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fennecfiree · 6 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY
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cat-brrr · 7 months
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I feeling like drawing this
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oshikko · 1 year
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happy anniversary clyde!
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“Chubby Stan! Chubby whoever the fuck!” YEAH WHAT ABOUT CHUBBY CLYDE ITS LITERALLY CANON THAT HES CHUBBY FUCK ALL OF YOU 😭😭🙌🙌🙌🔥 I forgot what episode it was but it was that one episode where Cartman goes to jail and they gotta find a substitute for the sledding competition against the girls and the boys choose Clyde because he’s what? CHUBBY RAAAAHHHHH
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mccormickgf · 24 days
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Hiiii, can u do a craig tucker with a baby fever/breeding kink x fem reader?? It would give me so much life cause i been reading the same fanfics of him over and over 😭, thank you so much if you do it
need to breed : craig tucker
warnings: nsfw (18+), fem and afab reader, breeding, p-in-v sex, pregnancy mentions, overstimulation, feral craig tbh
notes: i was just gonna write the smut part, but i love craig sm and wanted to write more 😭 also i haven’t written smut in months so i apologize if i’m rusty <3
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“we should have a kid.”
you nearly choke on your own spit at your husband’s forwardness. craig’s always been very blunt in what he says about things or others. but when it comes to the things he wants, he’s a little less vocal. so hearing a suggestion, especially like the one he said, threw you for a loop.
“you- you want to get me pregnant?” you questioned, disbelief in your tone, “and have a baby?”
“that’s usually the order it goes in, yeah.”
you roll your eyes at his sass, but you don’t comment on it. instead, you question him. “whatever, whatever,” you said, “but what’s making you want this now?”
even before you and craig got married, you two talked about having kids one day. it was something both of you wanted in the future. but you weren’t expecting the conversation to happen in the near future.
craig pushes off the doorframe, walking his body to his side of the bed. you watch him curiously as his eyes trail down your body— only wearing a pair of sleep shorts and a thin tank top.
“clyde keeps sending me pictures of he and his wife’s new baby,” craig explained, “it— i guess it just makes me wonder what our baby would look like. and we have the funds to stay afloat, even with one.”
you smile lightly at him. you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about it. maybe it’d have craig’s jet black hair and your eyes, or your hair and craig’s eyes and nose. when you thought about his strong arms holding onto a little chubby baby— your heart soared.
you press a kiss to the tip of his nose. “let’s try.”
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a broken sob falls past your lips as craig thrusts inside of you for the umpteenth time. you don’t know how long you’ve been there, laying on your back on the mattress with your legs folded to your shoulders, but you know you’ve been there long enough for craig to fuck three loads into your sopping cunt. or was it four? you could barely remember your own name, let alone how many times you’ve both cum.
“craig— oh god! it’s too much, ‘s too much!” you cried out. craig’s thrusts were furiously fast, yet accurate enough to hit that one spot that made you see stars over and over again.
“you can take it— fuck!” craig groaned, “gotta make sure you get pregnant, right?”
a shaky moan falls past your lips as you bite the bottom one, your fingers gripping the sheets beneath you like a vice.
normally, craig is a slow-fucker. not necessarily overly slow in pace, but in how he takes his time to pleasure you fully. but this? this is a whole new thing for you and him. it’s like a switch got flipped inside his brain, and everything else was shut off except for his need to breed you.
craig’s cock continued to move in and out of you at an animalistic pace. your pussy was beyond spent, leaking a mix of his cum (that he hasn’t already fucked back into you) and yours onto the bedsheets. if you weren’t so out of it, you’d be embarrassed at the mess beneath you and the sound of it being fucked back into you.
“gonna fill you up with my babies, make you a mama,” craig continued to ramble, a small sheen of sweat on his forehead, “you’d like that wouldn’t you? get you all, shit— nice and pregnant.”
your cunt involuntarily squeezed around his cock at his words, a pornographic moan escaping you. craig lightly chuckled, “oh, so you do like it. i just felt your pretty pussy squeeze me.”
your face burns, but there’s very little chance for embarrassment as you feel another orgasm building up, a heat in your tummy. frantic moans and whines escape you, the pleasure bordering on painful from how many times you’ve cum.
