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that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald · 6 months

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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠'𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 (+ 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤)

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Alriiight, here's the surprise kiss reactions with Craig's gang!

(omg i love writing fluff, especially with SP characters 😭💕

×❢ About my work ❢×

fluff, petnames (like dear, baby, babe, hon etc), spelling mistakes, they/them pronouns used for the reader, the reader is gender neutral, and I think that's all-

All credit for the gifs go to the og creator!

Fandom: South Park

Character(s): Craig Tucker, Tweek Tweak, Tolkien Black, Jimmy Valmer, Clyde Donovan, (Y/N)|You|The Reader

Ship(s): The Characters x (Y/N)|You|The Reader

Type: Headcanons

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★ Craig Tucker ★

• he doesn't give that much attention to it, but he enjoys

• but don't worry, he shows much more reactions then Eric does

• he doesn't get so flustrated about it, but he will definitely return it

• soft and loveful kisses on your face, hair, forehead

• he will say "Thank you, babe!" softly with a kind smile on his face

• actually there's some times when he does it with you

• just imagine that he's sneaking behind you and surprises you with a quick kiss before he says "hey babe, what's up?"

★ Tweek Tweak ★

• it's very cute, really, but don't do it with him

• gosh he is freaking out

• "What? (Y/N)! AHH! Oh my gosh... AHH!"

• his face is hot like hell

• omg he will have a heart attack

• he returns it by giving you a quick kiss to your cheek while his whole body starts to shake

• he is so nervous about it 😭🥺

• don't get me wrong, he likes it, but let's just stay at the normal kisses

★ Tolkien Black ★

• will return it on your cheeks and lips

• even when he is working hard, steal a quick kiss from him!

• he will be shocked for a few seconds, but it will definitely cheer him up! ♡

• "Thank you, hon!"

"You deserve it, babe!" :3

• his face still gets red, even if he doesn't seem so flustrated

• he appreciates it so much!

★ Clyde Donovan ★

• he will definitely ask more after it

• "What? Oh c'mon, give me one more!"

• he loves your touch, so ofc he loves kisses from you

• it's fun to him!

• he sure won't mind if you steal a quick kiss from him

• it can be in private or in public, he won't care

• please do it again (or wait a little for his begging)

★ Jimmy Valmer ★

• he is speechless for a few seconds

• but after that he always gets so smug about it

• "Does my baby loves me that much that they can't even survive five minutes without my lips?" he asks you teasingly as he turns his attention to you. "Oh, shut up, Jim." you roll your eyes jokingly.

• don't worry, he actually very happy about it and really appreciates it ♡

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dollyyss · 5 months

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can you please do headcanons of what it would be like dating the main five boys?

Yes yes yes a million times yes

I’m sleepy, I promise I’ll edit this if needed tomorrow.

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙄𝙏𝙎 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙉 𝙁𝙊𝙐𝙍 + 𝘽𝙐𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎

𝙀𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 ₊ ⊹

𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥! 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝘼𝙐‧₊˚✩彡

𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚, 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙣, 𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙮, 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘽𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𐙚

��𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: very slight talk of nsfw in Kenny’s part!

└── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘

Kyle 🐇𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒🪐

- he’s dominate. But.. not in just that sense. I mean he takes care of you. Willingly. He’s constantly walking you to class, brining extra things for you because he knows you forget, so he has those extra pencils for you, notebooks. When the two of you walk side by side and he notices your shoe lace is untied he stops you immediately to bend down to tie it right back up. When you’re tired.. your in his arms immediately being led back to his car to take you back home. He’ll feed you sometimes. He just loves you, he wants to take care of you in every aspect.

- he’s gentle, he ensures that his communication with you is always considerate and kind. He listens attentively, acknowledges your viewpoint, and refrains from speaking harshly or being dismissive. Kyle shows genuine empathy towards your feelings, needs, and experiences. He puts himself in your shoes, tries to grasp your perspectives, and offers comfort and support to you whenever you need it. He is patient and willing to listen without judgment.

