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Kenny, Kyle and Butters w a shy/ s/o
Kyle
Kyle’s such a sweetie omg. He’s so defensive about you and always protects you from any mean comments anyone might make.
I feel like he’d also be pretty private about relationships, so you guys would always have dates at home or go on walks in the forest instead of restaurants.
He definitely had to ask you out. No question. He would’ve been so careful and sweet so that he didn’t freak you out. Totally romantic too. Probably gave you flowers and everything.
People question how the hell you two work? Hot headed and stubborn and the shy, sweet person? They don’t know how but you guys still get along so well.
You guys always cuddle at home. In privacy, he’s so gentle with you and always asks for permission to do anything. He does get more confident later in the relationship, as do you.
Study dates!!! In the public library though, not the school one. It’s a lot quieter.
He knows your coffee order and bring you coffee before classes.
Kenny
Kenny is someone who for sure takes you out of your comfort zone. He’s got a lot of personality when you get to know him.
Loves showing you off. Always holding your hand or your waist. It probably makes you feel grounded and safe though.
He’s such a protective guy fr. He tends to keep you away from Cartman and Craig’s gang just because he isn’t sure how nice they’ll be to you. You’ve hung out with Butters, Kyle and Stan a fair bit though!
I think he likes how shy you are because it means he never has to be jealous of other guys.
Definitely walks you home. I think you guys spend a lot of time at your place, cooking or watching TV.
You guys probably share headphones in class or while studying. He likes to lean his head on your shoulder when he’s not writing notes.
You were so nervous about meeting Karen but she loves you and Kenny brings her around as much as possible. You’re probably happy to play with her or help her with schoolwork.
Butters
What can I say, he’s a darling. Always flaunting you to everyone. Taking you out on nice dates all the time, etc.
His parents actually probably like you since you’re so soft-spoken and do your best to be likeable. They probably think you’re a good influence on him.
You guys probably message all night and then are exhausted in class.
Like Kyle, he knows your coffee order and brings you coffee everyday.
He definitely insists on always paying for everything. (He’s broke but he loves making you happy)
Will always notice if you’re getting anxious and does his very best to comfort you. Holds your hand ALWAYS in public. Even if his friends are assholes about it.
Completely dedicated to you. One of his female friends makes you insecure? Blocked on everything, no contact ever again. Maybe he overcompensates a bit, but he means the best for you.
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COULD YOU DO DOM CRAIG WHERE (ITS KINDA VANILLA) BUT HE HAD YOU COCKWARM HIM (NOT MOUTH) BYT READER CANT KEEP STILL OR QUIET AND HE FUCKS THE SHIT OUT OF HER PLS 🙏
Craig x Reader: library risk
You and Craig were currently studying for your upcoming exam. Craig wasn’t feeling it since Ms. Choksondik’s class was extremely boring. “Hey babe” you look at Craig putting your pencil down. “Yes baby?” You say. “Come on my lap” he pats his lap and you turn red looking around the room. “Craig we are in the library!” You blushed and Craig smirks pulling you on his lap. “Let’s do a game if you can keep quiet then I’ll buy you your (f/f) for a whole week” he says and you smiled. “Alright you’re on Tucker!” You giggle and begin to sit on his lap until he stops you. “Oh no you don’t” he pulls his jeans down revealing his hard cock and you gulped. “T-There’s no way” “at least you’re wearing a skirt so come here”
You lifted your skirt and pulled your panties to the side and Craig slowly puts himself inside you and holds you. “G-God” you bite your lip trying hard not to moan. You begin to do your homework while still struggling with Craig’s cock inside you. Craig grips your waist and smirks knowing full well you’re having a hard time. The library door opens revealing the rest of team Craig. “There they are!” Clyde yells as you shush him. “Why are you here guys?” Craig says gripping your hips tighter as he can feel you tighten up. You were embarrassed. Why must the rest of his friends come now?
Tweek sat on the chair next to you guys and he accidentally looks and begins to blush at view. You looked at Tweek and you begin to blush and whimper moving a little as Craig was throbbing inside you. You put down your pencil and cover your mouth. Tweek begins to blush hard. “Guys we should go! We’re gonna be late!” He says drinking his coffee in panic. “S-s-shit you’re right w-we are watching Terrance and Philip today!” Jimmy exclaims and the rest of Team Craig leaves the library without Tweek looking back at you both. “You guys owe me big time” he shyly says and walks off.
“Nghhhh… thanks Tweek” “Y/N did you just moan?” Craig stops making you whine and pant. “N-no?” You say struggling. “Oh alright then I’ll just pull out” “no don’t!” You whined and Craig pushes you against the table while getting up. “Time to ruin you princess” he says as he pounds you hard and rough causing you to moan loudly. You thank god no one else was here but you two but you didn’t care if someone else walks in. “Fuck me Craig!” You cried out. Craig was grunting in pleasure loving how tight you were. Craig started to bite your neck as he pounds you more roughly.
“Fuck Craig I’m gonna cum!” You yelled as tears run down your face from the intense pleasure. “C’mon princess cum for me” you yelled as you cum all over his cock drooling from the pleasure. “Get ready Y/N I’m gonna cum” Craig pounds you faster and grunts loudly as he begins to fill you up with his cum. He bites your shoulder as he still continues to cum and it begins to drip out of you when he finishes. “F-Fuck Craig” you panted. “We should really go before Mr. Mackey comes to the library” the two begin to fix themselves and run out the library quickly with their stuff.
30 minutes passes and Mr Mackey entered the library and sees the puddle of the floor. “WHO THE FUCK HAD SEX IN HERE M’KAY?!”
(I really hope you like it!)
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Hey babes how are you?? Just came to say I really like your writing and request something
Also I literally don’t remember if I ever requested something from you but if I did just ignore this I’m so sorry 😭
Anyways could I request some pervy!Cartman x fem reader? I feel like he would do all the classic shit (somewhat harmlessly) and probably fail at like, most of it. Also like, hear me out, thigh fucking with Cartman 😩
hi baby! i’m sorry if this took way to long but i finally finished your request. i tried my best writing about thigh fucking, i really hope you enjoy, it was really fun to write about eric!
pervy!eric cartman x fem!reader.
warnings: nsfw, suggestive content, thigh fucking, denigration.
disclaimer: characters mentioned are aged up, eric being creepy and pervy.
eric cartman is totally a bully towards you but not only that, he’s also a big pervert. he will try getting way to close whenever you are around.
he has no shame so he will so mindlessly say all type of cruel and dirty things to you just to get to watch your flustered face, begging for him to leave you alone.
“aww, can’t take a small joke? you’re such a cry baby.”
he’s obsessed with you to the point that his friends are concerned about him. he always talks about you… about the way you pout each time he says something out of hand, also he can’t forget to mention the way you squeeze the soft flesh of your thighs together every time you feel nervous or anxious, he finds it so cute.
whenever you have to sit next to him in class he places one hand on your knee and every time you need to ask a question to your profesor his hand escalates oh so slowly until he’s brushing the tip of his rough fingers against the soft flesh of your inner thigh, making you stutter whenever you talk because the way he’s touching you.
you’re wearing a skirt? don’t mind the phone peeking trough the hem of your skirt to take pictures of your cotton panties, he will use those pictures for his special needs later on that day.
your boobs, your ass, your thighs. he loves every part of you but he has a fascination for your thighs. he will approach form behind, his hands creeping down your ass to get to the soft flesh of your thighs to grope harshly on them. he will push your back against his chest to hump his now growing erection against your ass.
y’all are at a party and there’s no seats left? he will pat softly his lap so you can sit on top of him.
once you’re on top, he will rest his arms around your waist while he moves his pelvis up and down slowly so you can feel every inch of his clothed dick against your pussy, making you gasp. your concerned friends taking notice of your little sounds so they ask you if your feeling fine and eric loves how you try your best to respond to their concerns without moaning.
i feel like he’s really into dry humping because of the look on your flustered face every time you drag your clothed core against him, moving your hips against him like a little bunny on heat.
hear me out, thigh riding. he adores watching you beg for what you want to so you riding the the flesh of his thigh covered by the rough fabric of his jeans it’s a big turn on for him, your hands pulling and gripping on his arms and shoulders, so hot.
HE MANHANDLES YOU. 🤭
he definitely steals your panties and he doesn’t even hide the fact that he’s stealing from you. he straight up walks up to your closet to pull one or two pair of undies from your drawer, doesn’t care if you’re watching or not. he has no shame omfg. 😭😭
“eric, what are you doing with my underwear?” you asked once you came out of the bathroom to see him holding some pair of undies with his hand, a bra from your victoria secret’s collection hanging from his left shoulder.
