#sp fanfic
This is my prompt for the @spdrabblebomb for the prompt Memory!
I had a lot of fun writing this one. I went an entirely different route with my writing style and I have to admit it was pretty hard for me but I think out of everything I’ve written this one may very well be my favorite.
Anywho, if you’d like the link here it is! https://archiveofourown.org/works/13824321/chapters/34706177
Nichole was always happy when the spring time came, but now she is thinking about how the winter became her favorite time of year.
Specks of pinks and orange painted the sky with a vibrancy that she could never see any place else. Colors popping up from the mountains as the sun slowly set behind it. The warmth of the sun disappearing along with it replacing it with the cold that settled itself in Nichole’s bones. Slowlying closing her eyes she took a deep breath that filled her lungs with the cool scent of winter snow, a smell that never quite left this small town, and exhaled it into a puffy warm breath that danced in the air until it faded into nothingness.
It was part of what made winter her favorite season.
Everyone had always assumed that her favorite season was Spring, and once upon a time ago, there would have been truth to that statement. Seasons change though, and as the seasons change, so do people, and Nichole was one of those people who changed.
Awww, what a sweet pairing! It’s one I don’t usually see, but I always like to see how people characterize the girls, especially one like Red who doesn’t have much to speak of in the canon. I’m glad you utilized her and I really liked the dynamic you gave them. It felt cozy and warm, and it was a nice contrast to the weather/season you chose to connect them with. Thank you for writing!
Prompt used:Memory
This is for the prompt Letter for the @spdrabblebomb
I know, I know. I’m kind of shooting out of all cylinders here, but I had the time to write these so I kind of went in and did them as quickly as I could. This prompt was rough for me because I couldn’t really figure out who I wanted to use or even how I wanted to go about it. I’m glad I decided to use Shelly and Stan. We don’t see much of their interactions anymore so I thought it would be interesting to do!
I hope you all enjoy. And as usual, here is the link https://archiveofourown.org/works/13824321/chapters/34706267
Shelly gets a letter from Stan after the two of them not speaking to each other for years.
Hazel eyes blurred as tears started to press against them. How long had it been? Five? Six years maybe? She had stopped counting after Stan had stopped returning her calls. Their relationship was never the best anyways, but as she got older she tried, he just didn’t.
Part of that was her fault. No, that wasn’t true. All of it was. She had always been so cruel. Harming him in anyway she was able. It was a younger brothers job to annoy their sister, and an older sisters job to protect her brother. Shelly failed in every aspect of her job.
I was so glad to see that you chose this relationship to work with, because as you said in your remarks, we don’t see their interactions much! I think there is definitely a lot that can be explored. The fact that their lives grew so apart and Stan’s so dark really breaks my heart. I hope that from this point they can start healing, and I think they can.
Prompt used:Letter
This is my incredibly late addition to the @spdrabblebomb. My laptop was broken for about two weeks then I got caught up in work, then sick, but I’m back on my game!
This is for the Prompt Ex. If you would prefer to read in on AO3 here’s the link! https://archiveofourown.org/works/13824321/chapters/34706060
Henrietta sees Kenny talking to a beautiful blonde girl and can feel herself getting jealous. Turns out, she is his ex.
Thinned grey eyes watched through a cloud of cigarette smoke as frustration bubbled up in her gut. Frustration eating away her insides leaving the feeling of emptiness in the pit of her belly. Pulling the long cigarette holder from her lips, she rested her chin on the back of limp hand as she watched her boyfriend, the boy she was currently investing her time into, was investing his time into a skinny, pretty little blonde. Appalling, really, to know that someone so normal would be worthy of filling his time.
Hey guys! Got a late submission here that I definitely didn’t want to miss, along with a couple others to come soon.
This one was really sweet! Kenny/Henrietta is not a ship I would have ever expected, but the FBW DLC really changed my mind! I loved the part at the end- it was a really nice way to soften up Henrietta in a way that made me genuinely smile. Thank you for writing!