- Kyle understands the importance of physical touch for intimacy and affection. He engages in gentle caresses, hugs, and kisses, always being mindful of your comfort and boundaries. He enjoys being able to cradle you safely in your arms, express to you how much he loves you, how he’d always be there.

- and with physical touch, comes emotional support. Kyle is supportive and nurturing towards your emotional well-being. He is sensitive to your emotional state and offers comfort, reassurance, and a safe space for vulnerability. He provides comfort, validation, and understanding when you need it the most.

- Kyle creates a safe and secure environment for you quite often. both physically and emotionally. He ensures that you feel protected, comfortable, and free from any harm or judgment. His gentle and caring presence gives you a sense of peace.. a sense of home..

Stan .° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ

- I believe Stan.. is so supportive of you. He doesn’t believe he can truly make it far considering what he’s done with himself due to alcohol.. self loathing.. not being able to build what he wanted for himself so when he sees you achieve the things you’ve always wanted he’s cheering you on. He’s always the one to come up to you after a speech, squeezing you tight against him and whispering about how proud he is of you. He’s the one to bring you flowers, exchanging kisses to show you how amazing you were. In his eyes. You’re his role model.

- he’s committed to you. He’s had his heart broken far too many times by one person.. so when he finally finds you.. and you treat him the way he’s always wanted to be treated, show him the love he deserves.. there is nothing stopping that heart from grasping for you. Longing for you.

- though Stan loves to be around you consistently, wants to do anything and everything for you, he also understands Independency, individuality. He understands that maybe you don’t always wants to do something, or be around and that’s okay. He gets it.. he may be a little sad but he understands that sometimes having a me day is completely okay. Expect him to text you back immediately when you message him. He’s missed you :((

- he’s not THE greatest with his emotions, he’s still trying to figure his out most of the time but he will always stop to listen to you. No matter what it is.

Kenny ₊˚🕯️🖤❀༉

- Kenny is quite sexual, so your Reltionship is bound to be quite sexually. But he knows boundaries. And he knows when no means no. Sure he’s got quite the sex drive but he would never push you to do anything you never wanted to. This goes for anything really, he hates the idea of forcing you to do absolutely anything, he likes to know you may actually want to do something because you want to do it. Not because you’re just agreeing with him.

- he will give you space when you need it. He can be quite clingy at times but that’s because he’s just genuinely happy to be around you, so at times he can understand needing some space.

- he’s so understanding. Anything you come to him about, he’s all ears, listening and asking wether you need him to do something about, to stay the night with you. Anything. He’ll do it. He’s good at telling when something is wrong, even if you try to hide it and you hide it well. He’ll know. And he’s probably one of the best to go to…. He’ll even fuck you silly to get your mind off of things. But- in all seriousness. He genuinely does give you really good advice, advice you can take and actually go by, he cares.

- he’s so goofy. He’s always willing to do anything to put that sweet smile on your face. Whether it be to embarrass himself in front of a shit ton of people, or alone and he makes the stupidest inappropriate jokes. When he hears you laugh he’s laughing himself, smiling at you lovingly.

- he’s so protective it’s not funny. I’m talking, he beat the fuck out of someone once for even just slightly hurting you.

Cartman 🎧✮🧺✧˖°

- I hate him. And he’s an awful fucking person but.. with the right person.. I feel like he could be changed. Maybe not entirely but he would change.

- he starts a lot of arguments. Even though he says it wasn’t even him… it was. It’s over stupid shit to, like I’m talking over food, where he gets to sit somewhere, where you guys go. He’s so fucking petty it’s ridiculous.

- butttt.. with this he does make up for it. He doesss feel just a littleeee bad for making you so upset so majority of the time he’ll bribe you with food.. or rarely a warm hug.