“i’m taking them home with me, duh? what a dumb question, jesus christ.” he shrugged and even rolled his eyes to the back of his head as if stealing your undies was the most normal thing to do.
one day he can be a thigh guy and the other he can totally be a tit guy. he LOVES boobs, if you have big tits he would totally love the idea of you jerking him of with them. and i’m sorry but if you have small tits he would totally mock you about it.
don’t get me wrong, he would love any type of boobies. big, medium or small, he doesn’t care he just loves teasing you about everything.
if you do have small boobies be ready to feel his hands creeping inside your tank top to cup them with his hands, he would be so amused by the fact that they perfectly fit on the palm of his hands.
and if you have big tits he would act upset or sad over something just so you can pull him into a hug, his face in between your breasts so he can use them as pillows. what a victory for him. 🙌🏻
eric refuses to use contact lenses so he just sticks with glasses and even though he despises them he ADORES putting them on you while he’s fucking you or also when your sucking him off, he thinks it’s cute and hot. maybe having to wear glasses it’s not that bad as he thoughts.
as i said, he loves jerking off with your tits and to cum on them but you know what he loves the most? thigh fucking. yeah, he would LOVE to try it out with you and even though he doesn’t straight up mentions it he would definitely give you small hints about what he wants.
when you go to his house and you have to use his computer to finish a school project he would “accidentally” leave the porn tabs open on his browser, he wouldn’t delete his search history just so you can see and hint what he wants. he’s sick and has no shame.
“you look like a whore, you’re going to make a big mess while i’m fucking the shit out of you?” you can’t even think straight at that point. your blurry orbs looking around your room, the corner of your eyes teary because the overstimulation you felt at that moment of desperation, all you could do was to pull with your fists the bedsheets while you arched your back and parted your shaky legs once you felt his body settling in between them. “no, no. i’m not going to fuck that pussy of yours, not yet. i’m going to fuck your thighs.” his rough hands closed your legs so the soft flesh of your inner thighs could squeeze oh so softly his already lubricated cock because of the sticky pre cum that was leaking from the tip of his dick.
“oh fuck…” a groan escaped from his parted lips once he started pushing his pelvis back and forward, holding the meat of your thighs tightly with his hands to keep them in place while he dragged his body oh so slowly, wanting to edge himself to worship the moment in between your soft skin. you felt the tip of his dick brushing slightly against your clit every time he humped your thighs, he was picking up the rhythm of his steady movements and you tried your best by hushing your moans and whimpers, covering your mouth with the palm of your hand, not wanting to wake up your parents with the lewd sounds that threatened to come out of your lips. “what a fucking dirty slut, enjoying yourself as i fuck myself with your thighs… moan for me.” he pleaded, or more like… he ordered, taking your hand harshly to pin it up against your head so you wouldn’t have a chance to hush your sounds.
he pounded even harder this time and your inner thighs now felt sore because of the way he was mindlessly humping against them. “eric… please, fuck me.” the way you moaned his name out loud made the firm grip he had on the flesh of your legs harder, his nails and fingers digging on the plumpness of your skin while he kept moving his hips lazily and sloppily in between your legs. “who am i to deny it when you asked so nicely, hm?” you couldn’t make out his expression because of the way the soft locks of his hair sticked to his forehead thanks to the sweat, covering his dark eyes. his strong arms wrapped around your waist to adjust your body on the bed, now laying yourself facing down the mattress. “ass up, slut.” he made your arch your back by pushing softly on your lower back, pumping his dick with his own hand while he adjusted himself on your entrance, dragging the tip of his meat against your aching pussy. “you’re so fucking wet for me, i’m going to fuck you dumb… so dumb that the only thought you will have inside that little brain of yours will be my dick. get it?” he pulled harshly on the soft locks of your hair, his free hand creeping up to your neck, wrapping his cold digits around your throat. “get it?” he asked once again, wanting to gain a response from you. he pulled your hair harder, earning a yelp from your soft and plump lips. “got it!” you said in between little whimpers.
“good girl.”
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Dumb (Part One)
Kenny McCormick × AFAB! Reader
Part Two: Coming Soon
Request Open! -> About Requests
TW: They killed Kenny, you bastards! (Non permanent character death), descriptions of blood and Gore. Angst with a happy ending; hurt/comfort
Synopsis: y/n watches Kenny die right in front of her. The next day, she goes to school in shambles, only to see a familiar face beside her at her locker. Needless to say, she's pretty sure she is losing her mind.
Inspo: Dumb by Nirvana
Y/N found herself standing in the parking lot of South Park High on her first day of senior year, staring at her best friend.
Her dead best friend.
She watches in horror as Clyde Donovan rushes out from his brand-new convertible in a panic. The front end was dented in from the impact, and the once shiny yellow paint job was splattered in a dark crimson red.
Y/N wasn't sure what had happened. It seemed as though they were hopping out of Stan's car just a moment ago, excited for the first day of their last year in this hell hole.
Now, Kenny lay sprawled out against the pavement, surrounded by a pool of blood.
"I told you to put your goddamn phone down, Clyde!" Shouts Bebe from the passenger seat in between sobs.
Y/N sees Clyde running his hands through his hair, pulling at the strands as tears well in his eyes, "I, I didn't see him!" He screamed, looking around at the crowd gathering around the gruesome scene.
Stan, rushing over to Y/N, was quick to try and shield her from the sight, but she had already soaked it in—every last detail down to his torn-up shoes.
"You," she pushes out, hot tears beginning to streak down her face, "You fucking bastard!"
Y/N attempts to launch herself past Stan, though he holds her back as she claws at the air around her as though it would help push her forward. "Was it worth it, Clyde? You killed him, and all you can say is, 'I didn't see him'?! What kind of lame fucking apology is that?!"
She could feel the strain in her vocal cords as she raged on, and somehow, she had broke free of Stan's grasp. Running at full speed towards Clyde, she quickly punches him square in the jaw.
"Y/N, stop!" Shouts Kyle as he, Stan, and a few other seniors sprint to restrain her as Clyde recoils to try and protect himself from Y/N's aggression. She rips the leather sleeve of Clyde's letterman jacket in a rage at the seam.
"I hope you're fucking happy! You ruined senior year, you braindead prick!"
Ambulance and police sirens sound off in the distance as Y/N's friends force her to sit on the sidewalk, holding onto her as she wails out in heartbreak.
"I'm not going." Y/N protests as her mother sets down a bowl of oatmeal in front of her at the dining room table.
How was she supposed to live in a world without Kenny McCormick by her side?
-> <-
Her mother sighs in response, taking a seat beside the gloomy girl. "Honey, you're going to school. What's gotten into you?"
Furrowing her eyebrow, Y/N lifts her head from its place on the edge of the table. Her face was puffy, and her eyes were still swollen from the nonstop crying.
"What's gotten into me? Are you kidding?"
Her mom cocks her head, placing a loving hand on her daughter's shoulder, "Oh dear, is it that time of the month already?"
Scoffing in disbelief, more tears began to collect in her eyes. How could her mother forget that her friend had just been brutally slaughtered?
"You know what, maybe I will go to school. I can't be around you right now."
Mrs. Y/L/N watches her daughter jolt from her chair and scurry towards the door, throwing on a pair of shoes and haphazardly slinging her school bag across her shoulder.
"Don't forget your car keys!" Shouts the confused woman from the kitchen.
"I'm walking!" Screams a very upset Y/N as the front door slams shut behind her.
Cold autumn air gushed against her as she made the rather long trek to school on foot. She'd needed the time alone to collect herself. Yet, for some reason, every familiar car that passed by harbored her classmates, who all dawned smiles or tired looks. It seemed she was the only one who cared that Kenny was dead.
A horn honks in the distance, and she turns to see the familiar sight of Stan's car behind her as he pulls off to the side of the road. Rolling down his window, he pokes his head out with a perplexed look plastered on his face. "You want a ride?"
Y/N waits a moment before shrugging, walking over slowly, and lazily flopping herself into the car.
The drive was mostly filled with comfortable silence as Stan drove them to school. His head bobbed along to the stereo as he seemed to be in high spirits.
This baffled Y/N, as she had been talking to a disheveled Stan just yesterday. "How are you in such a good mood?"
"What do you mean? We got a whole extra day off of school. Of course, I'm in a good mood! Aren't you?"
Y/N scoffs in astonishment as she looks at him with disdain.
"No, Stan, I'm not in a good mood."
