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South Park Kink Meme
This is a kink meme for South Park. It's fun and easy!
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Temp Note 7/30/22: I've had to turn on comment screening because of spamming, but prompts have been great otherwise, so keep 'em coming if you got 'em. Comment screening just means I have to hit a button for them to appear. Please see the FAQ post if you have any questions!
Please click here for a shortcut to the latest fills and prompts on this post!
There's also an index post with links to all the fills and prompts for easy access!
People comment anonymously with their prompts. Then, others write fic or make art based on the prompts and post their creations in response to the original prompt comment below!
Guidelines:
1. Please do not fight about ships or content in your prompts.
2. Hit "Post a new comment" if you'd like to leave a prompt, and hit "Reply to this" beneath the prompt you'd like to fill if you're filling a prompt
It's traditional to write the fic in the replies, but you can leave external site links too (such AO3 for fic, or privatter for art).
3. Please see this example prompt if you need guidance! Prompts don't have to be elaborate; please just try to give writers/artists enough to work with ^~^
- Here is a list of kinks you may find helpful, and you can search on your own as well
- Got an idea that's SFW or not necessarily centered around kink? Check out the General Prompt Meme!
- Prompts can be filled any number of times; one fill does not close out the prompt!
- There's a kink meme Twitter account that tweets when prompts are filled and shares updates/news, and a tumblr where you can submit prompts as well
- Also a collection on AO3 if you should choose to post there as well and would like to add it. There is an input box for collections when you upload a new work on AO3, and you just type in: SouthParkKinkMeme_DW, and it'll pop up
- Here are some examples of past South Park Kink Memes on Livejournal if you're curious
Temp Note 7/30/22: I've had to turn on comment screening because of spamming, but prompts have been great otherwise, so keep 'em coming if you got 'em. Comment screening just means I have to hit a button for them to appear. Please see the FAQ post if you have any questions!
Please click here for a shortcut to the latest fills and prompts on this post!
There's also an index post with links to all the fills and prompts for easy access!
Craig/Tweek, object insertion, alien probe, incidental exhibitionism
(Anonymous) 2022-09-16 07:16 am (UTC)(link)Re: Craig/Tweek, object insertion, alien probe, incidental exhibitionism
(Anonymous) 2023-01-30 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)“So, what seems to be the problem?”
Such a simple question should not be this hard to answer but Tweek has no earthly idea what to say. This situation is so bizarre that the words get caught in his throat. Craig certainly isn’t going to answer either with the compromising position that he is in, laying face down on an examination table with only a thin blue towel thrown over his naked backside. He’s avoiding everyone in the room's eye, staring intently at the speckled floor with a deep-set frown.
It’s obvious he doesn’t want to be here. Tweek doesn’t either! It’s a miracle they could get an appointment at such late notice even if they did have to wait to be called in the damn waiting room for over an hour.
Tweek bites his lip, his eyes ping-ponging around the teal walls of the doctor's office before landing on the monitor above the examination table. He immediately tears his gaze away as it reflects back Craig’s bare ass. Feeling as though the very universe is mocking him, he focuses on the doctor's torso instead and attempts to explain their insane situation.
“Umm, hhng- oh god! We were fooling around and noticed something aahg- abnormal in-inside.” He meekly points in the direction of Craig’s ass even though it is not really needed. This guy works on people's asses for a job. He knows why they are here.
Well, he vaguely knows.
Fooling around is a bit of an understatement but what else can he say?
The idea came to Tweek after work at his parent's coffee shop one day. It was quite busy for Tweek Bros so his parents had him working whenever he was alive and breathing which just so happened to be every day. Tweek’s schedule was insane and he and Craig haven’t been able to be intimate for nearly a month.
So given all the time he’s had to think about things and even fantasize about the day he’d finally be rid of this hell and go back to the normal work torture sessions, he decided that he wanted to try topping.
What he didn’t expect was for Craig to do a movie-set-worthy spit take and choke on his drink after he casually mentioned it.
“Ahhhg, Craig! Don’t die man! We don’t have to!” He grabs a fist full of napkins, accidentally toppling the dispenser with how frantic his movements are. He holds them out to Craig whose eyes gleam with tears brought on from the intense coughing fit.
