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I’m quite fond of them, actually 🏳️‍🌈

Hey world. I know no one is probably reading this, but hey its just me rambling anyways :) So I have no one to really talk to about stuff anymore. Lost most of my friends recently and just over all I have been going through a lot. Don't know if this is the best place to share this, but I'm hoping that people who can relate to this feel / get to know that they're not alone in this :) Im here if you need to talk to anyone about literally anything.

Life is sucks but we'll get through this together <3

-much love from a sad stranger.

Hiii!!!

I want to ask how about the main 4 of the team stan and craig with a s/o who makes art with sprays? I really like that stuff so I want to know your writing about it!

Love you ♡!

Hiya! Looking up what Art Sprays was, I got a bunch of different things, I'm assuming it's mostly just art that you create using spray cans and air brushing, so that is what I'm going off of for this!

Stan Marsh:

- He definitely makes art with you, just not the same type of art.He does, however, take large inspiration from you while he works! In his own words, you're his "muse."

- He has a specific shirt he wears every time you two make art together. He lets it get messy. It's his special shirt for whenever you two make art together, so it has some significance to himself.

- He loves it when you come and do sprays in his barn, he likes seeing how mad his dad gets at the both of you getting paint everywhere- and he likes how a place he detests so much can be made a little better with your literal and figurative splotch of colour!

- He likes to sit back to back with you and work on some art of his own while you are sat down sprayin' away. It builds up the tension of seeing what you two create!

- If you give him and artwork, he'll give you one in return. He always saves his best sketches for you! Even if he is sad to part with them. He puts some of your art up in his locker, because he doesn't trust keeping them at his house. He likes being able to see them at school. They make a monotonous day just so much better for him!

- He likes to have input in your art, if he ever gets asked to choose a colour or setting, he'll jump at the chance to answer! He likes collaborating on art ideas rather than in the actual artistic process, he wants to respect yours and his own styles, and simply collaborate by way of mind!

Kyle Broflovski:

- Kyle immediately researches things about the art form, looking through online gallery's and tutorials. Looking at the different equipment used, they types of art made. He becomes invested in the topic so the two of you can discuss it. He likes hearing your educated opinion on certain techniques and certain works. He likes hearing your advice on how to do certain techniques, even if he knows he is never going to successfully do an art spray.

- He did try though! He asked one day if he could do one alongside you, and he managed to spray paint everywhere but the canvas- And the colours he chose- He really needs to learn some colour theory!

- Because he felt bad for not connecting with you through the hobby, he decided to splurge on some spray paints and airbrush kits for you. At first you freaked out about the whole thing, as the stuff he got you was quite expensive, but he insisted it was fine that you used it!

- If you made an artwork for him, he'd go around showing it to everyone he could. Especially those in his family, who have come to know you as "Kyle's "Friend" Who Likes Art." He brags about your artistic abilities ALL the time!

- He cherishes every artwork you give him, he has a plastic sleeved folder that he slips every work into. He flips through it from time to time to get a hit of motivation, being inspired by what you can do with just a couple of paints!

Kenny Mccormick:

- Kenny doesn't seem to get personal space, nor does he seem to have any regard toward the state of his clothing. While you work, he is often lounging on you, hugging you tightly from behind as you fiddle and tinker with the different sprays. Because of this, he often gets paint on his clothing. Despite this, he wears each splatter like a badge of honour!

- He likes to make different types of art along side you. He'll dip his fingers into the globs of paint that don't make it onto whatever you're spraying them on, and wipe them all over any sheet of paper he can find. He liked to create something purposefully bad or distasteful as a way to tell you how good you are and how talented you are!

- If you ever make art for him, he will hang it up in his house like it was a piece out of a museum. If they are too small to be hung up, he puts them in this small blank art book and presses them in like a mini collection!

- Kenny really likes when you do abstract work, he likes it when nothing makes sense! Because that way the mind can enjoy it in whatever way it wishes. His way is usually lewd however, and he will constantly convince you that there is a phallic shape in your art even though you know there isn't-

- He likes to try to leave paint kisses on you, he thinks their like temporary tattoos of love! It is very cute- though you always worry that he is getting a little to close to ingesting pure paint-

Eric Cartman:

- Eric doesn't like how you spend so much time on your art, so he always joins you whenever you're working on a piece. He needs your attention 24/7!

- He definitely made the "Draw Me Like One Of Your French Girls" joke-

- He's always begging you to take a break and cuddle with him, he doesn't even mind if you're covered head-toe in paint! At a certain point he's usually covered in it as well.

- He'll often ask if you need help with anything to make the process faster so he can have you to himself again- He is actually surprisingly good at sprays though- and you insist he should get into the medium. He'd rather stick to whatever fad he's jumped onto at the moment however.