He frowns at her words, peering over at her momentarily as they pull into the school's student parking lot, "Oh, I'm sorry, Y/N. Maybe Ken can make you feel better. He's pretty good at that."
She freezes, questioning if she has heard him correctly.
"What the fuck did you just say to me?"
Stan laughs nervously as he watches her expression fall further into anger. "Oh, that's why you're upset. Look, whatever Kenny did, I'm sure he didn't mean it-"
Stan is left speechless after she sends a hand flying into his cheek. As he holds his stinging face, Y/N swings the passenger door open as she glares back at him through blurred vision.
"What is wrong with you, Marsh? It's only been a day, and you think it's okay to joke about him? Have some decency, would you?"
And with that, she storms through the parking lot. Once inside, she looked around to see everyone going about their day like everything was fine. Like nothing had ever happened.
The most infuriating thing she saw was Clyde Donovan leaning against a stairwell, flirting with some sophomore.
A low growl rose in her chest, but she knew she couldn't start a fight with him after yesterday. She had narrowly avoided assault charges in the first place. Speed walking through the halls, she ignores the warm greetings of her friends she passed while she was on a mission to make it to her locker without completely breaking down.
Shoving a couple of books into her bag, she lingers when she sees the inside of the locker door. A few Polaroid pictures hung sloppily taped onto the metal. One caught her eye in particular: she posed with Kenny on a snowy February. She held a middle finger to the camera as Kenny leaned against her, keeping two fingers behind Y/N's head to resemble devil horns.
And once again, she becomes a blubbering mess. Using her sweatshirt sleeve, she covers her wet face and gently shuts the locker.
"G'mornin, Y/N."
Those words and that voice made her spiral into full-on bawling.
"Angel, why are you crying?" Kenny's familiar voice speaks up from behind her.
It seemed so natural. She convinced herself it must be her grieving subconscious filling that empty void. That warm greeting she looked forward to every day, those sickeningly sweet nicknames, had been ripped away.
Chalking it up to the slow descent into madness, Y/N looks down and continues walking toward her first-period class as the first bell sounds.
Someone grabs her by the waist, stopping her dead in her tracks.
Hot breath against her ear as that honey-like voice whispers gently.
"Hey, don't ignore me. Who made you cry?"
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🧡 teen!Kenny McCormick x teen!Reader Oneshot I can't die 🐀
When you and Kenny were kids, you were friends. You carried your friendship into adolescence, making your relationship even stronger by starting dating. And every day you walked home together after school. Next to you, he felt calmer and death came to him even less often than usual. When you reached the intersection, you diverged, you crossed the road and walked towards your house, and he went straight to his home. However, this time everything did not go according to plan. At the intersection, when you were walking across the road, a dashing driver hit you and didn't even slow down, quickly disappearing. Kenny looked in shock at your broken body, at how a puddle of blood appeared on the asphalt, soaking your clothes. Usually he was the one who was hit by a car, but now it was not so and he was shocked. He tried to approach you on stiff legs, but something happened that he did not expect. He saw how your broken bones were fused together, how he saw how your twisted arm fell into place, after which you abruptly sat up, eyes wide and breathing loudly. It took you a few seconds to come to your senses, after which you screamed loudly, turning in the direction of the car that had left.
"Freak! May your wheels be punctured!"
"(Y/N)..."
You turned your head towards Kenny and he saw a slight fright on your face. You obviously didn't expect that there would be a witness to what happened.
"...I can explain everything"
He abruptly rushed to you, after which he hugged you tightly, not paying attention to the fact that he was getting dirty in blood.
"I do not know how it is possible, but it is good that it is possible... I thought you were dead..."
You awkwardly patted him on the back.
"Hey, it's okay, it's not my first death and I think it won't be the last..."
Kenny looked at your face in surprise, pulling away from you a little. You looked at him guiltily, confused by your conversation.
"Kenny... I can't die... Well, I mean, I'm dying, I turn off for a second or two, and then the lights turn on again and I'm here again..."
"You'll have to tell me everything, but not here... Are your parents at home?"
"No, but why this question?"
You didn't have time to say anything else as he easily picked you up in his arms and carried you to your home. A long conversation was waiting for you after you changed into clothes that would be whole and not stained with blood. He didn't know if you remembered about his death, but your death will remain in his memory for a long time, even though you were alive now.
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🩸You messed up🩸
(featuring the reader in it)
I watched the video multiple times and I thought about inserting the reader into it. I might do "The Bridge" after this.
Warnings: Spoilers (Again LMAO)
(Name), Craig, Token, and Clyde all stare in horror as a certain song starts playing. Tweek was freaking out and covering his ears while Gregory dances around him before he starts singing.
"We messed upon the stairs", Gregory glanced at all of them while smiling as he moved behind Craig. "We spoke of was and when", Craig singed. "Although I wasn't there".
"He said I was his friend". Pip, Tweek, and Gregory appeared in front them as Gregory's eyes rolled to the back as black ink hands started coming out of his mouth.
"Which came as a surprise". Craig, Token, and Clyde singed at the same time as (Name) tried to walk away before Gregory blocked their way as he opened his mouth and more black ink hands came out.
"I spoke into his eyes, I thought you died alone". (Name) backed away from Gregory as they stood next to Craig who continued to sing while staring at the demons before his eyes.
"A long, long time ago". Tweek was freaking out again as Pip was happily flying around him. Gregory gave several glances at (Name) as they gripped onto Craig's sleeve while shaking.
"Oh no, not me", the song played as Gregory glitched into different designs of himself with Tweek and Pip in the background.
"We never lost control", Gregory lifted his left hand to the side as a small blonde boy was in front of (Name) and (Name) recognized him as Thomas.
"You're face to face, with the man who sold the world". Thomas smiled nervously as he covered his mouth but he uncovered it as he puked blood everywhere while his wings, horns and tail appeared in the progress. Some of his blood got on (Name)'s face and clothes.
(Name) flinched as Craig pulled them away from Thomas.
"I laughed and stook his hand". An memory image appeared and it showed a school bus in the great canyon. "And made my way back home". Gregory was sitting next to Stan on the bus while he seems to be slightly annoyed with Stan.
"I searched for form and land". Gregory was walking behind Stan on a path while Stan was eating a banana".
"For years and years I roam". Stan finished eating his banana as he threw the peel onto Gregory's hand and Gregory was pissed at Stan for doing that.
"I gazed a gazeless stare". Gregory threw the peel onto the ground as he gave Stan an angry look and prepared to confront him.
"We walked a millions years, I must have died alone". Gregory ended up stepping onto the peel and slipped over the rails and began to start falling off the cliff which resulted in him dying.
"A long, long time ago". Gregory singed as Pip continued to fly around Tweek as he freaked out even more.
"Who knows? not me". the scene replayed with Gregory glitching from different designs with Tweek and Thomas in the background this time.
"I never lost control". (Name) could see a glimpse of Pip holding a body's hand in his own behind Gregory.
"You're face to face, with the man who sold the world". Pip threw down Jimmy's body onto the ground that had his skull showing from his face being bitten off.
Thomas began to throw up blood onto Jimmy's body.
Craig, Token, and Clyde all had scared looks on their face as they began to start running while leaving (Name) behind.
(Name) began to run to catch up with them until Gregory's black ink hands grabbed their leg and pulled them backwards.
(Name) tried to get themselves free from the black ink hands until Craig, Token, and Clyde were out of their sight.
All (Name) could see was the corpse of Jimmy Valmer lying down on the ground a few feets from them as the song began to fade out.
Hahahahahfjskdbdjjsjs why did I write this😭😭
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Pink Picasso
Craig Tucker x gn!Reader
fluff/hurt/comfort cause im a sucker for his stoic ass, basically despite everything bad happening around yall you can depend on eachother and have eachother through everything, everything is pretty gn, i did put the prefix ‘mx’ in there once, feel free to read it with which ever prefix you prefer!!
Today was a particularly draining day for you, stress from work and just overall just feeling upset. After work you came home and flopped into bed with a groan ready to sleep the day away. You drifted off for a couple hours until your phone ringing woke you up. It was your boyfriend Craig, you were shocked and began to panic. You had a date night planned tonight and you forgot all about it. You picked up the facetime call with a frown.
“Baby, I’m sorry, I fell asleep after work.” You said sadly into the phone. He had a little smile on his face as he heard your voice.
