of loud mf vloggers and content creators so we're just listening to them banter and do goofy stuff with their dry ass humor, often having the camera shoved in our face once or twice so they can get extra views
though during the times when it's me knocking at his apartment door at 12 in the morning, or like us hanging out on facetime or on discord, we actually just sit in silence, a super comfy silence
when we have the energy to go out and actually make plans with each other, it's mostly going to watch a movie in cinemas or just on his couch, or to the mall to try and beat every kid's ass at the arcade and bag ourselves a few new plushies, which he always ends up giving to me even though he won them fair n square
whenever we go to the mall we always always have to stop for frozen yogurt, it's literally a requirement for whenever we go out. we cannot go home unless we get frozen yogurt
i always end up with like a keepsake when i hang out with him. especially if i'm visiting him after months and months of being busy with our own projects, i always go home with like a new headband or a new plushie or a new keychain
finn's love languages are definitely touch and gift - giving. him randomly handing me something, even if it's like a cheap box of chocolate from the convenience store, it's like his own little way of going 'i missed you' and it makes me smile so fucking much it hurts
anyways— other than that we're normally just dancing like idiots in our room to taylor swift or some old music, or yelling each other's ear off trying to get mvp in call of duty, or filming stupid shorts that will either never get released to the public, or are posted on my personal tiktok account that only dedicated fans will find ksjsks
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jungnoir · 6 years
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hello god ! eeEe since ur reqs r open nd u reblogged tht prompts list, im gonna request 11 with jinjin (a bit of an oddball req but i trust n admire u to make it wonderful) !! i hope ur writing is going well & tht it will continue to ! ily! -kura
how to train your sanha;
park jinwoo | 11. “You want me to take care of a dragon? Me, the person who can’t take care of a cactus.” fantasy!au. | 2.2k words. | fluff, humor. sanha is a smug lil shit dragon
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a/n: “oddball req” KURA THIS IS SO UP MY ALLEY I MIGHT AS WELL HAVE SENT IT TO MYSELF (also I assumed you meant this number 11 and not the other, I’m sorry if it isn’t what you meant!! ily2 keep being a star bc u are). here’s the prince!eunwoo spin off.
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“You want me to take care of a dragon? Me, the person who can’t take care of a cactus.”
Jinwoo smiles shyly, holding the leather reins in his hands. Hands that are littered with calluses and scars that guide the dragon who is several tens of feet taller than the both of you combined with gentleness and love, hands that reach out for you even as you can’t tear your eyes away from those of the dragon towering over your head. The dragon’s curious yellow eyes peer at you in curiosity, his white scales sparkling like diamonds and pearls under the winter sun. Even if you can’t decipher what he’s thinking, you have a feeling that the dragon is judging you and it makes you squirm in your spot.
“Don’t be afraid,” Jinwoo tries to reassure you, “Sanha is really a playful kid. He doesn’t wanna hurt anyone.” “He’s a dragon. A sixty foot dragon with teeth longer than my body and sharper than the knight’s swords! And I’ve seen those swords, they’re sharp!” You want to slap the dragon tamer for giggling at you despite this. You really, really would like to smack the cute grin off his face as even the dragon above the two of you seems to laugh at your utter dismay.
“You should be used to that by now, (Y/N). After all, dragons live among us just like all other creatures do. Sanha is like your next door neighbor.” Jinwoo tries to bargain with your logic, that of which feels definitely unchangeable in your eyes.
You snort and fold your arms along your chest, about to shout another remark at the dragon tamer when the dragon, Sanha, lowers his head from where it hovered so far above you. His snout is so long you have to jump back several feet just to get out of the way of it, and then you find yourself staring down the rather large nostrils of the creature in question, each exhale it took like a blast of July air in the middle of this crisp winter day.
“Sanha!” Jinwoo calls the dragon’s name in a scolding tone, “You’re scaring them! This is no way to treat your new babysitter.”
You blanch at the name, utterly horrified, “Babysitter?! I never said yes, Jinwoo!”
Your friend pouts, the upset clear in his sad eyes as he walks closer to you, thereby dragging the reins and making Sanha inch further as well. You keep your eyes locked with the closed lips of the dragon, waiting in anxiety in case the creature would suddenly snap open its jaws and eat you in one bite like the small cakes you would sneak Jinwoo from the palace’s kitchen.
