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Kenny sighs softly. The pair are cuddling on the couch and the movie ended. Not that Kenny’s really all that interested in the movie. More so the sweet barista under his arm. How does Kenny tell Tweek that he wants to be inside of Tweek’s skin. Yanno; deeper connections.
“That endin’ was so stupid. LAAAAAME,” he admits openly. Clearly disappointed with the movie, but he wasn’t bothered because his company was worth it. “How are you feelin’? Need anythin’?”
As the credits roll, so do Tweek’s eyes. “Yeah, man, what the fuck was that?” Well, it wasn’t a total waste. He’d take any excuse he could to be near Kenny. His frame shifted to keep the contact and be as close as possible, a hand running up and down Kenny’s forearm mindlessly, tracing intricate and invisible patterns on his skin. With a huff, his legs curled underneath to prop him up as he sat up taller, getting ready to switch his brain back on after silencing it for movie watching.
“I’m fine. Thanks though.” His palm raised to cup Kenny’s face and turn it to face him, thumb smoothing under his bottom lash line. The blondes gaze flickered from the others lip up to his eyes, managing a lopsided grin. “What about you? I can take care of you too, y’know.” A pause. “Well, within reason.” Despite the disclaimer, a chaotic mysticism swirled in his green irises like fields of grass on a windy day.
Your Tarot Card
You got: The Moon
You’re deeply creative and intuitive, and many people find you mysterious. You can be manipulative and have a dark side that you’re good at hiding, and maybe have a few skeletons in your closet. That said, there’s a distinct dreamlike quality about you — some might even say psychic.
Stole from: @marshing-on (myself LOL)
Tagging: You!
Hey all!! Similar to Stan’s account, I made an IC blog for Tweek that’s secondary to this one. Give it a follow if you’d like!
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“hnng.. h- how do i look?”
BONUS:
“GREAT- you uh.. you look great, Tweek”