“That’s alright honey, I figured when you didnt text after an hour. Come let me in.” He said as he got out his car. You heard his door shut from out your window and smiled dragging yourself out of bed to your front door. He hung up the phone and knocked on the door. When you opened it he held out a bouquet of lavender for you to take. “Some relaxing flowers to start off out night of relaxation. How you feeling honey?” He asked as you let him walk in taking the flowers. You knew he could tell how tired you looked, you couldn’t do anything about it now.
“Tired and stressed, works been a lot lately.” You said with a sigh, he grabbed the flowers from you and placed them on a nearby counter and wrapped you up in a big hug. You finally let it all out as you wrapped your arms around him, you let your tears flow. “I’m sick of dealing with all these sucky people all the time. It sucks, it sucks real bad.” You sobbed muffled into his chest. He pet your head gently and rocked you side to side. Even though he wasn’t doing the most, it helped you so much knowing he was here for you.
“I know baby, I know.” He said quietly. You held onto him tightly, not wanting to let him go. Is this really all you needed to help your stress? Your body didn’t seem to ache as much as it did when you got into bed.
“Why do people think its okay to treat others like shit? Just because they don’t know me they think its alright, that it’s not gonna effect me! It’s bullshit, it’s all bullshit.” Craig placed a kiss on the top of your head and rested his chin there now rubbing soothing circles on your back. Despite his lack of response he’s helping you so much by just being there for you. His touch seemed to heal all your stress and anxiety. The tears slowly stopped as you began to let yourself be in this moment with him.
“Cmon, lets get you in the bath and I’ll order us some food.” He said after a couple minutes like this. You nodded pulling away from his chest. He grabbed your hand leading you to your room. “Grab some comfy clothes, I’m gonna start the water.” He said now making his way to the bathroom. You brought your clothes and towels with you to the bathroom and watched quietly and he glided his hand through the bubbly water.
“Thank you baby.” You said quietly making him jump. He turned and smiled at you holding his other hand out for you to come closer. You obliged standing next to him resting your head atop his. He was sat on the edge of the tub, one arm around you an the other in the bath water.
“What do you think about steak n shake?” He asked looking up at you as he stopped the water. You smiled and nodded.
“Do I get a milkshake?” You asked setting your clothes and towel down. He laughed at your question.
“Yea you’re gettin your own, cause I’m not sharing mine.” He said getting up and out of your way. You frowned at him for knowing you’d drink his.
“Can I at least try yours?” You asked with puppy eyes. He rolled his eyes with a laugh.
“Yea I guess, but you can’t have it if you end up liking it.” Craig said leading you to sigh. “Im gonna go put the flowers up and order the food. Shout if you need me.” He placed a kiss on your nose before he left the bathroom leaving the door cracked. You smiled to yourself as you undressed and got in the hot water. The whatever tension was left in your body left quickly as you sunk into the bubbly water. After about 15 minutes there was a knock at the bathroom door before Craig walked in.
“There you are, I was worried you got lost.” You teased and he rolled his eyes with a fake laugh. He had his keys in hand as he knelt down beside the tub.
“Im gonna go pick up the food, when you get out you wanna set up the room for a movie? Im thinking rom coms.” He said running a hand through your damp hair. He knew what he was doing suggesting rom coms.
“Ooo feeling cheesy today huh?” You teased making him laugh.
“Yeah yeah, it’s cause I love you and know Adam Sandler will make you feel better.” He said and poked your forehead. Now its your turn to laugh.
“You know me too well Mister Tucker. And yes I would love to set up movie night!” You said with a bright smile. Everything Craig has done for you today has made all the weight you felt earlier disappear, you have no worries with him around and he knows it.
“Alright Mx. Tucker, the next time you see me I’ll have a bunch of food and milkshakes. Don’t drown while I’m gone please!” He placed a kiss on your lips and left you red faced in your bath. You spent 5 more minutes in the warm water before getting out to dry off and get dressed. You cut on the fairy lights in your room as to keep it dim and set up the tv. You walked over to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water and noticed the lavender in a vase on the counter there.
“Not one for placement is he.” You said to yourself. You breathed in the fresh scent from the flowers before moving it to the coffee table in the living room. You went to go lay back down in the bed and wait for Craig who showed up 5 minutes later. “Welcome home honey!” You said happily from your spot on the bed. He placed 2 bags of food down on the bed and the shakes on the bedside table before he climbed in the bed and squished you into a hug.
“Thats something I’m gonna need to hear more often.” He said and peppered your face in kisses. “Let’s eat!” He said and brought the bags of food to your laps.
“Thank you for this Craig. I really needed it.” You said opening up your food. He leaned over placing a kiss at your temple and then nudged you with his shoulder before he spoke.
“If you’re not happy I’m not happy. You mean the everything to me and I don’t want you being so stressed out over work. No matter how everyone else treats you, I’m always gonna be here to wash it away. I need you to remember that whenever you’re upset.” He said and you rested your head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around you. “I wanna marry you one day, and if I can’t keep you happy, how am I gonna make that happen?” He asked rhetorically, you laughed at how cheesy he was being.
“You’re such a loser Craig.” You laughed and he could only scoff. “I love you.” You said and kissed his cheek.
“I love you too honey.” He replied and gave you a kiss on the lips.
Yea yea, craig might be out of character, what about it!?!?!!! I just need sappy ol craig an milkshakes, thank you!! i had to fight every urge in my body to make him say sugar, i just really like sugar as a pet name i guess, but i kept it “canonical” by having him say honey, 😞
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˚₊‧꒰ა Cupid ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
☆ Omg first post on my page!! This is inspired by Fifty Fifty's Cupid. Sorry if it's too ooc, but I do appreciate feedback!! I envisioned a teenage Kyle will writing this also GN reader! 657 words ☆
☆ Now I'm so lonely (Lonely) Oh, I wish I'd find a lover that could hold me (Hold me) ☆
Kyle Broflovski has never had the best luck when it comes to love. From one sided relationships, to unrequited crushes, and especially having his relations being interfered with by Cartman. Out of his friend group, he just didn’t seem to be on Cupid’s good side. He would see couples all over South Park. Constantly reminding him of what he could never have. No matter how hard he tried, or how many times he put his feelings on the line, he would never receive the romance he sought after. No matter how many times they broke up, Stan would always have Wendy. Despite their past toxic relationship Cartman and Heidi were still an item, as they grew so did their understanding for each other. The only other single in the group was Kenny, regardless of his lack of a relationship, Kenny was beloved by many of the girls at school. Kenny still had past relationship experiences that overshadowed his, he would always pale in comparison. Kyle’s experiences made him decide to swear off love, his heart could not bare to go through the pain he has experienced. If he was worthy, love would find him one day. He still hoped for his special someone, it was an unconscious thought that always lingered in his mind. Kyle was a hopeless romantic, since his childhood he dreamt of having a love that was straight from a movie screen. Hearing childhood friends talking about their experiences made him realize he was missing out. He lied in bed at night tossing and turning over his conflicting thoughts. The loneliness he constantly felt was a curse, only being increased more and more by those around him. Kyle’s past still haunting him is what made him weary of love. Would he ever find his special someone? Could he give his all to his future partner? These thoughts consumed him yet made him only want to love more and more. Kyle stared at his ceiling as he thought of the past few weeks. The adventures he’s been on with his friends, the few weeks of peace at home, and the past days at school. As the memories raced in his mind there were a few that kept recurring. The new kid at school. South Park doesn’t see many new kids as most of the population doesn’t know of South Park. At first when Kyle’s mind had endless thoughts of you he chalked it up to you being new. After all, you and your family were the talk of the town. His family having had you over for a welcome dinner, him showing you around school, and the competing kids of South Park fighting over which group you’d eventually join. You were the reason his mind was on overtime. Kyle came to the realization that once again, he was in love. He, Kyle Broflovski, was in love with you. For days now his mind was plagued with thoughts of you. From the way your smile lit up a room, the way your voice made math equations sound like honey, your kind and caring demeanor. Kyle could go on and on about your qualities that draw him towards you. He had pushed his thoughts to the side due to fear, love made him feel stupid. Yet he has never felt like this, cheeks flushed so red they rivaled his hair, his heart pounding so hard it felt like a drum solo, a yearning to see you that won’t go away, even if he just saw you. Kyle knew he was showing symptoms of being in love, he decided he would give Cupid another chance. Kyle didn’t know if he was making a mistake, if he was going to make a fool of himself. Because you made it all worth it, Kyle would go to the ends of the Earth for you. He came to the conclusion that he was an utter fool, a fool just for you.
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Moonlit Confessions Kyle Broflovski X Reader
In the small mountain town of South Park, (y/n) musters the courage to confess her feelings to her longtime friend Kyle, sneaking out to his window under the moonlit night.
