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gy4rucartman · 8 months
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goth kids slice of life brought to you by mod vulture
(the pic descriptions have more context)
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electricwalkman · 6 months
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“If you wanna be one of the non-conformist, all you have to do is dress up like us and listen to the same music we do…”
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teeth-farm · 2 months
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I’d sell a kidney for these assholes to get another episode dedicated to them.
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c0untfagula · 8 months
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My half of an arttrade for the lovely @gy4rucartman ^_^
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spgothkidsheadcanons · 5 months
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hiiii!! can u plz do michael tall goth and reader who is his little sister? (platonic obv) but id rlly apriciatge it if u sdidd!!!!!!! :333333
Of course! I know it took forever, but I’m just coming back off of hiatus!
I hope you enjoy!
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Michael/Little Sister Reader
**PURELY PLATONIC**
- Dude being Michael’s little sister is simutaneously a pain in the ass and the greatest thing in the world
- Growing up, he was always kind of a dick to you, but he always made sure that you had breakfast before school and help with your homework when you needed it
- As he got older, he definitely mellowed out, and you’d have to say that despite the rocky, distant childhood, you two grew so much closer
- Are you hungry? He’s ushering you to the car, ready to eat whatever you are
- Saw something you liked but had to wait to get? It’s already delivered to your house, waiting for you to open it with an attached note that probably says “Because I’m not broke like you”
- And even though you’d be mad about the message, you couldn’t help but finally feel that your brother maybe was more than an asshole
- He’s very very very protective of you in the later years
- Can, will, (and has), knocked someone out for bothering you, and by god, he will do it time and time again
- So yeah, while he can be a butthead, you’re his little sister, and the only harm he wants to see you in is what he puts you in himself
- Overall, 8/10 big brother score ☺️
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countdhracula · 8 months
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Tall Goth
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gotyckasztuka · 3 months
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Thought I might share some sketches of mine... Anyways, teen goth kids from South Park 🦇
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yanderes-galore · 1 year
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hiiii! what about goth! michael x reader headcanons?
i in love with him
Attempt 2 at this as I accidentally closed all my tabs -_- Aged up au after high school. There's not much on him that I could find so it is a bit short.
Yandere! Tall Goth/Michael Concept
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Poor family life, Stalking, Secret photo taking, Michael struggles with love, Kidnapping, Murder/violence, Jealousy, Forced relationship, Breaking and entering, Arson, Theft, Smoking.
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Michael would struggle with having a crush on his darling.
He isn't entirely sure if he believes in love due to his home life with his parents.
He'd probably like his darling if they didn't try to change him like his parents tried to when he was younger and maybe you even understand him.
Michael is conflicted as you seem like a ray of light compared to him.
Your words don't hurt him and you honestly talk to him like he would with someone from his group.
He... appreciates it.
Michael wants to call you a friend but anything more and he gets hesitant.
Love never worked out for his parents, why would it work with him?
Despite his worries... he still finds himself adoring you.
Michael doesn't mind doing illegal tasks to pursue his darling.
It starts with stalking.
Talking with you and taking the occasional picture of you placates his obsession for the time being.
He doesn't want to lose what he has with you... but knows it'll happen at some point.
He keeps photos of you with him and often looks at them when no one is around.
Michael likes to watch you from afar within his group of goths.
But when he isn't with them then he'll follow you, being careful to not be caught.
Michael will move onto more major crimes to pursue this obsession he has.
His feelings grow within him the more he talks with you.
Soon he's breaking into your house to see where you live.
Then he's remembering your route/routine around South Park.
He knows you'd hate him for this.
However... he also knows at some point you'd hate him anyway and call him a monster... so why does it matter?
Michael keeps an eye on who you talk to.
Past crushes, exes, friends, etc....
He doesn't mind doing horrible things to them.
He may even get the goths in on it if he can convince them.
Michael doesn't mind attempting murder and he's already tried kidnapping before.
He tries to be patient with you as he feels you deserve that much.
But... murders and burning houses get suspicious over time.
The theft from your house doesn't help his case either.
Michael can't believe he's going this far for someone who isn't even a goth....
Michael's final progression of his obsession will involve him kidnapping you.
This time he's actually successful in a kidnapping.
You'll awake to your goth friend staring at you in his basement, smoking while leaning on the wall.
He isn't entirely sure how this love thing works yet he thinks you'll help him figure it out.
His way is certainly not the classic way... he's aware of that.
In fact, Michael is a very self-aware yandere.
Which may make things scarier.
Michael is aware that he's killed/injured people, Michael is aware he's done arson, Michael is even aware that this is probably not how you love someone.
Yet Michael loves you.
He's willing to accept these destructive feelings of adoration for you as his own form of love.
So even though you cry and call him a monster, he disregards what you say.
He already knows he's a monster.
Michael doesn't mind inflicting horrible crimes and acts upon this world...
As long as it means he's doing it for you.
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meegan420 · 1 year
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🖤Goth Kids🖤South Park/South Paws🐾
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rattpoisonn · 3 months
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drew the goth kids :)
please give me tips on drawing bodies!!
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fendissxc · 1 year
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a doodle :-) based on mitski song - your best american girl <3
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gy4rucartman · 8 months
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wont you ever know that im in love with you?