- he’s quite a good person to cuddle. He’s warm, he’s got some squish so there’s enough to snuggle into and fall asleep. When you’re asleep.. he’s cooing at you, not understanding how someone like you could put up with him.

- he can be.. childish but he loves when you laugh with him, when he realizes something he’s said as made you laugh? You better believe he’s doing it continuously, like Kenny he actually really likes see you laugh especially if it’s because of him. It boosts his ego oops.

Butters ˚☆🐈*๑

- he’s like Kyle. He likes taking care of you. He likes taking you on dates, spoiling you with his allowance money.. even if it does get him grounded he doesn’t care. Your his, he has to spoil you.

- he’s such a kissy boy. He’s kissing you almost Antrim he lays his eyes on you, while your studying, grabbing a drink, coming straight out of the bathroom. He’s there. Baby just wants a kiss.

- he’s such a fucking sweetheart. He’s never really truly gotten angry at you, yelled at you, nothing. He’s so caring when it comes to you. He knows to take his time with you, to understand what’s too far and what’s just right. He gets what’s too much for you and what calms you down. He knows you like the back of his hand.

- he’s also extremely overprotective. It’s rare to see butters lose his temper but when it comes to you, he’ll yell like he’s never yelled before. I’m sure he’d also beat someone up if he could, and he knew he could. He hates seeing you hurt, at times he cries himself, but other times he’s so angered by others actions towards you he’s more worried about showing them how pissed he is.

- you always have his attention. You always have him. If someone online talks to him and is making you even slightly uncomfortable.. he’s blocking them at just their name leaving your lips. He’s ignoring anybody who seems even slightly interested. He’s got his eyes on you. And you only.

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southparktexts · 2 months

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How the main four react when they get jealous

Kyle :

my boy is an absolute sweetheart when it comes to you.

openly acts out when he’s jealous.

CLENCHES HIS FISTS WHEN HES ABOUT TO THROW HANDS.

calls you nicknames in conversation so everyone knows you’re his.

“Yeah and then Eric-“

“darling!! we have a date in 8 hours we gotta go!!”

but when hes really jealous, expect him to be all over you… subtly.

wrapping a hand around your waist and pulling you in, kissing your forehead.

whispering into your ears and glaring at whoever he’s jealous of.

overall a hopeless, angered issued partner.

Stan :

where can i begin with this boy?

he is SOOO possessive over you, you don’t understand.

purposely makes you wear his clothes so you smell like him or ‘accidentally’ spraying his cologne on you.

“ Hey!! you sprayed your cologne on me again!”

“Sorry babe!”

very clingy when he’s jealous.

whispering things into your ear so you know who you belong too.

purposely pulls you in for a kiss mid-sentence while glaring at whomever he’s jealous of.

Kenny :

my boy kenny doesn’t really get jealous of people but when he is, it’s very obvious.

just like kyle his tone switches up.

“babe. lets go.”

“okay.. one second..”

not controlling in the sense but when hes jealous he wants you to leave so you can talk.

either ends up being a making out session or a long talk.

he just wants to show you that he loves you and no one can love you like he does.

also probably randomly gives you his jackets or parka.

Eric ;

MY BOY GETS REALLY POSSESSIVE AND JEALOUS.

Not afraid to speak up about issues and defend you no matter what.

Very vocal with his emotions and jealousy.

Not really an public affection type of guy but will squeeze your hand.

“Shut the fuck up, we’re leaving. C’mon baby.”

“Okay !! Bye-“

drags you with him so you guys can go home and cuddle.

giving the most DIRTIEST looks possible to whoever hes jealous of.

not afraid to threaten someone or beat them up as long as they dont get in the way between you too.

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clydiepie · 1 year

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Team Stan x reader! (Cooking for them)

Cooking for your boyfriend is never dull that's for sure lol

cw: none!

Team Stan (individually) x reader who loves to cook for them!