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This was it.
Today was the day that she would finally confess her feelings to Kyle.
Was she nervous? Yes, but what good would it do to just keep her feelings bottled when she sees him every single DAY? none.
(y/n) took a final glance at herself in the mirror before taking a deep breath and heading towards the window. The moon and the stars of the night cast a small light over the small mountain town, and the snow covered the ground like a fuzzy blanket. A chilly breeze entered her room as she opened the window, careful not to make a sound and risk waking her parents. Lord only knows what her parents would do if they found out.
Her room was on the first floor so it wasn't hard to hop out. Her heavy boots hit the snow-plastered ground softly, a small crunch could be heard. Once she was out she turned back around and gently shut the window, no turning back now.
She quickly walked to the house next door and looked up to the window of Kyle's room. She could see a brisk shadow walking across. It was going to be difficult to climb this, but oh well, she could complain later.
She climbed onto a large trashcan, then onto the roof of the porch, and finally to kyles window. After gaining her breath back she cupped her hands on the sides of her eyes and looked inside, oh shit.
He was changing.
Currently, all he had on was his underwear and he was putting on some gray sweatpants. She looked, dumbfounded and she couldn't help but look at his thin figure. He had a very toned stomach for someone his size and (y/n) could tell that basketball helped, alot.
Finally, she regained her composure and awkwardly cleared her throat before lightly knocking on the window. She waited a few moments, and to her dismay, he didn't notice. She scoffed and tried again, this time louder, and this time he noticed. He squinted his eyes a little before realizing who it was and widening his eyes. He quickly looked around before walking up to the window and opening it.
“(Y/n)?! What– what are you doing?!” he whispers in a panic.
“I want to show you something..” she replied casually, as if sneaking out at night to somebody's window was a normal daily occurrence, but in south park, it wasn't a surprise. It was like the time Kyle snuck to Cartman's window to make him a freckled ginger.
She gestured for him to follow her outside but he just stood there dumbfounded.
“What do you need to show me at 11 pm at night?!”
She sighed and pressed her hand to her head, stressed.
“Kyle, just- please?!”
He leaned his head back and sighed. “Let me put on a shirt real quick”
She blushed as she realized he was still shirtless and let out a little chuckle. He turned and picked up a black tee and his hoodie and put them on.
“Ready?”
“If I get caught I'm saying you kidnapped me”
(y/n) laughed as they made their way back down. her nerves were STABBING at her, maybe she should just say she was joking and turn back? No, she didn't want to feel tortured anymore.
She lead him to an unoccupied house across the street and motioned for him to follow her up on the roof.
“The roof?! (Y/n) you’re crazy sometimes”
She just smiled and shrugged.
“Help me get up to the porch roof, there’s no trash cans.”
“Then how will I get up there?”
“With your long ass fucking legs, now help!”
He shook his head and held out his hands for (y/n) to step onto, she stepped up and then he gave her a lift, which by the way was so powerful it almost made her hit the wall of the house.
“Goddamn Kyle, you should be a cheerleader” (y/n) says while waiting for him on the side. She watched him use a fence to climb up, and slowly but surely he made it. Once he was up there he was out of breath and sat down with his hands on his knees, he looked at (y/n) and playfully scoffed. “If you become one, sure”
She laughed in disbelief, her, a cheerleader?! She was too busy with softball/volleyball (take your PICK) for that, not to mention they were both in the same season so she couldn’t really play, it wasn’t like she was going to give up her sport just so she could yell and cheer on other sports.
“Yeahhh, hard pass” she said before stepping on the top of a window seal and climbing the rest of the way up to the 2nd story roof, she looked down to see Kyle getting up.
“Jesussss, your so slowww” she whined, making herself comfortable on the roof and sitting down.
“And your slow-headed so i guess we’re even.” He smugly replied back, also climbing on the window seal and hopping up to the top of the roof. When he got up there he sat next to (y/n) and then she laid down. Her back was met with some snow that was left on the roof from the snow storm earlier today and it made her shiver a little. He looked confused but he also followed her actions, laying down on his back with his eyes pointed towards the sky.
“I have always loved the moon-“ Kyle looked to (y/n) while she looked up, he kept staring as she continued to speak “i find it.. relatable sometimes. I know that sounds weird, but it’s true.” She took a deep breath and looked at Kyle, their eyes meeting. “It’s because the moon is always present, but never fully revealed, but Kyle i don’t want my feelings to be like the moon anymore.”
He tilted his head in confusion as she went back to staring at the sky. With one more final deep breath, she let it out.
“I like you Kyle, I’ve always liked you ever since your dumb self approached me at the bus stop that one day. For the 8 years I’ve been your friend I’ve watched girls and girls who don’t even deserve you pass you up like some garbage! I don’t see how they could do that because i dreamed every night that one day I’d be with you, holding you in my arms-“ she laughed, “now I’m just getting creepy”
Kyle sat there, dumb founded, he turned his head back and too, looked at the stars.
“Please say something.” She whispered.
“(Y/n), me and Heidi are talking right now..” he said lowly and her whole world shattered. Fuck.
“Just kidding” he quickly said, making a HUGE scowl come on your face.
“You are so not funny” she shook her head as he laughed loudly, his red curls bounced with his rythm. God he was perfect.
His laughing stopped and he began to speak, “(y/n) i like you too”
Her head quickly turned to meet his eyes and a huge smile spread across her face. “What did you say?”
“I. Like. You. Too.” He then scooted closer to her, now on his knees before settling into a criss cross, she followed him and too sat, now their knees were touching. She looked into his glimmery green eyes and he looked to hers. “I have loved you for so long, I just didn’t think you would love me back.” He said.
“Love?”
“O-oh i mean if- if you don’t wan-“ he got interrupted as she gently grabbed his head and leaned in, their lips meeting. Kyle instantly melted into the kiss, taking her waist into his large hands.
Their passionate kiss quickly turned into a makeout session and he moved his hands to her hips, pulling her in closer. There wasn’t an inch of either of them that wasn’t on the other. He parted from the kiss and slowly pushed on her torso, making her lay down on her back. He climbed in between her legs and began to kiss her again, his elbows supported his weight, careful not to crush her.
Once they parted she smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, he rolled over and now she was on top of him. He decided this was the best way they could cuddle so he wouldn’t crush her small frame.
“I love you Kyle”
“I love you too, (y/n)”
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I'm so sorry that you have to have a body
Cartman, as an intersex boy, tries to explain how he feels about the parts of his body that were surgically changed when he was a baby.
Cartman was in bed hugging his pillow close to his chest when Kyle walked into his room. The front door was unlocked and so he and Stan just walked up to Cartman’s room to see what he was up to and if he wanted to throw rocks at the ice at Stark Pond. Cartman was curled into himself like a little pill bug, facing the wall.
“Hey, fatass.” Kyle approached his bed.
“Fuck off.” Cartman mumbled between sniffles.
“Dude are you crying?”
Cartman hid his face into his pillow to muffle his tears, it didn't work though.
“What's wrong?” asked Stan
and
Cartman just hid under his blankets.
“What?? Tell us.” Kyle hopped into Cartman's bed shook him, “Come on, talk to us!” Cartman tried to kick him off the bed with no success. He crawled on top of Cartman, “The fuck is wrong with you?”
Cartman scowled at him. He didn't not like being touched by Kyle, but he was all lame and pathetic right now so he didn't want Kyle to see him like that.
“It's personal.”
“Okay and?” Kyle cocked his head. He scoffed at Kyle. He pushed him off and sat up.
“ . . . .I'm still thinking about what my Mom told me last week.”
“Oh, is this about your pee pee?”
“Grow up Kyle nobody calls it that!” He rubbed his eyes and tried to wipe his nose with his nose. Stan joined Kyle in bed.
“So it is about your pee pee?”
“Yes it's about my junk! God.”
“My Mom told me that Kyle's Mom told her that you had surgery as a baby and it was bad for some reason,” said Stan
“It's dehumanizing that's what.” He mumbled through his shakey tears.
“Stop crying, we can't understand you!” said Kyle
Cartman just growled at him and gently kicked him on the arm.
“It still bothers you? The surgery?”
“I hate my body,” he croaked out.
Kyle looked sadly at him, he genuinely sounded in pain.
“It's okay if you have a tiny dick. We're just joking around when we say that, it's not a big deal.”
“It's not even a dick! It doesn't look anything like a fucking dick! Its-,” he hiccuped, “It's just this weird looking mound of flesh that they just forced to be there!” He broke out into tears and looked down towards the bed.