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electricwalkman · 5 months
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I love how Michael, the oldest of the goth kids, aged the best outta all of them in the specials
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krist-420 · 1 year
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Michael listening to Depeche Mode’s-A Pain that II’m Used To
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Pajama day! Or, perhaps, Morpheus day would be more fitting? 🌒
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Can I get a dom reader overstimulating a sub Michael?
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Softdom!Reader for Sub!Michael surpemacy. I wanted to be mean to him, but I just couldn’t. This just jumps right into it 😈
Sfw/NSFW
Warnings: Explicit content, P-in-V, overstimulation, light dacryphilia
MINORS DNI
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Michael’s whine was unusually high pitched, his head falling back against the pillow as his body shivered harshly. His wrists were tethered to the headboard by. pair of black fuzzy cuffs, a gag gift he had once gotten you for your first anniversary.
Your hand continuously stroked his cock, keeping a steady pace as you ran your fingers over the length of his erection. Pools of cum were scattered over his stomach, thighs and your hands, some patches almost dry, signifying the amount of time you had been jacking him off. Tongue darting out between your lips, you placed a gentle lick to the underside of his cock, your arousal churning at the frustrated groan he released. “Come on, pretty boy. Use your words, tell me what you want,” purring the words as you latched your lips around his tip. His hips tried to buck away from the warmth of your mouth, his stomach and thigh muscles jumping from overstimulation.
Michael was breathless, lazily pulling at those fuzzy handcuffs in an attempt to push you away, make you stop your agonizing actions to his cock. “Pl-… Please,” was all that your boyfriend could say, his voice catching in his throat when you swirled your tongue around his tip, your hand stroking the neglected part of his length. Unsatisfied with your answer, you simply continued your actions, taking more of him into your mouth every so often.
Michael’s head shook, his eyes squeezing tight as he tried to shimmy away from you once again. You dug your nails into the skin of his thigh, grounding him and silently reminding him of what you asked of him. “Fuck, please (Y/n), fucking stop!” his voice cracking halfway through his plea. Ropes of cum unexpectedly shot from his tip, but you swallowed the spend greedily. You suckled on his tip a little harder before pulling off of him, pressing a kiss to his tip.
“I’m just showing you more attention, Michael. Isn’t that what you asked for?” you teased, wasting no time in stroking his cock once again. The man didn’t answer you, instead his head hitting the pillow almost dramatically when you ran your thumb over his weeping slit. “We’re almost done, love. Just hold out for me,” you whispered sweetly, placing one last kiss to the man’s thigh before pushing yoursef up from your laying position. Crawling gently up and over the man, you saw how his lips were pulled into a pout and tears were brimming his eyes. Leaning to his face, you pressed gentle kisses over his face, murmuring praises against his skin with each peck.
Raising your hips from the man, you reached between your legs to grasp at his aching erection. The breath in his throat hitched at your tongue and his eyes squeezed tightly shut, the tears finally falling from his deep brown eyes. Directing his tip at your soaking slit, you pushed your hips down little by little, engulfing his overstimulated sex with your wet walls.
“That’s it, sweet boy,” you purred as your rump met Michael’s thighs, his cock fully sheathed and pulsing inside of your pussy. Tears continued streaming down his face as it contorted in painful pleasure. He had gone almost nonverbal at this point, his mouth hanging open and senseless whines mixed with repetitive ‘yes, yes, yes’s being the only noise he made as you bounced on his overused erection. The handcuffs clinked as his hands pulled one last time against them, a tired attempt to touch you, to do anything he could to feel your skin beneath his hands to ground him and help him through his orgasm.
Your hands were planted firmly on his chest, taking in his features as he writhed beneath you. Leaning over, you pressed your chest flush against Michael’s, placing a gentle kiss to his tear stained cheeks. “Come on, sweet boy. Just a little bit more. Just give me one more, darling,” you whispered to him, drinking in the low, choked whine he let out. You hovered over him as your hips rocked faster, humming soft praises to him.
The way he looked so angelic beneath you combined with his length stretching your walls, it made you already close to your finish. You decided to spare him from any further torture and sped up your pace, chasing your own high at his final expense of the night. “Hang on, love, I’m so close. Just hold out for me a little longer,” you soothed him, kissing all over his face. Sitting back up, you angled your hips so that his member was directed at your g-spot, striking it each time you took him back inside of you.
It was only a moment later that you stopped your movements and suck in a sharp breath as you hit your orgasm, a drawn out moan following after. You felt Michael’s spend coat your walls, looking down at his exhausted form. Leaning forward, you unclasped the handcuffs, his arms coming to fall lazily by his side. Lifting yourself off of him, you placed a chaste kiss to his forehead, stepping off of the bed to grab a wash cloth.
Coming back to the curly haired man, you apologized about the cold temperature of the cloth as you tenderly wiped his face, cleaning up the tears and sweat from his flushed cheeks. You were diligent in cleaning his skin, making sure to check that he was okay multiple times as you did. After finishing, you tossed the washcloth to the side, crawling up the bed to lay your head on the pillow beside his head.
Wrapping your arms around his exhausted form, you stroked through his raven curls as you soothed him, applogizing for pushing him too far and thanking him for letting you do so. “You did so good, sweet thing. Just rest now,” you pressed one last smooch to his cheek, listening as his breathing evened out and soft snores begin to fill the room. Closing your eyes, you were out soon after, enjoying the lazy cuddling you were sharing with Michael.
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