“I’m sorry!” Tweek tries not to show it, but the rejection hurts. Craig recovers and takes the napkin bouquet, wiping the table clean and pushing the soiled pile to the side.
“No no, it’s okay you just took me by surprise. Uh,” Craig thinks about it for a moment, shrugs, and sits back in his chair. “Yeah, sounds good to me.”
“Are you sure?” Tweek needs to have Craig’s complete and total consent for this. He wants to be sure that it’s something Craig wants to do and Craig has not once shown any interest in bottoming.
“Yeah. You seem to like it when I do it to you so why not?” It’s the classic Craig answer. He isn’t usually opposed to doing things in the bedroom when Tweek suggests them. In fact, he is kinda up for trying whatever no matter how outlandish the idea may be.
Even still, Tweek is as jittery and nervous as ever when the time finally comes.
“Is this okay?”
Tweek hovers over him, his lubed-up cockhead rubbing teasingly at Craig’s entrance.
“Yeah. I’m okay...”
For the longest time, neither of them say anything more, labored puffs of breath filling the space between them. Tweek zones out for a moment, his body going still. His vision becomes unfocused, glued on Craig’s rising and falling abdomen but not seeing it. He’s no longer registering anything that’s happening around him. It’s moments like these that Tweek wishes he could prevent. Moments where he becomes so overwhelmed, so overstimulated with emotions and things happening that he just… stops.
A gossamer touch on his hand brings him back to the present. He looks up, finally meeting Craig’s gaze as he rubs his hand on Tweek’s arm. Craig doesn’t even need to say anything. Though his face shows little emotion, his eyes tell Tweek all he needs to hear. They tell him that he is capable. That he can do this.
With the silent encouragement, Tweek takes a deep breath, stroking himself a few times to bring himself back to full arousal. “Okay. Gonna… ggnnh- put it in now. Just…” He lines himself up, pressing in just the slightest bit. “Relax, man.” He’s saying that as much to himself as he is to Craig.
His hips twitch forward, moaning as his dick is engulfed with incredible warmth. Craig’s fingers curl into the sheets, his thick eyebrows furrowed and his eyes clenched shut as his hips raise to meet Tweek’s. The tightness is making Tweek lightheaded. He tries to push in slowly, but his body spasms and prematurely jerks his hips forward, thrusting almost all the way to the hilt. Craig curses and groans, clenching the bedsheets tighter as his muscles flex around Tweek’s length.
Tweek breathes out a soft “Ahh, Sorry, man.” Craig responds with a throaty grunt of approval as he covers his eyes with the crook of his elbow. Tweek stares forward, mesmerized by the steady rise and fall of Craig’s flushed chest. He pushes in the rest of the way, panting as Craig whines sharply and clenches his lower abdomen.
Tweek looks up at him concerned because he has never heard such a noise come from Craig before. He can’t tell if Craig’s in pain or not so he stops, worried that he has messed up and hurt him accidentally. “Craig?”
His arm is still over his face, but with his free hand he throws out an awkward, stiff thumbs up, evidently not able to find his words. Tweek bites his lip, taking that as an affirmative to continue and starts to roll his hips. The first few thrusts are tentative, cursory, Tweek gaging Craig’s reaction with every move. Then faster. He starts to lose himself in the pleasure, rabbiting his hips and rolling them in such a way that makes Craig gasp and reach for him.
“Babe!” He jolts, lurching forward to wrap his hands around Tweek’s forearms. “Ahhh~ Fuck. Sl-slow down a little,” his voice trembles with the intensity of Tweek’s thrusts. “Mm’ close,” he grunts in explanation, throwing his head back as he props himself up on his elbows. Tweek takes the hint, a little embarrassed of losing control of himself like that, and slows his pace, feeling the tingling pressure in his gut as well.
“Sorry, nnh- God, you’re so tight. You feel so good on my cock. So fucking good, man, aughh.” With a wonton moan, Tweek’s lips latch onto his throat, sucking and kissing with fervor. He licks a line to his collarbone then leans over and kisses him on the lips. He takes his time this go around, letting their orgasms build gradually as he tugs Craig’s body flush against him by his ankles resting on either side of his hips. He pulls out to the tip, letting the head of his cock pulse against Craig’s opening before swiftly plunging back in. Craig yelps in surprise which then morphs into a keening moan as Tweek repeats the motion several more times.