“I'm sorry.” Kyle petted his back. A weird warm feeling filled his chest when he did that, it felt nice. “You know, they have cool prosthetics now. I heard about this guy who got his dick chopped off in the war-”
“Which war?” Stan interrupted.
“It doesn't matter! Anyway, his dick got sliced off and after that he started wearing this fake dick in his pants so he could look normal! You could have one too.” Kyle smiled at him.
“Normal?” He gave Kyle a dirty look.
“Like, I get it, it sucks not being born with a normal dick and there's nothing you can do about it but at least you can look a little normal with a fake one.”
“NO KYLE YOU DON'T FUCKING GET IT!” he snapped, “I DON'T WANT A NORMAL DICK I WANT DOCTORS TO KEEP THEIR FUCKING HANDS OFF MY FUCKING BODY!!”
Kyle flinched, “Jesus Christ, okay, I'm sorry dude.”
“Then what do you want your body to look like?” asked Stan
“ I WANT to be how I was BORN!! But I can't. My Mom took the fucking option away from me. It's not fair!! I'm sick and tired of people trying to tell me how I should feel about my body! IT'S MINE!! Those fucking libt*rds say shit like ‘It's my body my my choice’ but when it comes to MINE I don't get a fucking choice!”
“Cartman. . .”
He laid in bed and screamed at the top of his lungs into a pillow.
“You wanna throw rocks at Starks Pond and see if the ice will crack?” asked Stab.
Cartman quietly looked up at Stan. He sat up and blew his nose on a tissue before wiping his eyes.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Finally!! Let's go!” Kyle shot out of the bed and ran to the door. Cartman slowly got out of bed and put on a sweater and coat over his shirt.
“Eric?”
Cartman looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
Stan opened his arms out for a hug. Cartman walked to him and dropped into his arms. Stan was already growing and towered over Cartman. Cartman hid his face in his friend's chest, hugging his waist. Stan awkwardly hugged him back. They made their way down and found Kyle with a wagon full of rocks that Kenny walked over with.
“DUDE!!” Cartman's face lit up “These are fucking huge!! We're totally gonna break the ice!!”
“I got dibs on the big one!!” Kyle shouted.
“Ey!! That's not fair!”
They ran off to the lake and did their usual bullshit. Kenny fell into the lake while sliding a hunk of concrete onto the ice, of course.
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Long overdue, but here is my first entry for the sp olympics!!! 🎉
A Zombie Apocalypse AU for @kylebroflvskii based on Wendy and Kyles friendship!! (i love them)
enjoyyyy! lets go turd sandwich!!
( @spinthetags )
#sp olympics#sp style#stan marsh#south park fanfiction#kyle broflovski#wendy testaburger#craig tucker#clyde donovan#wendy and kyle are best friends#yipeeee enjoyyyyyy#south park oneshots
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HELLO !! it's me again~ (⌒▽⌒)☆
eeeh, sooo...maybe you could write some reverse comfort for kyle, butters and kenny?? i literally have no ideas for plot and all this stuff but i really ENJOY reverse comfort stuff. i mean it makes me happy when i make feel better other people, that's it! (＠＾◡＾) so i would be so happy if you could write something like this !!
so yeah it could be some kind of one shots or something??! just a lot of comfort, a lot of fluff ☆ ～('▽^人)
(oh gosh i LOVE kaomoji so much. no one can blame me for using it wahaha!)
hi my love! i tried my best! i hope you like it <33
Comforting Kyle, Kenny and Butters.
Kyle
"Hi Mrs Broflovski, is Kyle home?"
"Oh hi, Y/N! Yes, he's home but he's not feeling well. He's in his room." Sheila opened the door wider for you as you walked in.
"Thank you, I won't be too long." You gave her a smile and made your way to Kyle's room.
He hadn't been at class that day, which was rare for Kyle. Something had to be up. You knew that him and Stan weren't on great terms after asking Stan if he'd seen Kyle and he'd seemed almost offended that you'd asked him about Kyle.
Knocking on his door softly, you entered to see Kyle, red-eyed, sitting on his bed, staring at his phone. He quickly looked up and made eye contact with you. It took less than five seconds before his eyes filled with tears again and he turned away.
"Kyle, what happened? Are you sick?" No response.
You sat down next to him and waited for a moment. You knew he'd start talking once he had a moment to compose himself.
"Stans an asshole." He wiped his eyes quickly, "I keep trying to help but he'd rather wallow in self-pity and drink than actually listen to his best friend." His voice broke slightly when he referred to Stan as his 'best friend'. You softly placed your hand on his.
"He'll come around. He always does. You know he's weird about stuff with Wendy." You could only guess that was why Stan was in a bad spot. They were so on-and-off you could barely keep up with when they were together and when they weren't.
"But why am I always there for him and he always chooses the alcohol?" He leaned his head closer to your shoulder.
Your relationship with Kyle was somewhat undefined. In moments like these, you felt too close to just be friends but most of the time, he just treated you like any of the guys. In some selfish part of your mind, you always hoped that these moments would finally shatter that glass wall between the friendship and something more.
"And when I'm upset, everyone just expects me to deal with it alone."
"Well, you're not alone right now. I'm here, I'll always be here." He looked at you with glossy eyes. You could see how exhausted he was, "You know that you can talk to me, and you know that Stan will work himself out. He's complicated. This is just how he is with the Wendy stuff. He'll probably grow out of it. Boys are dumb, y'know." He laughed a bit at the last part. He continued to watch you carefully before seemingly making a choice. He abruptly threw his arms around you and just started sobbing.
You were a bit shocked, he'd never full-on hugged you before, let alone really, properly cried in front of you. You hugged him back, tightly and resolved to stay that way until he was ok.
Almost ten minutes later, his sobs had subsided into soft whimpers. Your fingers traced light patterns into his shoulders and back as you sat silently with him.
"Thank you, Y/N. What the fuck would I do without you?"
"Probably still be lame." You joked. He sat back slowly. Something in his eyes had changed. He suddenly didn't seem so tired. Arms still around each other, you could feel his breath on your cheeks, gently fanning you. You couldn't help but lean closer. Closer, until your lips were barely brushing. You were paralyzed, waiting for his decision.
It took him just a moment to close the gap. When the two of you connected, it felt magical. How long had you been waiting for this? You could taste the tears on his lips but you didn't care. When you finally pulled apart, his cheeks were almost as red as his hair.
"Feel better?" You smirked a bit and he pushed you away in a joking way. Despite the joke, you could see that the life in his eyes had returned and he was smiling.
Butters
"Screw you, Eric! And screw the rest of you, too. You all sit there and let him be as mean as he wants!" You looked up from the table you were sat at with Red and Bebe. Butters was standing up and yelling at his friend group. His face was red and he was just barely holding back tears. You watched him storm off.
"I'll be right back." You stood and rushed off after him, ignoring the questions from your friends.
You burst through the doors of the canteen, frantically looking around for Butters. You caught his gaze as he was slumped against the wall, tears now falling freely.
"What happened?" You quickly moved to him and grabbed his hands.
"Nothing, Eric is just a terrible person."
"No news there then. Why do you even hang out with him? He's awful to you!" He seemed a bit taken aback but that quickly changed.
"He's my friend! I don't have your luxury of choosing whoever I want to hang out with! I'm not good at making friends... I never have been."
"Leo, I'm your partner? Why don't you hang out with me and my friends?" You pleaded with him, reaching to wipe his tears with your sweater sleeves.
"People will think I'm weird if I'm hanging around a bunch of girls all the time." You snorted a bit.
"First of all, that's not the worst thing for people to think. Secondly, it doesn't matter what they think. The only opinions that matter are from people who actually care. Like me... shouldn't my opinion matter?"
"Of course, Y/N. Your opinion matters to me more than anyone else." He seemed to have resigned himself to understanding you. You knew he would go back to hanging around Eric but for the moment, you could enjoy having your boyfriend to yourself.
You pulled him off to walk around the block and cool him off. When you finally returned to your original spot, you kissed him softly and ran your fingers through his hair. He smiled, still embarrassed at the affection being so public, but he didn't care. You were a true angel and if he was seen with you, nobody could say anything that would hurt him.
Kenny
Hearing yelling and glass crashing wasn't the most abnormal thing in South Park. However, hearing Kenny's voice was a bit of a shock.
You checked the time. 11:37pm. What the hell is Kenny doing out on the street, yelling?
Looking out your window, you could see him stumbling, with a broken bottle of whiskey in his hand. You were so confused, but you rushed downstairs anyways and out into the street.