She/her pronouns

fluffy!

mentions of NSFW

Enjoy!! <3

Cartman<3

do i even have to explain???

okay i will lol

HE LOVES IT

"Hey, babe instead of us going out how about I make dinner?" You said popping your head out from the kitchen

"I think i love you.." he mumbled

"What was that?"

"Nothing stupid get back in the kitchen" he joked

While you worked in the kitchen you were super focused, you always wanted things to be just the way Eric liked (especially since he would never let you forget If you fucked something up)

He is probably sitting on the couch playing some videogame with the boys online when he smells something coming from the kitchen.

He pulls off his headset and leaves the game to follow that delicious smell

"Cartman?"

"Where the hell did he go?"

but the game has been long abandoned he shuffles his way closer to you as you focused on whatever was on the stovetop.

You were pulled from your intense focus as Eric protectively wrapped his arms around your waist

"Almost done?"

"Nearly"

Eric is gracious enough to set the table for you guys

Once you guys have eaten, Eric drags you to the couch to cuddle with him (even though he will insist that he only wants to relax while his food digests)

You guys snuggle up on his couch and watch T.V together

you can see his phone on the end table that keeps lighting up with texts from the boys wondering where he went, he ignores them.

"Maybe you should just say over, I don't want to walk you home in this cold weather."

"Eric it's cold every day."

"Shhhhhh"

Kyle<3

He really just wants to help

dear god let him or he'll explode

"Y/N honey, do you want any help?"

"I'm okay but thank you!"

Kyle will sit in the kitchen and watch your every move, not judging or anything he is just curious (plus he just likes being around you)

He waits patiently for you to give him some kind of task, he really just wants to be helpful.

"Babe?"

"Yes!" Kyle says a little too enthused jumping up from his seat.

"Would you ask Ike if he is hungry, I have enough for the three of us." you say with a smile

Kyle begrudgingly invites his little brother to eat with you guys. (he just wanted you to himself)

The three of you are gathered around Kyle's kitchen table as you serve up the food to the boys.

Kyle can't help but imagine what a good mother you would be.

Like you are so good at helping out with Ike he can’t even think about it without blushing

You take notice of his red face and ask if the food is too spicy

“Oh no it’s perfect!!”

He calmly composed himself as you and Ike chat about how school is going

Shortly after you finish eating Ike scurries upstairs back to his video games while Kyle helps you wash the dishes.

The two of you side by side at the sink, laughing as you play with the bubbles in the sink

You take a huge handful of bubbles and slap it in his face

He wipes his face and underneath the mess you see a devious smirk

You slowly start to back away from him knowing what was about to happen

“Oh baby you’re going to pay for that.”

All is heard is your screams as Kyle chases you with a handful of bubbles

“Ike help me!!” You yell

“Sorry Buddy.” Ike yells back from his room

Stan<3

Stan actually didn't even know you were going to be at his house when he got home

His parents are out of town so he figured he would just heat up a frozen pizza or something

But he walked in the door and was greeted by you wearing a cute little apron and setting the table with some simple plates for the two of you

"Uh Y/N, what's all this?"

"Oh, I just thought it would be nice for us to have a little dinner date." you smile

You are so fucking cute Stan can't handle it

He follows you into the kitchen and sees a number of things strewn about the counters

a cookbook sat open next to the stove as you continued to stir whatever was in the boiling pot in front of you

He could tell you were putting in a lot of effort and he felt bad he hadn't done anything for you

instead of offering his help, which he knew you wouldn't accept, he hatched a plan of his own

Stan strolled over to you and kissed your forehead while you worked

"I'll be right back okay?"

You hummed in response deep in concentration with your project

As fast as he came he was gone again, swiftly grabbing his keys and walking out the front door

As you heard the front door close you thought to yourself what he might be doing but you decided just to focus on the task at hand.