He lifts one of Craig’s legs, angling his pelvis and fucking into him with Craig now laying on his side and drooling a pool onto the pillow. “Ohhh. Fuck… fuuucckk,” he sighs, gasping as Tweek grunts and shifts their positions one last time. Tweek’s arm starts to tire of holding Craig’s leg steady so he drops it, turning Craig fully around so he’s on his hands and knees. He drapes himself over Craig’s back, kissing between his shoulder blades before gripping his thighs and driving into him from behind.
The next thrust is aimed downwards striking deep within Craig and causing him to jolt and scream out in sheer ecstasy. “SHIT!! Ahhh~” Tweek’s mouth twitches into a wide smile, knowing that particular spot well. He strokes it over and over, transforming the normally stoic boy into a writhing, moaning heap as he claws at the sheets.
Tweek can feel himself edging closer and closer to his release, and he wants to make sure Craig is right there with him. “Aahhhhg, O-oh god,” Tweek’s breathing becomes rapid as his hips gain speed, nailing Craig deeper and harder with every thrust. “Ahhh, hunnhh… Gonna cum, man… Fuck urrhhhg… cum so hard. You’re so fucking tight… Squeezing urff- a-around me… Fuck! Icanttakeit! Urrrggghuhuh.”
Craig still can’t seem to answer with words but the trembling of his legs and the fluttering of his insides is enough to tell Tweek he’s close too. Seeing how wrecked he has made Craig, Tweek feels a burst of bubbling confidence. He grips Craig’s hips, gaining leverage as he plunges in over and over. He scrapes against Craig’s walls, eliciting even more of those delicious noises to spill from his sputtering lips. He gasps and pants into the sweat-soaked bedding, finally managing to force out Tweek’s name. “Tweek… hahh~ sh-shit...”
“You hahh~ gonna cum, man? Gonna hrrrgh- cum so hard on my cock? Nahhh~ so fuckin hard?”
Craig whimpers as Tweek slides inside of him. Craig can only nod in response, his hips canting back to meet each of Tweek’s powerful thrusts as Tweek’s pace becomes sloppy. Craig’s moans are loud and high-pitched over the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin. He’s not even trying to stifle his pleasured sounds anymore.
“Tweek, babe… Fuck, Ahhh~” Tweek moans as he feels Craig's walls clench tighter around his cock, desperately rocking back into him. “Gonna- gonna cum-”
His neglected cock drools a puddle onto the sheets, and Tweek takes pride in the fact that he’s actually about to make Craig cum untouched. “Hah~ yeah, Do it, man- hnrghhgg…” He drives into him again, nailing something solid with the head of his cock, but he doesn’t care to worry about what it could be because that pressure is building in his gut and he’s about to burst. “Hahh ahh, Craig! Cra- Ahh! Cum for me!”
A few more thrusts and it’s over. Craig’s hole spasms uncontrollably and his muscles tense hard. Tweek is right there with him. His vision blurs with tears as the pressure builds and builds and he thrusts faster. It happens so quickly, the sensations too much for him to bear especially when Craig’s orgasm tears through him. Craig cums hard with a loud cry. Then there’s a powerful push from deep inside of him, and just as Tweek feels himself reach the edge-
He’s forcibly and violently ejected from Craig’s ass.
“WAAAUUGHhhfFuuugGugghh!!” It takes him so off guard that he falls off the bed, landing on his back with a groan. His face scrunches up in pain from the impact of his skull smacking against the floor. He sits up, rubbing his head as he tries to figure out what the fuck just happened.
When he opens his eyes, they nearly bulge out of his sockets. They trail from the shadow stretching across the floor and enveloping much of their room to Craig laying in a groaning, boneless heap on their bed. They then continue to trail further from his boyfriend’s naked body to the damaged ceiling leaking clouds of dust and debris.
“Cr-Craig…” he breathes, shaking uncontrollably as he grips the wooden frame at the foot of the bed and pulls himself to his feet. He points a trembling finger.
“What the FUCK is that?!??”
Re: Craig/Tweek, object insertion, alien probe, incidental exhibitionism
(Anonymous) 2023-09-10 12:46 am (UTC)(link)