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south_park_kink_meme) wrote2022-07-20 03:24 pm
south_park_kink_meme) wrote2022-07-20 03:24 pm
South Park Kink Meme
This is a kink meme for South Park. It's fun and easy!
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!
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!
Re: Craig/Tweek, con noncon
(Anonymous) 2022-10-28 07:02 am (UTC)(link)The morning comes with hateful inevitability. The first thing Craig is aware of is that he is hurting all over. Sunlight falls on his naked body in ribs, warm gashes through the blinds; Craig rolls over and remembers there's a person beside him, still sleeping.
The sheets have a sour scent, that sickly sweet alcoholic smell like rotting plums lying on the long grass. His guest has bruises like purple roses, a garden on his arms, and his lips are dark and heart-shaped like an exit wound in his face. Craig watches his chest rise and fall shallowly, studies the illegible tattoos on the fleshy parts of his biceps. They were lacerated by scratch marks, those parts that had squished under Craig’s desperate grip, the parts that he suddenly wanted to bite, like a wolf bites the throat of a rabbit. God, there must be something wrong with him. God, he just feels so fucking-
-Sick!
Craig stumbles out of the bed to the bathroom. He empties his guts in the sink and nearly looses his balance. The room is spinning around him, rotating too fast, too slow simultaneously. He grips the edge of the basin, tries not to look at his face in the mirror, or notice how his joints all feel like there's broken glass in them.
Eventually, there's nothing in his stomach to throw up, and the hot churning nausea yields to cold sweat hollowness. He hobbles out of the bathroom, and collapses back in bed. The body beside him doesn't stir, but the sound of breathing reassures him that he probably isn't dead. Craig observes the pattern carefully, the slow and steady in-out that almost lulls him back into uneasy sleep, until he hears a truncated half-snore and the weight on the mattress shifts.
“Hhhhng,”
The man stirs, and with his pale green eyes bloodshot, slitted open, he looks about as bad as Craig feels. Maybe even worse. He manages to smile sheepishly nonetheless, when he notices Craig watching him.
“Okay?” he rasps, and Craig screws up his face.
“Horrible. What did you give me?”
“Nothing,” The man’s lips twitch like he wants to grin, and he rolls over so his hair splays prettily over his pillow, “you were just really drunk. Was the fuck okay?”
Craig has to think about that, his sluggish mind grinding to life as he replays it, salvaged fragments from the cloudy shallows of the recent past. He remembers cumming, his whole body feeling like it was turning inside out, loosing track of where the pain ended and his orgasm began. Even the memory manages to stimulate a little tug of arousal.
“Yeah,” he croaks, nosing into the pillowcase, breathing deeply of the familiar, comforting smell of his laundry powder. He's glad to detect it – it makes him feel a little more like himself. “Bringing me back to mine was a nice touch.”
“No way I was taking you to mine. What if you turned out to be some kind of weirdo?”
“Excuse me?”
“You know,” The man looks a little embarrassed. Less like the creepy predator at a nightclub, and more like the flustered line cook he had met in a Starbucks just over a week ago. He had blanched when Craig had asked him outright, in that brusque way he did:
Are you sure you're up to this kind of thing? You really don't look like the type.
“I know what?”
“Well. Never trust a kink roleplayer you meet on fetlife, right?”
Craig concedes, a reluctant smile tweaking the corners of his lips.
“Right.”
Re: Craig/Tweek, con noncon
(Anonymous) 2022-10-30 02:32 am (UTC)(link)