Prompt Used: Ex
Remember, fear is in no way truthful.
Tweek and Craig’s relationship through post-it notes and texts.
ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14765684/chapters/34252124
I am TERRIBLY late to this, so my sincere apologies! I enjoyed this format- it was an interesting format to telling a story and I liked that it was something different! Their notes are heartfelt and sweet and I love the little bits of their life that you showed between the lines. Thank you for writing!
Today’s prompt is: Letter
Hello everyone, and welcome to the fifth day and conclusion to the May 2018 South Park Drabble Bomb! It’s been a ride and I’ve really enjoyed seeing everyone’s pieces this time around. I hope you had fun, whether you’ve read or participated! Don’t forget to show your support to the writers by liking, reblogging, or leaving kudos and comments if they’ve posted it on AO3!
A refresher on the prompt:
Sending letters in the mail is a pretty old tradition in the modern age, but maybe that’s what makes it so memorable. Does your muse have an old letter that they keep around? It doesn’t have to be something formal either- maybe it’s a quick sticky note, or a list? What significance does it have to your muse? How does it make them feel?
In fifteen minutes, Craig had watched his whole life die.
This is a drabble for Quarter Rests, which is my side project detailing small scenes from within the Halfway universe that either lead up to or fall between the cracks of the present time in that fanfiction. It was written using the prompt “Memory” for the May 2018 South Park Drabble Bomb. This one should prove self-explanatory, but this drabble won’t make a lot of sense without knowing the source. Read Halfway here, and read this chapter of Quarter Rests here on AO3. Enjoy!
The rush to the hospital had taken too long. South Park had been reduced to exactly one ambulance, and there was no way to get around that it could only hold one bed. They’d taken Richard first, who had already fallen unconscious, with a hysterical Helen by his side. Craig stayed with Tweek, and if it hadn’t been an indicator that Tweek would survive the night, some of him wished he hadn’t taken so long to pass out too.
“Where’s Dad,” Tweek mumbled, getting woozier by the moment, and he blinked his eyes very slowly. They were glossy and dilated, and his entire body was burning up. Craig had him in an armchair and was on his knees in front of him, having taken both his arms in his own. He gripped Tweek’s forearms tightly. Tweek’s hands were trembling in his lap.
“They took him to the hospital baby, he’s okay,” Craig said, his voice hushed and soft and hurried. His heart was racing, his lungs collapsing, his mind gone blank except for the determination that he had to keep Tweek in the present, right now, and he had no time to waste otherwise. “They’re taking care of him. They’re coming for you too, okay? They’re gonna make you better baby, I promise-”
Hey guys, this is my own submission for today! Thank you for all your support, and I hope you’ve been enjoying the prompts and lovely works being shared!
Today’s prompt is: Memory
Craig’s trying to keep it together, he really is.
This is sort of a prequel to my previous drabble, ex.
ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14765684/chapters/34217919
The piece for Ex was moving in its execution and this is a lot more of the same! There were several stand-out lines that I appreciated that really emphasized just how much Craig is struggling to be a new, single parent, but that he still wants to make it happen for the baby’s sake. His love for her is genuine and very sweet. I appreciate that this isn’t the perfect happy ending to parenthood for them, to subvert a lot of popular tropes. Thank you for writing!
Today’s prompt is:Memory
Hello everyone! Welcome to day four of the May 2018 South Park Drabble Bomb! This prompt, much like the previous day, was built for sadness, but maybe some of you have decided to make some happy memories your topic? I know you’re all little angst masters though, so I’m ready to get my heart broken. Don’t forget to show your support to the writers by liking, reblogging, or leaving kudos and comments if they’ve posted it on AO3!
A refresher on the prompt:
This one is a very literal use of the theme. A memory can be about anything- it can describe a place, an entire person, a single moment in time, or everything all at once. Is it a painful memory, or a happy one? Has your muse forgotten it? Maybe someone else remembers something that they don’t. How do they feel about that? Is it tied to present day?