- If you paint him something he will secretly cherish it- However he will tell you that the painting is a "REMINDER OF HIS CRIPPLING LONELINESS WHEN YOU PAINT 😭😥🤯🤫😾" (A/N I think an excessive amount of emojis is very funny so pardon me heh).

- If you are completely invested in a work, he'll like to lie down beside you and just observe you. Your expression, your posture, how you flick the airbrush every which way. The tenacity brought by every stroke, the way your eyebrows knit together in concentration. He likes seeing you like this, he feels like he's watching an animal in the wild!

Craig Tucker:

- Craig loves it- he thinks the whole thing is so cool. He despises modern and contemporary art, also sharing a true distaste for realism, and finds the vibrancy and freedom of the sprays enticing and exciting!

- He will always ask to see what you are working on, whether it's just a concept in your mind, a sketch, or a full piece!

- I like to think he starts doing it along side you. You obviously influencing him to get into the hobby. He'll start asking you for tips, wanting to watch intently as you do certain techniques so he can be just as good as you. He likes to do it to spend time with you, but he also thinks it makes him looks really cool-

- He'll definitely do sprays of space, the abstract ones that use colours that you may not expect from space- He doesn't take from reality, and likes the use the colour pallets you are already using to see how your art differs.

- If he isn't making stuff along side you though, he likes to watch you work, maybe with his headphones in just watching you spray about! It's relaxing for him, he doesn't have to speak, and neither do you, yet you still feel connected simply through the art form!

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You're literally so sweet! I love you too?!?! Sorry this took so long! Over here I actually smashed this one out, but it was submitted some time ago! Terribly sorry for that!

I hope you enjoyed this! And I hope it was written well enough for y'all!

Thanks for your continued support! <3 <3

i think so much lately about being diapered, straitjacketed, and hooded, and kept in a cage for training 👉👈

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like, maybe i’d try to fight it, but once the straitjacket was on i’d be helpless. all i could do was cry when a diaper is taped on me and my pussy patted condescendingly over it. and then kept in a cage, out of the way, sightless and helpless and feeling the crinkly material against my pussy whenever i shifted. i’d probably start grinding on it, too, unable to help it, trying to move slowly so hopefully my owner doesn’t see what i’m doing (of course they know, though)

i can only enjoy that until my bladder starts to ache though, from all the water they plied me with before forcing me into this. i try to resist, but i know there’s no use. i’m going to be caged for hours and this is why they were kind enough to put me in a diaper. i blush when i give in and let go and wet myself, and have to fight back a moan from how warm and big the diaper gets between my legs, making me start to hump it even more. i get frustrated pulling on the straitjacket, wanting to reach down and touch myself because i can’t get close like this, but it’s no use. i just have to keep grinding my clit against my wet warm diaper uselessly.

i’m not done, though. i can feel someone reach through the bars of my cage and tug on the zipper of the mouth hole of the hood, and when it’s open, something comes up to my lips. i realize it’s a sippy cup, so i can’t try to spill it, and i can’t really move away in the cage. i’m forced to start sucking it, gulping down more water. i try to stop sometimes, but the person doesn’t pull it away, so i resign myself and keep drinking. they only pull the cup when it’s empty… and then another one is pushed to my lips, and repeat. then repeat again.

“you have to stay hydrated,” my owner says sweetly when i finish the third cup, and rubs my diaper between my legs. i whine, trying to hump the new pressure, but their hand pulls away to zip the mouth hole of the hood shut again. “you went so much! good girl, you’re learning fast. tell you what, if you wet yourself again soon, i’ll give you a diaper change and more water and put you back in here for even longer, okay? maybe even with a bullet vibrator tucked inside for you to try to hump. how does that sound, baby?”

i try to argue that i don’t need this, my voice muffled under the hood, and my owner just laughs and starts rubbing between my legs again. i’m helpless to stop it, and realize… i don’t want them to, i’ve stopped arguing to moan, and i’m rocking my hips against the pressure again. it feels… so good, honestly, with something so warm between my legs, and the freedom to relax and let go….

i relax too much and yelp a little in surprise to realize i leaked a little, i just wet myself again— it’s different than before, when i decided to do it to relieve myself, my body just relaxed… but it does feel so good to relax….

my owner notices and laughs. “good girl,” they say with a croon, and give the diaper one last pat, right above my clit. i whine despite myself. “that’s it. just relax and let it happen, because i’m not letting you out for hours, and the diaper isn’t coming off then either. i’ll be back with more water in, hmm, ten minutes!”

Thinking of sub Xiao whimpering desperately and burying his face into his pillow while you so painfully tease his red, aching cock. Him looking up at you with pleading eyes filled with tears as he begs you to make him cum.

Stan the knight who? Mid.

Craig the thief. Our beloved. Get out if you dislike him ughh 🙄 /nsrs

kennys goodbye made entirely in construction paper! :D

i won't tolerate any tweek that isn't happy. his only state is being a tiny sun