"What the fuck are you doing? Come inside!" You grabbed his arm with one hand and twisted the bottle out of his hand with the other, tossing it into the grass as you pulled him back towards your house.
Once inside with the lights on, you could tell he'd been crying earlier but now he was angry.
"What is going on with you? This area is too sketchy for you to be wandering around... drunk." He gripped your hand as you let go of his arm.
"Y/N I'm gonna kill my parents."
"Uhm, no. But also, why?" You guided him to sit on the couch. He fell clumsily into the cushions, pulling you with him.
"My dad hit Karen again. So, I hit him. And then he started throwing shit at me. And my mom was just screaming at all of us. I hate them so much. My dad pushed me outside and locked me out."
Struggling to find a comfortable position to sit without completely untangling yourself from Kenny appeared to be impossible, so you sucked it up and stayed with your legs draped over him and your back arched forward to keep holding his hand.
"Okay, I kind of get it, but in terms of murdering someone, we're gonna have to sleep on it." He was still breathing heavily, eyes lit up with rage you'd never seen from your normally laid-back friend. You squeezed his hand, desperately trying to pull him back to reality. He squeezed back and his eyes softened slightly, meeting yours. Suddenly his hands were on your face and his lips on yours. You could feel him almost squishing your cheeks together in his drunken state. You kissed back, trying to be gentle. It didn't take too long for him to pull away, now looking somewhat scared.
"Oh god, Y/N. I'm so sorry. I'm just... I'm tired but you're so perfect and I can't even think properly. I've wanted to do that for so long but not like this. You should've had a choice-"
"Ken, it's ok. I liked it. I'm just sorry you're upset while this finally happened." You pulled his hood fully off his head and stroked his hair, smiling reassuringly. His eyes spilled tears and he hugged you so hard, your breath seemed to be pushed out of your lungs. "Hey... Ken? I... I can't breathe." He loosened his grip just enough to allow you to breathe again. You moved to sit fully on his lap and hold his head while he silently released all his emotions into your shirt.
"I fucking love you. How are you so perfect?" You laughed a bit and felt him finally relax into your arms.
It didn't take too long for you two to pass out on the couch, still tangled together in a comforting embrace.
I hope u enjoyed! ive never really written comfort before so i did my best! idk whether yall like the longer oneshots that i accidentally write, so if shorter is better, please tell me!
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Prom Royalty
Pairing: Clyde x reader
Warnings: profanity if you squint a little
About: Clyde and you bribe Kyle into making y'all prom royalty
"y/n we don't have all day pick a dress" Clyde says impatiently. "I'm trying these are so pretty" you say as you look at all three red color dresses.
You got the tight dress that showed all your curves and cleavage "don't you think that's a bit to revealing?" Clyde says still look at the dress "M~ no just right let's go" you say as you go back to the changing room and take off the dress. You soon get out and buy the dress. "I still don't think it's a good dress for prom" Clyde says unsure if he like it or not.
"stop questioning me and get in the car" you say handing him the keys. "We really need to win the prom king and queen" you say looking out the window. "How are we supposed to do that when Tolkien and nichole are a couple their literally the school's golden couple" Clyde says still paying attention to the road. "I have an idea let's bribe Kyle isn't he in charge of the votes" you say looking at Clyde "how we don't even talk to him or know what things he likes" Clyde says unsure if he wants to go through with it. "Yes but his best friend does I will text him" you say as you take out your phone
I didn't feel like doing the fake text messages😕
Y/n: Stann I need your help it's an emergency
Stan: yea what's wrong
Y/n: what's Kyle's favorite thing in the world
Stan: the Denver nuggets basketball team
Y/n: alright thanks
"what did he say?" Clyde asks while looking at you
"A stupid basketball team" you say rolling your eyes
"hmm what if we get him tickets to it" Clyde says confidently "do you know how much money that will be?" "Loren we'll be fine I'll make the money back by selling more shoes this is my last prom I wanna make it count". You hated when he gave you those sad sob stories but you did it anyway because you wanted to win to obvi and bought the tickets for Kyle. "Uh Kyle Clyde wanted me to give you these" you say before handing the tickets to him "A-ARE THOSE DENVER NUGGET TICKETS!?" "Yeah but you can only have them if you let me and Clyde be prom queen and king" "y/n you know I can't do that" "you can do it it's just you don't want to are you sure you don't want to" you say swinging the two tickets in his face. "Ugh fine just give me the tickets and no take backs" "Kyle I may not be as smart as you but I'm not dumb either you'll get them after I see crowns on me and Clyde's head"
And with that you walked off
"what did he say?" "Oh he's gonna do it he has no choice" "are you holding the tickets hostage?" "Maybe oh don't judge me I'm desperate" "not as desperate as me" he pulls you in to kiss you.
*Time skip to the night of the prom*
After your mom takes the last photo for prom of the night you and Craig got into the red shiny car he rented "you sure this is gonna work y/n?" "Clyde stop rushing me" "alright fine" You two make your way to the decorated gym "hey y/n" Heidi says "hey where's Eric?" "He's by the food table stuffing his face" she says as she started to pout. "Ha typical Cartman" "shut the fuck up Clyde" you elbow him "anywho see you later Heidi" "bye y/n"
*Time skip to the near end of prom*
Wendy and Kyle get on stage to pronounce prom Royalty tonight. "Tonight's prom king is... Clyde Donavon!" Clyde walks up on stage whispering a "thank you" to Kyle "And also the true beauty of the night the prom queen of tonight's wonderful prom is... Y/n L/n!" You walk on stage and hands Kyle his tickets. The floor clears as you and Clyde have the royal dance "he really did it" "ofc Kyle would do anything if it requires a basketball" "heh yeah" Clyde pulls you in for a warm and passionate kiss.
That was a bullshit ass ending but yeahhh I swear the only reason I wrote this is because it's been in my drafts for weeks I wanted to write for Tolkien but I did not know how I can turn those titles into one shots 💀
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dior backstage.
pairings: stan marsh x model!fem reader
synopsis: you just closed a very important dior fashion show and your supportive boyfriend is already waiting for you in your dressing room to treat you.
warnings: sexual content, fingering, finger sucking, mentions of stan having a tongue piercing, aged up characters (i’m so sorry if this sucks, it’s my very first time writing smut).
having five runway shows through out the week was exhausting for me and for all of my model coworkers. it was one of the final shows, everything went really good and i even had the honor to close the dior spring show. i felt really happy because stan this time could come with me to every single runway show, he was really supportive through out the runways and whenever i felt anxious i calmed my self down knowing that my boyfriend was on the crowd supporting me.” you did amazing, y/n. i’m so proud of you, congratulations!” one of my dearest friend that i worked with ran to me the moment she saw me to wrap her arms around my shoulders. i smiled, thanking her while returning the hug softly. “thank you so much, you also did amazing.” i spoke softly against her ear while she pulled away from my embrace, smiling and thanking me.
after greeting and congratulating some of the models that worked with me i rushed to my dressing room, the high heels were killing me already. once inside, i closed the door behind me, looking up to see my boyfriend leaning against the wall next to the vanity. “stanley! you aren’t supposed to be here, how did you get in here anyways?” i asked, clearly surprised but he just walked towards me with a sly and playful smirk adorning his handsome features. he pulled me by the small of my back, sliding his hands to my hips. “you looked so beautiful on the runway show…” he whispered against my ear, i felt his husky and shaky voice. he totally ignored my question so i decided not to question him more, wanting to feel more of his soft touch.
his hands traveled down through the uncovered flesh of my thighs, his digits sliding inside the skirt of my short dress. “stan…” i whimpered, feeling how he took my right leg to wrap it around his waist, carrying me to set my body down on the vanity desktop, pushing all the makeup aside. “open your legs for me, pretty girl.” he asked nicely and who was i to deny his friendly request? my legs were slowly parted for him, not daring to brake the eye contact with him. “just like that.” he whispered softly against my ear, bitting and nibbling down on my earlobe while he took off the silver rings that adorned his rough fingers one by one. that’s when i knew exactly what he was about to do.
with his left hand he caressed my chin softly while the middle and ring fingers of his right hand rubbed my parted lips softly, entering my mouth. “suck on them.” he ordered, i immediately wrapped my lips around his slender fingers while my tongue curled around them, moving my head back and forward, trying not to gag on his digits. he smiled, pulling his fingers slowly out of my mouth, they felt hot and sticky because of my saliva. he then trailed down the wet fingers slowly to my core, rubbing painfully slow against my underwear. “i barely even touched you and you’re already dripping wet, what a slut.” he chuckled while pulling the hem of the dress slightly up not wanting to ruin it because later after the runway i had to return it.