“It’s not like you need to be scared he won’t like you. Sanha loves you already.” “But he’s only just met me…” You frown, looking at him with a stern glare. Despite never wanting to be close to one, you’d had to do your fair share of studying on them as a chef employed by the royal palace. Since Prince Eunwoo often kept company with the creatures in lieu of humans, there were several dragons littered all around the palace grounds. Even if you were never working in direct contact with dragons, God forbid there come a day you needed to tame one.
You had been working at the palace far longer than Jinwoo had, which meant that you were well aware of him before he was well aware of you. The last dragon tamer had retired, having taken care of the dragons since Prince Eunwoo was just a toddler fascinated with them. With the previous tamer’s departure, a new, younger tamer was preferred. In came Park Jinwoo, much smaller than the prince but so much stronger than most people at the court. You had watched Jinwoo prove himself, crowding a group of rowdy dragons back into their stalls without so much as breaking a sweat while most of the court watched in awe. Jinwoo was always impressive with his knowledge of the creatures, having taken care of them since he was younger and living in the mountains with his family.
It was only one night when you were finishing up cleaning in the kitchens, ready to turn in for the night and head back to the communal sleeping quarters for all the staff when you heard a knock on the doors that led from the kitchen to the outside. Knights looking for leftovers to stuff up on usually came in from the castle, not the back doors, and most of the staff had keys. You remembered a sudden rush of fear, followed by your quick reflexes to grab the nearest frying pan and approach the doors with caution. With each step, it seemed another knock came. Surely, whoever was out there could see the light filtering in from the kitchens. They knew you were there, so there was no point in hiding then.
Carefully, you had walked up to the doors and swung one open, ready to beat to death whomever was trying to get into the kitchens this late at night, when you came face to face with the new dragon tamer. Alarmed, he had fallen back into the dirty ground and knocked himself out cold. That night, you would never forget nursing him back to health on the kitchen floor and nearly laughing your ass off when the first thing he’d asked for after coming to back consciousness was “a really big bottle of rum, please”.
From then on, you had become accustomed to answering to the quiet knocks of the dragon tamer at the kitchen doors, always ready to sneak him a few extra scraps and leftovers for the dragons who would often get jealous of Jinwoo’s dinners. You were sure if the prince ever found out what you  up to, he wouldn’t be the least bit upset. After all, if anyone spoiled the dragons more than Jinwoo, it was the prince himself.
Sometimes, Jinwoo would invite you out of the kitchens with him, away to the highest hill outside of the palace where he would then point out constellations with you and talk about his life. In return, you too would tell him things about yourself. He would always say that even with living at the palace, the place placed on the highest piece of land where everyone could see it out of the windows of their stone homes with ease, its view would never compare to that of the view from the mountain peaks back home. There, Jinwoo divulged, was a place where dragons rested often and where you could feel like you could touch the stars. The closer you two had gotten, the more you had wanted to go.
Despite having known each other for so many years, it was always Jinwoo who came to you and not the other way around. Seldom did you ever venture close enough to the dragon stalls in fear of inciting some rage out of them and having them stampede over your soon-to-be limp body. Jinwoo was well aware of your fear of the large creatures, and had always laughed at the fact and never thought more of it… Or so you had naively believed.
For the first time since birth, you were closer to a dragon than you had ever been or ever wanted to be. You did not like it at all.
“The cakes,” Jinwoo says with a matter-of-fact voice, “all those cakes you sneaked me had your scent on them. They all know you’ve baked them, and they all know you’re the one who has been giving them their sugary fill late at night. They quite adore you, (Y/N).”
At this revelation, Sanha seems to almost smile as much as a dragon can. The dragon sniffs the air around you and a grumble erupts in the air, sounding something like a kitten’s purr amplified off an empty ballroom’s walls.