“god, fuck!” you cried, “craig, ‘m gonna cum!” tears of pleasure escape your eyes, falling down your cheeks.
with one hand, craig reaches down and runs firm yet rhythmic circles on your clit, making you gasp. with the other, he grabs onto your hand, pressing it to his lips.
“you gonna cum with me, honey?” he said, his thrusts becoming slightly sloppier as he gets closer to his orgasm, “i’m gonna— gonna fill you up again, k? to make sure you have my baby.”
pleas leave your lips as you grip craig’s hand, throwing your head back as the heat in your stomach finally releases with a final loud moan. craig quickly follows, groaning as his load fills your pussy.
craig stays inside of you as his forehead falls against yours, both of your chests moving up and down in sync. you feel beyond spent, your legs numb from holding them up for so long.
but before you can say anything, craig leans up slightly so he can look in your eyes. “got one more in ya, honey? i wanna make sure i get you pregnant on the first try.”
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forthechubbies · 11 months
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Roadkill°{Rated X} Drabble ->Series
Criminal!Woosan x Victim!Chubby Reader
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W! MOMMY KINK!, MILF! Reader,Strong Language, Sexual themed , mentions of prostitution, Alcohol, and pissed off San yummy 😋...Wooyoung is a mean drunk by the way.
"I said take a left, dumbass!!!"
It is often mentioned that nobody can bear the burden of a guilty conscience. However, have you ever considered what happens when someone or a group of people shamelessly disregard feelings of regret, remorse, and the basic principles of humanity?
Instead, they prioritize their own selfish desires for greed, wealth, and personal gratification, even if it means hurting others.
"ITS HARD TO FUCKIN HEAR OVER THESE SIRENS"
The individuals are the Korean bonnie & clyde; Jung Woo-young; the man driving the getaway van and Choi San the man poorly reading directions. Not much is known about these menances besides them being nothing but a handful of trouble.
Cutting through a rural region facilitated the pair's escape. The guys puffed, drawing in as much breath as possible before bursting into nervous laughter between the duo.
“Oh, sh*t, that was close. Lucky us, huh?" remarked Wooyoung.
San sat in despair and rolled his eyes, saying, "Drive the fucking car.." He had had enough of his beloved for the day.
.....
The stillness between the lovers was uncomfortable following today's somewhat botched theft. San was the one who broke the stillness. "I'll be back," he said casually over his shoulder as he crossed over the motel entrance. Wooyoung huffed, hot on San's trail. "Where are you going?" he inquired, without shoes in the crisp autumn air.
"For a walk." San said, plainly
Instead of confronting San's emotions based on his actions, Wooyoung answered, "Okay." Wooyoung steps furiously into the van before speeding away into the night..l
San didn't bother giving him a moment's glimpse.
What the hell is this place?! Wooyoung was driving through this dump of a town, venting his frustration. He was cruising down the deserted streets when he stumbled upon a crappy gas station. "Just in time," he muttered to himself as he pulled up to the pump. But of course, the tank was empty. "Fuck!" Wooyoung screamed as he punched the steering wheel in anger.
....
In the depths of despair, San painfully acknowledged the vast gap of time without his foolish lover. Anxiety consumed him as futile calls left him restless. Where could that ass be?
By the roadside, the van sat motionless, as if devoid of any purpose. Within its confines, a wooyoung, heavily intoxicated, slumped over carelessly, encircled by a sea of discarded beer bottles. His supposedly peaceful slumber was abruptly shattered by the obnoxious blaring of his cell phone...again
Wooyoung bellowed furiously through the speaker. "Ugh, What..what- Ah! Shit!.... Quit goddamn yelling in my fucking ear!.. ... How the fuck am I supposed to know where the hell I am?! I just woke the fuck up!.....wah! I'm not some damn drunk-asshole! You've been a colossal asswipe all day.. I fucking saved your sorry ass and all you gave a shit about is the dead bitch on the pavement...... He. would have..fucking killed you!... You dumbass."
San's mind was filled with a disturbing idea - were they heartless murderers or courageous outlaws? The reality was horrifying. They were criminals, but taking a life was an entirely new level of wickedness. However, San couldn't ignore the fact that they were not entirely innocent either. The truth was staggering and left San in a state of shock.
