#pondchatter

Butters makes the little guy hats

Kyle refuses to touch the thing

Stan and Cartman just want ONE night where they don't hear Kyle complain about how eating around it is a biohazard and "NO KENNY I DO NOT WANT TO CUDDLE IT."

Hi hi! I saw a bunch of these trending on twt and really wanted to make one for myself!

I'm a 28 year old fanfic writer who is slowly teaching herself to draw and not freak out whenever she posts. (As in it still happens every time but I'm getting better at hiding it)

On my blog you can read my x readers and my other more character centric fics are on AO3!

Masterlist Here!

AO3: @ ludos_labyrinth

Twt: @ pondhobbit

Bsky: @ muffinhobbit

I know I posted something similar for my little south park oc but I've been trying to doodle her little version lately. I just like her an awful lot ❤️

Hi!!

Sorry if this looks a little weird but I just kind of whipped it up real quick when I realized I had hit 100 follows!

(I don't know if it's like a thing to celebrate reaching 100 followers or not but I'm going to do it because when I realized it made me happy)

I'm still really surprised people want to follow me and read my writing, I've never been very open with the stuff I make just because I tend to be pretty harsh on myself. So thank you to everyone that's helped me overcome that little insecurity!

It's been a long time since I've felt this creative, and I'm super excited to share more of what I make with everyone! In between requests, personal fics, and me trying (key word trying) to learn to draw, I have a lot on my plate and I've never been more happy for that

Nichole Daniels coming from a well traveled family, one that believed in there was strength in knowing others regardless of culture. Nichole had been given the best tutors and wonderful opportunities- well read and well versed in many topics.

Unfortunately this society had not quite caught up to that way of thinking, her intellect instead looked at as a hindrance, an oddity. Out on promenades people avoid eye contact, and at balls the girls titter before turning away, slighting her.

Lady Wendy befriends her, showing Nichole a kindness unmatched by others, swapping anecdotes and books all while giving advice on how to navigate the rather intricate rules of the ton. Wendy refuses to see this ally in women's rights as an outcast, instead happy to bring another like minded individual into her close circle.

It's during one ball without the company of Wendy that she meets one the the Prince's footmen, Stan Marsh. It had been an boring affair, especially with no one talking to her, but that has never stopped Nichole before. Taking up the space next to him, she strikes up a conversation.

Stan knows he is to be seen and not heard at these events. But when such an intriguing, high society girl deigns him worthy enough to speak to, he can't help but comply. Soon this becomes a norm at every soiree, the two seeking one another out in far corners where they cannot be discovered or disturbed.

With every conversation, every joke, every story, they grow ever closer.