“O-Oh? Is that so?” You ask, suddenly a bit curious. Hey, if they didn’t hate you…
Out of the blue, Sanha opens his mouth and you see two long, skinny tongues dart out before you can blink. You yelp in surprise when the dragon licks at your apron all of a sudden, clearly tasting some of the leftover cherry filling from the pies you’d made earlier that day. It takes you a few seconds to get used to the pressure of the dragon’s tongue damn near trying to knock you off your feet, but after a bit, you grow used to it. However, you still don’t like it.
The air shifts near you and out of the corner of your eye you see Jinwoo move behind you, just as hands fall to your waist and pull you back a step, right into the dragon tamer’s chest. You gasp at the feeling, unsure how to react. You can’t even protest when the dragon tamer’s fingers start to move against your belly button… wait.
You look down and see that at your waist are Jinwoo’s hands, and in between his slender fingers are the ties of your apron. Oh. He’s untying it.
“It’s probably best to just give it to him. It’s really hard to get dragon saliva smell out of your clothes. Trust me. I’ve tried.” Jinwoo’s voice is calm and sweet against the shell of your ear, an involuntary shudder running down the length of your body from your brain to your toes in those hideous required shoes you had to wear for work.
“I-I could have untied it myself, thank you,” you try to sound stern but keep your arms hovering above your hips nonetheless, allowing him to undo your apron from around you. When it is in his hands and not on you, he tosses it to the dragon who now only has eyes for the fabric. Sanha catches it in his mouth and quickly retreats to his stall like a dog with a bone.
“You needed a new one anyway. It was so big on you that you had to tie it around your front!” Jinwoo protests, moving around you to face you. The dragon tamer looks amused, “And don’t think I didn’t see the look in your eyes.”
You freeze. Oh, there was a plethora of looks that could have been shown in the mere seconds Jinwoo had been pressed up against you. Which ones he could have meant were all a wild card to you. “…you did?”
“Yes! You let Sanha lick you and you didn’t scream or run away crying. You’re warming up to him already!” Jinwoo looks extremely pleased, eyes turning into the pretty half moons you always admired with how big he grins. You let out a sigh; it’s a mix of relief and very, very slight infatuation that you hope he doesn’t catch.
He was right though. For the few moments that Sanha licked at you, you hadn’t been so much scared as you were surprised. The dragon had resembled a puppy to you almost; a large, fire-breathing puppy that could probably eat half of an army in one go if he so pleased. A puppy nonetheless.
Sighing, you glance at the dragon and shake your head slightly, “Still… Jinwoo… I didn’t grow up with dragons like you did. I don’t know the first thing about taking care of them.” “You don’t have to take care of all of them, I’m not the only one here. I’ve got some other dragon tamers coming to help while I’m away visiting my grandmother. I just need you to check on Sanha, just for a few hours out of the day, between cooking and such. I’ll be back before you know it and time will have passed so quickly you’ll be in awe.”
Jinwoo, as a comforting gesture, walks up to you and places both hands on your shoulders. He lowers his head some and smiles at you, “I know you’re capable, (Y/N). I trust you not only with Sanha’s life, but my own. It’s only for a little bit. Can you please help me?”
The combination of his smile and his hands on you must have you going crazy, because despite the doubt that piles in your stomach, another feeling altogether trumps it: honor. You’re so very honored to have Jinwoo trust you this much, and the very thought of bringing sadness or worry to the dragon tamer has you steeling your nerves and straightening your posture before him. It’s almost like another you is speaking when you say, “I’ll do it.”
Overcome with joy, Jinwoo attacks you in a bear hug that nearly squeezes the life out of you, though you can’t help but laugh nonetheless. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! You won’t regret this! You will have so much fun with Sanha, and I’ll deliver you letters via owl-mail when I get the chance to check up on you. This is great, I’ve always wanted you two to get along. I’ll go alert the prince of my departure and then I’ll show you how to care for Sanha, okay? Don’t move!” The excited boy releases you, giving you one last starry-eyed look before bolting off in the direction of the palace.
You’re left winded, a small smile on your face that is covering up a slight grimace. These were the things you did for love, apparently.
You feel a pair of eyes on you and turn your head from watching Jinwoo sprint across the lawn back to Sanha, the canary yellow-eyed dragon seemingly smirking at you from his stall. Your lip turns up into a scowl, “Don’t mock me, you overgrown lizard.”
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