During their incarceration, whispers circulated about his involvement in sinister dealings that involved the disappearance of both guards and fellow inmates. But he was not acting alone, driven by a primal instinct to survive.
However, Wooyoung was a different breed altogether. His thirst for blood was almost demonic, a rush of adrenaline that coursed through his veins like a sweet poison.
He reveled in it, relishing the taste of fear and the power it gave him. It was as if he had made a deal with the devil himself, and now he was paying the price in flesh and bone.
San's point was clear: Wooyoung possessed the power to decide the fate of that man, whether to merciless slaughter him or spare his wretched existence.
The man, feeble and defenseless, posed no immediate danger. Yet, in a twisted display of sadistic pleasure, Wooyoung coldly pressed the barrel of his gun against the man's vulnerable skull, relishing in the anticipation of the impending explosion. And then, with a resounding bang, the man's life was abruptly extinguished, his blood mingling with the already crimson-stained surroundings.
In a state of intoxication, Wooyoung seized control of the wheel.
Tragically, lost in his drunken haze, he dared to shut his eyes for what seemed like a mere moment. Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream pierced through the air, jolting him awake... Shit. He hastily pulled over, compelled to investigate, only to be confronted with a shocking sight - a lifeless woman sprawled before him.
He gnashed his teeth, the very last thing he wanted was the hassle of concealing a dead body. Wooyoung's gaze crept up your limbs until it met your face...Shit, she's bleeding a bit but she'll live...I must have scared her out of her wits and she passed out. The longer Wooyoung stared, the more he discerned your profession.
At first, The school girl uniform puzzled him but there's no way in hell, Parents would allow their daughter out the door the way your dressed.
He audaciously dropped to his knees in the grass beside your form, your name tag proudly displaying "Yn" with a heart-shaped flourish. "Bunny Lounge..." he uttered, his voice dripping with disdain. "You're nothing but a filthy prostitute." A humorless chuckle escaped his lips as he continued, "My dear, you are far too beautiful to be a whor-"
His intentions abruptly shifted towards your forsaken purse, mere inches away from your body. A wicked smirk danced upon his lips as he scoffed, relishing in the sinister thrill of his impending actions.
"Just hold on a minute, Sweetheart," He sneered.
With a savage force, Wooyoung tore through the contents of your purse, his hands ravaging through the remnants of your personal belongings. And then, amidst the chaos, he stumbled upon a collection of cherished family photographs, capturing the essence of your existence alongside your innocent baby twin sons.
The realization struck him like a bolt of lightning, electrifying his twisted mind. "You... you're a mother..."
A wave of sorrow washed over him as memories from his troubled childhood resurfaced. He was raised by a single mother who tirelessly struggled to provide for him, doing whatever it took to ensure there was food on the table.
He sensually pressed his ear against your heaving bosom, captivated by the rhythmic melody of your steady heartbeat... Wooyoung wasn't the cuddlyist person in the world but he found instant relief being against your skin.
San was teetering on the edge of madness, his mind consumed by fury, when his spouse burst through the door, guzzling down yet another bottle of the delectable soju. "Daddy's finally graced us with his presence," San sneered.
Woo-young's freakin' good-looking mug was all shiny, like he'd been doused in oil or somethin'. "Sannie-ah!"
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" San exploded, launching himself at Wooyoung and forcefully slamming him against the door. "It's fucking 3am. Where the hell were you?"
"I... I killed an angel," Wooyoung whispered, a sinister giggle escaping his lips as he leaned in close to San's ear. "She's so soft n' sweet...like you." His tongue grazed San's stud earrings. "So I had to keep her-..I had no choice.."
San brushed off Wooyoung's words, tossing him aside like a rag doll as he stormed out of the motel room. But as he took a few steps away, doubt began to creep into his mind. Could it be possible that his drunken lover was actually telling the truth?
As he crept towards the van's rear, his heart pounded with fear. San's hands trembled as he reached for the cold metal handles of the doors. With a deep breath, he pulled them open, and his breath caught in his throat. In the center of the mattress lay a woman.No angel. your dirty body was bound and gagged, your blouse ripped open to reveal a lacy bra. The sight was enough to make San's blood run cold. He knew he had stumbled upon something truly terrifying.