he spread my arousal with his fingers to prep me before anything, pulling aside the soft fabric of my panties. i immediately felt the cold breeze hitting my now sensitive core, making me moan. stanley was quick to pull the elastic of my undies down my legs slowly to take them off, feeling the fabric sliding down my legs until they hit the ground. he picked them up, rolling them up with his fist to then put them inside my mouth to shush my whimpers and moans. i felt his fingers slowly entering inside me without any difficulties, brushing against my walls and rubbing sweet spots i wasn’t able to reach with my own fingers. he moved his fingers painfully slow inside of me, back and forward. his forehead rested against mine, feeling his hit breathe against my face while speeding up a little bit the movements, his thumb brushing slightly against my clit, making me push my head back because of the friction of his fingers.
my sounds of pleasure were muffled because of the soft fabric of my panties, he smiled because of my flustered state. with his unoccupied hand he traveled his hand inside my dress dress to caress my tits, his index and middle finger pinching my sensitive bud while his mouth left wet kisses along my jaw and neck. his hand moved up to my chest, playing with the strap of the dress, slowly letting it fall off my shoulder. he did the same with the other strap until the dress fell of my torso, stan glared down my breast to lower his wet opened mouth kisses down my collar bone until he reached my right nipple, taking it inside his mouth. i immediately felt the cold metal of the piercing that adorned his tongue brushing against my sensitive nipple, it felt so good.
his fingers kept rubbing and moving inside me, he managed to touch every single sweet spot to make my body curl in pleasure. the stimulation was to much to handle, his tongue brushing my nipple while his fingers moved faster and faster inside of me? heaven. my hands gripped tightly on his black shirt, pulling his body closer until i felt his now growing erection rubbing against my inner thigh. “you feel so tight around my fingers, fuck…” he groaned while now moving his fingers in a circular motion now. i felt shivers running down my body, hitting right into my dripping cunt, i knew i was close and stan could notice it to because of the way my gushy walls tightened around his two digits. he kept moving his fingers even faster than before. i kept looking at the door of the dressing room in fear that someone could walk in at any second but for some reason i loved the small amount of adrenaline i felt because of the risky situation.
“moan for me, angel…” he parted away from my nipple, looking up at me while his free hand took the panties i had inside my mouth to toss them somewhere near the room. i breathed heavily, arching my back so that my chest could press against his, his left hand roaming down my abdomen to place it over my left thigh, spreading even more my legs to take a look on my dripping wet core, the arousal staining the counter of the vanity i was sitting on. “i’m so close, stan…” i moaned right next to his ear while i wrapped my arms around his neck, his fingers going in and out my core, his thumb paying full attention to my aching clit. “please, let me cum now.” i pleaded nicely and he just chuckled, nodding slightly at my request.
“you can cum whenever you want, no one’s stopping you.” he said with a playful tone while i held him tightly, feeling my climax closer and closer, my belly tightening until i finally got to my release, biting down my lower lip to silent my moans. “just like that, good job.” he praised while sticking out his fingers to take a look to my cum, feeling it slide down his fingers to the palm of his hand. he then looked down to the mess he made, my legs were still parted while i looked down at my cum dripping down my cunt. he dragged his fingers once again to my core, recollecting the fluids that came out of me to stick it inside my pussy with his two digits. “my little star deserved a treat for doing great on her runway shows.” he said while licking his own fingers to clean my arousal, humming because of the flavor of my fluids. “god, fuck you… someone could caught us. thank god the dress didn’t get ruined.” i said in between shaky breathes while bending over to take my panties. “i was very careful, sweetheart. i think we need to clean this mess now.” he stated.
i looked up at him while giggling slightly, leaning closer to him to leave a small peck on his lips. “i love you.” i whispered against his lips. being a model could be difficult but it was surely pretty fun when you had a very supportive boyfriend.
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.
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Wendy x Reader x Bebe anniversary
It had been a few months that you, Bebe and Wendy started dating. “Can you believe we’ve dating for two months Y/N?” Bebe was holding your right hand gleefully with a smile on her face. “It’s been crazy when you think about it Bebe” you said giggling with Wendy pouting a little bit. “Hey, it isn’t my fault” “Baby it’s not your fault unfortunately you and Stan were constantly getting back together and breaking up during that time Bebe and I got together. Honestly, I am very happy you finally dumped Stan and become our girl.” You said kissing Wendy’s cheek making her blush in response. She smiled happily while you three went the mall checking out the shops.
“Oh that’s right! Y/N can you wait for Wendy and I while we look at some shops?” Bebe said putting her hands together. “Oh um sure? I can’t come with?” You said confused. Bebe sweatdrops and Wendy chimes in. “It’s a huge surprise so just wait here in the food court I promise we will be right back” she kisses your cheek and hurries away with Bebe following in pursuit. You frowned and get some (f/f) at the food court and begin to eat at the table alone until someone takes a seat across from you. You look up and see Stan Marsh. “What do you want Marsh?” You said irritated. “Listen Y/N, I know you love Wendy but I truly love her and I am here to ask if you break up with her so her and I can rekindle our relationship.”
You were angry. How dare ask something like that to you? You were in love Wendy just like you love Bebe. “I’m also asking on Clyde’s behalf for you to also break up with Bebe.” You gripped your soda in anger knowing full well Clyde would never ask something like that from you. “Why are you lying Marsh?” You glared at him in anger. Stan just sighs and pulls you close across the table. “If you’re willing to break up with Bebe… Wendy, myself and you can be in a poly relationship together. Not only that but you would do better with us than Bebe” you were shocked over his answer. You dumped your soda on his head. “Never! I never want to be with someone like you! You don’t know what love is! I love Bebe and Wendy and that what matters more than anything!”
“Really you had to come to ruin our anniversary Stan?” Stan looks at the direction of the voice and sees Wendy and Bebe holding Pandora bags. “Wendy come back to me I am a wreck without you” Stan says and you look at him and back at Wendy looking down thinking she would fall for his bullshit. “No Stan I’m sorry but I am happy being Bebe and Y/N and I truly love them more than you think. What we had was toxic and I can’t do it anymore.” “Get away from Y/N and don’t ever come near my girlfriends again” Bebe glared at him trying to burn a hole through him. Stan gets upset and runs off. “You think he would get over you Wendy but I didn’t think he’d be trying to get Y/N to break up with me so he can have a poly relationship with you two” Bebe comes close and sits next to Y/N and Wendy takes the seat on the other side of Y/N.
“Oh that’s right!” Wendy and Bebe gives you the bags from Pandora. You pulled the items in the bag and you saw two beautiful rings and the girls placed it on your ring fingers. “Now we can always be your wives Y/N!” Bebe kisses your lips and snuggles your side and Wendy kisses your lips as well. “We love you Y/N L/N” you smiled and you were so happy to have Wendy Testaburger and Bebe Stevens as your lovers even your wives.
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🧡 Kenny McCormick x goth!Reader Oneshot Lipstick marks 🐀
You and Kenny were sitting behind the school and kissing. Usually you and your goth friends smoked in this place, but now they weren't there and you and Kenny decided to take advantage of this and spend time usefully. You've been dating for months and kissing has been one of the most enjoyable parts of your relationship. You both loved to kiss and tried to do it as often as possible. Kenny had his arm around your waist, enjoying the time you spent together. He would only be happy if you could spend the whole day like this, but the bell rang announcing the beginning of the lesson forced him to interrupt the kiss.
"I think it's time for me, and your friends will come soon..."
"We can find another place if you're so shy of my friends,"
Kenny laughed softly.
"I'm not shy about them, I just don't want to have any extra problems because of missed lessons"
You pulled him to you and kissed him on the lips again. This kiss didn't last long. You pulled back and grinned slyly.
"A kiss for good luck"
Kenny got up and, smiling, went to class. In the corridor, he met his friends and did not immediately understand why Cartman was laughing at him. He looked blankly at Stan and Kyle.
"What happened?"
"Did you see your face?"
"No, why?"
"Go wash up, we'll tell the teacher that you're in the toilet,"
Kenny nodded and headed to the toilet. Only there, looking in the mirror, he saw the reason for Eric's laughter. There were traces of black lipstick on his face. He was sure that you didn't tell him about it on purpose, but he didn't get angry, he just smiled, feeling the warmth in his chest. He didn't see anything strange in it, but on the contrary, he was very nice. He washed his face, washing off the traces of your lipstick, mentally imagining how after lessons you can repeat it in a more relaxed atmosphere.
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