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The volume of the praise doesn’t even get a twitch. Though Gregory had not spoken often to Tweek he knew of the blond’s jittery and sporadic mannerisms for the most part so the sudden hike in volume hardly startles or bothers him. The most he offers is a light smile. Though the mention of theater has him perking up instantly, grip tightening on the heat pack between his hands. All someone had to do was even mention that work and he was instantly paying attention. The Brit’s love of it, especially musical theater, had never waned since he left High School.
Though Tweek soon trails off into another topic, being quite animated and into what he’s saying. It’s only a disappointment when the lad becomes self aware and stops. It gets Gregory to shake his head a little bit while the smile he bears widens.
“It’s fine, Tweek. I don’t mind.” and he didn’t. The last thing Gregory wanted was to be that asshole that got annoyed with people for their quirks. Ugh, how dull and cruel. Setting the heat pack down in his lap a moment he takes that time to flex his hands again to encourage the blood to flow. This is done a few times before he picks the heat pack up again; clearly he’s had this condition with his hands for some time.
“I thank you for the compliment to my singing… and yes, I do still do theater actually. I’ve gotten quite a few roles here and there in some bigger locales.”
After a few seconds of thinking to himself he laughs slightly.
“And honestly? That classroom always freakishly cold. I believe I turned a bunsen burner once or twice to keep warm!”
Green eyes curiously watch the blonde flex his fingers, subconsciously mimicking the motion with one of his own hands in an attempt to understand. “Hah, that’s great. I wanted to keep doing theater after High School but I-I got work shifts dumped on me and don’t really have the time.”
He subtly glanced back to the darkened coffee shop behind him. It felt like a ball and chain but it was all he knew, scared to take the plunge into the unknown. He hated it, it’s why he sought out the answers to things that seemed implausible, he had to know for himself. “What kind of roles did, uh, did you do?” It was fun to geek out with someone who had an interest in the topic too. No mindless stares from his friends or strangers.
The topic change back to the cold classrooms makes him laugh, bubbly and dorky, before glancing away with a smile hidden behind his thermos. “Damn, that’s a good idea. I should’ve done that. I could’ve asked Clyde to bring marshmallows too to toast them.” The more he thought on the idea, the more his nose wrinkled. "Ugh, well… maybe not with him. He causes fires without there being fire around… yeah, no.” Still, the idea of a bonfire sounded great-- or a fireplace. It was freezing out here, typical of Colorado weather.
Scuffing the fronts of his boots against the pavement idly, Tweek felt comfortable enough to relax further into his seat, not perched on the edge like a bird ready to fly at a moment’s notice. He flinched as the cold metal backing of his seat bit through his jacket. “So, uh, any plans for tonight?” Gregory always seemed like a man on a mission, on to the next big thing. The guy was clearly passionate, it was kinda inspiring.
“I’ll hold you when things go wrong I’ll be with you from dusk til dawn I’ll be with you from dusk til dawn Baby, I’m right here…”
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Slipping into the backroom with a small box in tow, the shaky blonde let out a sigh, finally free from the public eye– or so he thought. Turning to tuck his cargo on a shelf, he caught sight of the silent kid, just standing there… menacingly. He reacted normally, just like any kid would.
He screamed and dug his hands into the box to pull out cardboard table coasters to throw at him like ninja stars.
“AAAHH WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU HERE? I WON’T GO ALIVE-”
After the 5th coaster beaned off of the new kids head, Tweek heaved to catch his breath and hunched over, panting. A glance up. “Oh. Buttlord, w-what are you doing here, man?”
after the first, second, third, fourth and finally FIFTH coaster bonks off of the new kid’s head; she gives his head causing the brown hair to flurry a little before he returns to the blonde at hand. tweek had some pretty good reflexes even out of costume. the new kid pulls out his phone, after a few taps and exactly two scrolls, he holds up the phone regarding a tweet made about an increase in vampire activity in south park. a rouse from the coon.
Tweek patiently waited for the new kid to pull up the tweet and show him. His brows raised in panic at the divulge of information, holding a finger up to his lips to shush the kid (despite them having not made a sound), before grabbing their wrist to yank them to the door that separated the front of the shop and the backroom.
His jittering had increased ten fold as shaky hands turned the doorknob and pushed the door ajar, motioning for the brunette to peek out of the sliver to see a handful of vamp kids enjoying their drinks at a table out of the suns reach.
“Oh god.” Coincidence or was the coon onto something? Who knew. Seeing a kid glance in their direction made the blonde jolt and slam the door shut, back pressing against it. He regarded the other with comically wide eyes. “Wh-What the hell, man! Why are they here? What do they want? What are we gonna do?!”
"Good evening, tweek. You have time for a coffe?"
“GAH-- O-Oh…. Hey Gregory.” A cursory glance around, just to make sure this wasn’t some kind of obvious set up before focusing back on him with a sheepish smile. “S-Sure, man. I always have time for coffee.”
since I want to return to the roleplay side of SOUTH PARK, reblog this if you are an ACTIVE SOUTH PARK ROLEPLAY BLOG as of 2020??

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BUTTLORD JUST STANDS THERE, how long for? who knows. she’s just waits there in the backroom silently ( shock ) for tweek to come out and play.
Slipping into the backroom with a small box in tow, the shaky blonde let out a sigh, finally free from the public eye-- or so he thought. Turning to tuck his cargo on a shelf, he caught sight of the silent kid, just standing there... menacingly. He reacted normally, just like any kid would.
He screamed and dug his hands into the box to pull out cardboard table coasters to throw at him like ninja stars.
“AAAHH WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU HERE? I WON’T GO ALIVE-”
After the 5th coaster beaned off of the new kids head, Tweek heaved to catch his breath and hunched over, panting. A glance up. “Oh. Buttlord, w-what are you doing here, man?”
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“Hey Wendy! Uh... any particular reason you wanna hang out? Not saying I don’t want to but... this is sudden... Anything you wanna do?”
❝ INSPRATION’S EVERYWHERE. THE WORLD IS A VERY INTERESTING PLACE. ❞ ✧ independent roleplay blog for p.athea’s my ti.me at po.rtia. gust. written by charms. ✧ blog is still a wip ✧ template.

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“Broke Bitch” - Tiny Meat Gang
So quick, bitch, we workin’ both ends We put shit in motion, we just dipped our toes in, like Whoa, man, I tell that broke bitch If you wanna get in tune, better change your whole pitch, like yo
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