San held his breath slamming the doors shut before rushing to confront the murderer. Wooyoung flinched at the sound of the door. " You look pissed." He chuckled. "Did you see my piece of heaven? Beautiful. Right?!"
Meanwhile, in the cold. As you slowly regained awareness, your foot landed on a glass bottle, knocking it against others. Bringing you up to speed on the issue.
Your heart races as you feel the panic set in. The pressure is crushing you, and you can't even sit up because of the damn rope tying you down. You look around frantically, trying to make sense of your surroundings. Are you outside? In a shed? No, it's a van. Your mind races as you try to figure out how to escape this nightmare.
"You're nothing but a filthy prostitute." A man's voice was the last thing you heard before you fully lost consciousness.
As your captors' voices grew louder, the chilling realization hit you like a ton of bricks - would you ever lay eyes on your beloved boys again? Tears threatened to spill, but you had no time for weakness.
Upon opening the doors, The men found you conscious and confused you stared at them as if their aliens. "Oh shit, She's alive." Wooyoung slurred, "See, Sannie, you hit me for nothing." He happily crawled into the van climbing up your body as you struggled. "Easy, mommy, you don't want to hurt your-"
San aggressively punished his lover upside the head. "Ya! The fuck is wrong with you?! This isn't us." He snatched his lover against the wall of the van with a Slam.
Wooyoung groaned, enjoying the feeling of being manhandled. " We're criminals, Dickhead, bad stuff is what we done." He couldn't take his eyes off your exposed legs. "We should reap the benefits. Don't you think, Sannie?"
San snatched Wooyoung's jaw forcing him to look at him. "There's a fine line between Criminals and monsters and that " He uses his head to movement towards your shaken figure. "Is going overboard!"
San had clearly had enough for the night, but Wooyoung wasn't going to let him get away with it. In a drunken rage, he snapped back, defending himself with all the aggression he could muster.
"Sleep in the damn van!" San barked at Wooyoung, not bothering to look back. "Fucking animal " He hoisted himself onto the bed, forcefully wrapping the rope that restrained your wrists around his neck, and effortlessly lifted you up.
As you observed the furious Wooyoung venting his frustration on the van, you instinctively leaned closer to San, finding some solace in his comforting presence.
..to be continued ♡
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vanoilette · 1 year
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DATING HEADCANONS W CRAIG AND THOSE GUYS ✔︎
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authors note; none
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— craig tucker
hes a pretty nonchalant boyfriend.
And was very forward with his feelings, he let you know.
He wasn’t phased by your guy’s first kiss that much.
He enjoyed it, but didn’t say anything.
The relationship isn’t too eventful, which is shocking considering how chaotic the town is.
You two like to watch all of it happen in your own little bubbles often though.
Sometimes might even get involved in the situation if your lucky, or unlucky.
He watches red racer with you often.
Most definitely take care of stripe together, to the degree is usually on how close the relationship is.
You guys just sorta relax most of the time doing your own things, watching the havoc run wild.
— clyde donovan
Hes super nice, and an emotional guy still. But he can handle things a little better now.
I fully believe that he is still chubby, but honestly it helps with his football games and makes for some good warmth.
He treats you actually pretty good.
Yea, he remembers the shoe thing.
But he trusts you enough to know that you wouldn’t just be in it for the shoes.
He plays football, so if you happen to come to one of the games.
You should expect a sweaty jock to be running up to you after the game ends.
Even if he is a little more in control of his emotions, he sometimes cries if he loses big games.
If you dont cheer, your kinda like his personal cheerleader sometimes.
He went weak after the first kiss.
— jimmy valmer
who wouldn’t like a boyfriend who makes you laugh
he’s a good guy, boyfriend, and still comedian.
Before you two got together, he made some jokes shaped at your humor.
This guy is smooth with his words, and has definitely used pick up lines.
“d-did you just come out the o-oven? Because you’re h-hot.”
he definitely searched that up.
he’s asked for advice from his friends, but it hasn’t helped.
When he realized he actually got you, he was a little surprised.