Just as you were about to finish up the food you hear the front door open and some movement in the dining room

You figure Stan is just up to some weird joke so you finish up the food and walk into the dining room with 2 plates in hand

You walk out to see Stan holding a bouquet of flowers and the table is set with candles and rose petals all around

"Stanley" you say trying not to cry because of how sweet he was

"What kind of date doesn't have flowers for their girlfriend?"

You put the food down on the table and walk over to him and pull him in for a sweet kiss

"Maybe I could treat you to some dessert later hm" you say kissing him again

"What did I do to deserve you."

Kenny<3

You decided to surprise your boyfriend at his house with plans to make him and his siblings dinner

You arrived at Kenny's and gave the door a quick knock before being greeted by your boyfriend with a surprised look on his face

"Babe what are you doing here." he says as he swoops in to take all the heavy bags you were carrying

"I thought I could make dinner for everyone." you smiled as you started to unpack the contents of your bags onto the counters

Kenny was shocked you would spend your time and money on him and his family

He needed to repay you somehow

As you started to prepare some stuff for cooking you noticed that Kenny had started to help you pulling out mixing bowls and a few utensils

"Ken you don't have to help, I got this," you say resting your hand on his shoulder as he leans down into the bottom cabinet looking for something.

"I know you do but I just want to help, please let me." he cooed standing up with an old wooden cutting board in hand.

You gave in instantly, how could you say no to that face

The two of you worked together cutting vegetables and cooking over the stove, Kenny would sometimes just walk up and kiss you in the middle of something

The two of you worked so well together, it's like he always knew what your next move would be

he was always one step ahead

As you too finished up cooking Kenny did the best he could to find matching plates and cups for you and his siblings

You went to call the kids in for dinner as Kenny put the plates of food on the table

domestic life seemed to fit you both so well, as you all ate Kenny talked with his sister and brother about their day

he held your hand below the table the whole time

After dinner, you guys just tossed the dishes in the sink and went to Kenny's room to cuddle

As he held you in his arms he mumbled a question into your shoulder

"Would you ever want kids one day?"

"Only if you were my baby daddy." you laugh

"Oh, I can arrange that."

Thanks for reading! i kinda got a little carried away sorry if this is too long lol!!

-m <3

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teatoptony · 7 months

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The Whole Being Soulmates Thing

summary; in this world, soulmates exist. he has one. it’s just that he already found someone, and your marks don’t match at all.

or, in which a stupidly stubborn punk in stupidly in love with someone who’s not his stupid ‘real’ soulmate.

pairing; hobie brown x reader, spider-punk x reader (soulmate!au)

warning(s); mentions of police brutality, not-too-detailed descriptions of injuries. r is non-gendered, no mention of r’s race. not proofread & written in the wee hours.

i am not black, i don’t have wicks. i did some research on how to properly care for them and wrote tiny parts in here with the info i had, but it may not be totally accurate. if something is wring, let me know. same for the lcp.

also hobie might sound a bit ooc but it’s a quiet fic and we don’t rly see him ‘quiet’ so eat my ahh(/j)

inspired by this post by @corrodedcoffeen ! not exactly 100% accurate but yea

He lived in a world full of soulmates and soulmarks.

Everyone who had a soulmate had a soulmark, like a little tattoo; whether it be on their arm, leg, back, even on their face. Sometimes, a person would have multiple soulmarks. In other cases, they wouldn’t have any at all. Some people were born with their marks, some appeared later down the line.

In most cases, people would do anything to find their soulmate. To be with them. To unite with their missing half.

Hobie Brown was among those who’d been born with a soulmate. Four little streaks that wrapped halfway around his left arm, like a scar from an animal that had halfheartedly tried to claw the whole thing off at birth.

Hobie loved his soulmark.

Not because he’d met his soulmate. Nor was it because the idea of a predestined partner made him giddy. No, it was because he felt a sense of pride whenever he looked at it. Pride that he’d beaten the system when he got you.