Hes a somewhat confident guy, so he initiated the first kiss.
You sometimes just sit there while he makes jokes.
— tolkien black
superrr sweet boyfriend.
very supportive too, he’s one of the more understanding people in south park.
definitely took a bit more notice of you when his feelings for you became more noticeable.
he takes you out on dates a lot he be treating you good.
absolutely spoils you.
he himself is also on the football team with Clyde so again, expect a sweaty jock to run up to you after the game ends.
he’s a very considerate person, and values you alot.
In a way you could say he adores you.
makes sure your safe 24/7
He also just likes being around you.
— tweek tweak
oh god, hes nervous.
hes already nervous all the time, so it increases by ten times.
you met him while ordering something at Tweak Bros. Coffee House.
At first, he didn’t think much of it, simply thinking your another customer.
Yet the more often you showed up, the more he started getting to know you.
and soon enough, he began developing feelings for you.
So now hes too nervous to talk to you.
Your first kiss with him was initiated by you, of course.
Hes not that bold.
You sometimes help around the shop.
Or just watch him work.
He’s a little more calmer around you.
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lost-walmartbag · 1 year
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These are all the links to my South Park fanfics. I hope this is laid out well. These are what all the symbols next to some of the links mean.
♡ - Mild nsfw
◇ - Full nsfw
● - Completed series
○ - Ongoing series
☆ - One shot
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Many fics or chapters may not have a symbol next to them, but this does not mean they don't contain mature topics. I put warnings before every chapter so you'll know what it has.
All characters are over 18 unless stated otherwise
These fics are sorted by character
If you don't see a character you want a fic for let me know
Asking for nsfw content is okay
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Kyle Broflozski
-College AU- ●
01 02: 'So it's a date?' 03: 'How'd it go?' ♡ 04: 'Official' 05: 'Good Morning' ◇ 06: 'Fantasy'
-Peace by your side- ○
Prologue 01 02 03
-One-shots- ☆
Prom with Kyle Broflozski Part 1: Cartman, Stan, Kyle Chubby reader smut-shot ◇
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Stan Marsh
-Cheating story S1- ●
01: 'How's that for an autograph?' ◇ 02: 'Guilt' 03: 'Who was it?' ◇ 04: 'It isn't you' 05: 'Don't go'
-Stan x reader S2- ○
01: 'Sarah' 02: 'Missed calls' 03: Meeting 04: Barging in 05: Do you? 06: More than happy 07: Game Plan 08: Pickups and unloads
-One-shots- ☆
Prom with Stan Marsh 01: Cartman, Stan, Kyle
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Kenny McCormick
-Ex story- ●
01: Or not 02: Jealousy 03: Mistake 04: Ice cold loneliness 05: Hangover Breakfast 06: I'm here 07: No expense 08: Peace
-One-shots- ☆
Prom with Kenny Mccormick 02: Kenny, Butters, Clyde
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Butters/ Marjorine x readers
-Marjorine x reader- ●
01: What is my name? 02: Leo? 03: Rejection therapy 04: As terrifying as it might be 05: The plan 06: Can we talk 07: Out 08: Funeral
-One-shots- ☆
Prom with Butters Stotch 02: Kenny, Butters, Clyde
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Craig Tucker x readers
-Sleepover series- ○
01: 'I hate you' 02: 'Sleepover' ◇ 03: 'Plus one' ◇
-One-shots- ☆
Prom with Craig Tucker 03: Craig, Tweek, Tolkien
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Scott Tenorman
-Bound- ○
01 02 03 - coming soon
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Cartman x readers
-First impressions-
01: Good thing 02: Potato salad 03: Plastic 04: Night out 05: Friends 06: Time
-One-shots-
Prom with Eric Cartman 01: Cartman, Stan, Kyle
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Other characters
-Prom series- ☆
Prom with Tweek Tweak Prom with Tolkien Black Prom with Clyde Donovan Prom with Clyde pt2 Prom with Pete Thelman Prom with Jimmy Valmer
-SP characters as dads- ☆
04: Jimmy, Ike, Kevin
-Headcanons- ☆
Clyde headcanons
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This may change so if something is off look back here for updates as fics continue and conclude and new fics start. thank you for the support it means a lot 🩷
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galaxywarp · 8 months
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something about Clyde’s soft simple sweet little face just causes the most nonsensical baby talk to fall out of me whenever I see him
I turn the corner and see him gazing up at me like this
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And I just start going “HELLO my chubby man baby boy man boy baby man. Hello my puppy man man boy baby man boy man. Hello.”
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moocha-muses · 6 months
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Your sims are so well-written ❤️. Who are some of your favourite characters from other players’ games?
Aaah, Anon! I'm so sorry it took me forever to answer this, because it was so sweet and it's such a good ask and I wanted to give it a great answer and I forgot.
Short answer: all my mutuals' sims are adorable and I love them.
Long answer: So I literally kidnapped @pixeldolly's Fiona Merridew, and I'm obsessed with my deep-rooted horror of Larkin. I love @eulaliasims Gaius and Chiana and Theo, and Syx and Kaiden (beautiful tropical birb) and Carlos (perfect hair). @episims Hanna is one of my favorite sims of all time (I like robots) and Jonas has grown on me such slowly and so much (appropriate for a plant sim.) I would fight God herself for @dunne-ias's take on Nina Caliente if God and I weren't pals. I love how @nappe-plays-the-sims writes Candy Hart, and Lana's whole arc. (And Cyan Weiss). @vixsims's Brandi and Dina. @beikonsims's super cute roboticist, Arin Capp. Every weirdo in @mynameisquoi's game except Jack. Every chubby-cheeked toddler in @deedee-sims' Griffonmere. Dr. Gregory Occulus (thank for creating such a perfect being, @virtualpeople).The whole aesthetic vibe of every sim @simmer-until-tender makes. Especially the vampires. @mikexx2's fashion icons, Jillian and Daphne. @simnostalgia's absolutely iconic Xander Roth. And Mashugas! And Tiffany Burb! And Blaire, and-
@plumbbobtoggle Saeed and Rea and Adam (especially Rea.) I think all the sims in @katatty's Hollyhead are super well-created, especially Luna and Myrna and Clyde. (Also, every sim on Nekojima ;D.) @simhealing's found-family version of Natasha, John and Rick Contrary. @enkisstories' own version of Daniel and Gavin and all the extremely technical gameplay that goes with them. @bramblefinch's Helena Zhao (my fave blood-stained disaster.) And @softpine's Elaine <3 and Stevie, who have been rotating in my head a lot, lately, despite everything else that's going down in the Pines.
Sims are the best.
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I feel like people should know Kyle and Clyde are CANONLY CHUBBY not skinny just seeing them being drawn skinny its like...ow...yk?
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fennecfiree · 2 months
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dont feel like finishing
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that one meme with bebe uhh ya
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cat-brrr · 1 year
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I just woke up
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mydaddywiki · 8 months
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Steve Evans
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Physique: Husky/chubby Build Height: 5′ 7″ (1.70 m)
Steve Evans (born 30 October 1962-) is a Scottish professional football manager and former player who is the manager of EFL League One club Stevenage. Evans played professional football for Bolton Wanderers, Clyde, Albion Rovers, Ayr United, Hamilton Academical and St Johnstone until a knee ligament injury ended his playing career at 24. After his retirement he became a manager.
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As some may know, I do like chubs and Steve is a particularly nice one. Plus, he looks kinda like Jack McGee which instantly puts me in lust with him.
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He’s married with two children. Anyway, I have imagined boning him many a time. Slowly milking him, dropping loads on his chest and belly.
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charliemwrites · 7 months
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Dammit Charlie, now you got me making my own COD oc.
Her name is Tommi Clyde and she a short chubby little thing with muscle beneath that fat. And she's a fucking tank, I'm talking no issue with using blunt force, fucking everyone's shit up with a simple jab and actively using herself as a thick, fun-sized meat shield. And with permission, she'll pick up anyone in SpecGru, Nova, Keegan, Daddy, hell, even Nikto.
Legit the definition of "Don't judge a book by it's cover".
This mf's Callsign is Bunny, because she likes to make little hops when happy or praised and occasionally stomps her foot to gain someone's attention when frustrated/overstimulated
And she's absolutely whipped for our good ole Captain Daddy, I mean hearts in her eyes, holding his hand when appropriate and absolutely melting, beaming with pride when he praises her, happy hops and all.
BUNNY.
Oh Castle would just eat her UP. I mean, how could he resist? A thick girl that can spar anyone and anything? A cute lil cupcake that bounces when he calls her a good girl and stops her foot when he’s taking too long to pay attention to her? (Not that he’d ever be so mean to her)
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stardust-sunset · 5 months
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dude i hate the chubby kyle headcanon so much like i really hate it and it’s not because i have anything against chubby headcanons in general (i hc stan, butters, clyde, and sometimes bebe as being chubby) it just does NOT make any sense to me based on his actual character. he’s canonically very athletic. and as for the diabetes thing some of these people actually have no idea how diabetes works. he has TYPE 1 DIABETES and people with t1 diabetes are more often than not thin/underweight because they don’t produce insulin which converts glucose to energy and they can’t regulate blood sugar levels so instead their bodies burn fat and muscle rapidly for energy instead. also overweight people with t1 diabetes are at higher risk of developing serious heart issues and double diabetes, so i don’t think sheila would feed and spoil him to that point. little science lesson for you all. but lately i’m realizing i think the real reason i hate it so much because makes him look like and have the vibes of kyle schwartz who’s entire existence serves as an over the top stereotype meant to be a foil to kyle who is not a stereotype. why is chubby kyle is always fucking portrayed with some gayass sweatervest on. if people really desperately want their chubby, nerdy, IBS-having, sweatervest wearing, investment banker jewish boy kyle s. is RIGHT THERE. there’s also a million other jewish characters in media that are canonically portrayed that way so can we please just have this one. kyle s. even refers to kyle as a redneck jock!! which he isn’t of course but obviously it would seem that way to kyle s, who is everything this fandom tries to force kyle to be. god sorry for ranting, i’m lowkey expecting to get flamed in the notes but we ball
…honestly yeah. me as well.
i’m a bit of a biology nerd myself. it’s a special interest of mine. i have family with diabetes (albeit type 2) and my father is a diabetes specialist. so i believe i’m qualified to talk on behalf of the diabetes aspect. not only does it make more sense for kyle to be underweight but it’s also spreading the false narrative that everyone with diabetes is overweight when that isn’t the case. apologies for the upcoming ramble. but t1 diabetes is typically childhood exclusive. it’s diagnosed at a young age for the most part, especially as seen with kyle. type 1 means that no insulin is formed at all. like…none. like anon said. and don’t think i’m regurgitating what they said. i could literally write up a whole ass essay on how to write kyle’s diabetes and i will if you guys want. i think many people think of type 2 diabetes when writing kyle. the difference between type 1 and type 2 is that people with type 2 diabetes can actually make insulin. but it isn’t enough to fully cancel out the sugar levels in the body. type 2 is also more often than not a somewhat curable disease. you can get rid of type 2 in some cases. you can’t get rid of type 1. and yeah. like anon said. i think sheila cares more about kyle’s health than she does about spoiling him with food.
and yeah. i guess the argument that ‘Ph BuT hEs OnLy 7 lBs lIgHtEr tHaN cArTmAn’ but you can really only say that he’s overweight if you know his height too. they look to be the same height. but you don’t know his exact height therefore you can’t make a case for or against it. like comparing someone who’s 5’6’’ and 120 lbs and someone who’s 5’1’’ and 127 lbs has a BMI difference of more than 6 units. cartman could be shorter. it’s hard to say. but yes. i agree with anon. i hate the chubby kyle headcanon. flame me in the notes. i don’t care. leave anon alone though. shit on my behalf. not theirs.
also yeah . it’s stereotypical as fuck. it’s kinda gross at some point. i agree with anon tho about chubby butters and clyde. maybe stan too because his father insists on feeding him ‘rich kid food’ but yeah. they’re right about kyle s. too. kyle s. is right there. or there’s mort from family guy. go slap your based hdcs on them ig. leave kyle b. out of it. the stereotype that all nerds are chubby and weak is overdone especially when it’s done to the only jewish kid in the show (kyle s doesn’t exist in fanon clearly.
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