His thoughts wander as he sits on your your and his shared bed, a towel flat under his bum to prevent any grime that may be on his suit from rubbing off on the sheets. His vest and T-shirt had been haphazardly folded and placed on the bathroom sink, desperately needing a thorough cleaning after a particularly hard day, which left his torso bare for you to assess and repair the damage he’d been dealt once you peeled off the top half of his suit.

“Bit eager, yeah?” He’d joked as you hastily helped him out of his clothes, that cheeky smirk still shining through on his tear-streaked face. You’d answered with an exasperated laugh.

He had come home at two in the morning, stumbling through the window with a hand over the right side of his mask. When he’d ripped it off, tossing it on a random bit of the floor somewhere, you were met with red eyes, wet cheeks, a runny nose and a blood-crusted lip. Apparently, he’d been at the frontlines of a protest when one of the tear gas shells hit him right in the face, cracking his right eye lense and leaving him vulnerable to the gas’s full effect. You didn’t need to be told what happened to know what came next. After all, it was always the same routine with the pigs - gas the crowd and beat any individuals that strayed from the mass.

Now, as Hobie’s fingers tap a little rhythm on the mattress, your hands glide a washcloth long his skin, being careful to minimize pressure on his bruises. Which, granted, is hard when they cover most of his back and ribcage, but you made it work somehow. Tear gas residue sticks to anything it can, and although his body was mostly had been mostly covered, it gave the both of you peace of mind to clean anything off just in case. He thanks you by softly gripping your other hand, his fingers lacing together with yours.

“Need more milk?” You ask, going to put the cloth down and grab the already half-empty sprayer on the ground next to the bed, having already been used in the bathroom just minutes prior and put there just in case. He shakes his head, the hand that’s not on yours gently grabbing your wrist and guiding it back to his chest.

As you continue, he thinks back to the first time he’d held your hand like that.

It was when the two of you were barely teenagers, when he didn’t fully understand how the whole ‘soulmates’ thing even worked, or how messed up it really was. The only thing he really knew was that people were supposed to stay together forever if their marks matched, even if that wasn’t always the case.

Having known each other since you were just kids, he remembers wishing so badly that your soulmark matched his. He had wished that little planet on your ankle could be washed away, a temporary tattoo or doodle instead of an actual mark. He remembers drawing little black holes at the corners of his school worksheets, hoping that one of them would eventually swallow your mark whole and replace it with four lines identical to his.

Back then, he had wished his ugly little bands would somehow arrange themselves into a square. At least then he could insist that his mark was a planet. A weird square one, yeah, but a planet just like yours.

But as you looked at him with that warm glow in your eyes, he swore you were the best thing that had ever happened to him, soulmate or not.

If only that kid could see him now - here, with you.

He suppresses a smile that threatens to slip onto his face, as moving his lips makes the cut sting.

“You almost gave me a heart attack,” you mutter, wiping at the last bit of his torso. Hobie lets out a low sigh.

“‘M sorry love,” he says back, giving your hand a little squeeze. He really does mean it. He hates seeing the worry and sadness in your eyes every time he came back to you after one of these days. Fuck knows how he’d cope with it if you came home like this just every now and again, let alone what seemed like every other day recently. “I do try to be careful.”

You hum in response, getting up from your spot and holding out your hand for him to do the same. He does so with little to no hesitation, only waiting a moment to brace himself for the soreness that would follow. You lead him to the bathroom.

“Everything off,” you say, then immediately follow it up with, “Don’t.”

“I didn’t even say nothin’!” Hobie protests, feigning offense. As if that glint in his eye didn’t give it away.

“You need to get cleaned off properly.” You stress the lest word, letting go of his hand so that he can strip. “You can’t just go to bed after a quick wipe-down tonight. You need a shower.”

“But it’s gonna be cold.” Hobie groans. Tear gas wasn’t anything new, he’d had to clean the residue off of himself more times than he could count. That didn’t mean he was a fan of the cold showers that did most of the actual cleaning. Despite his complaints, he hastily steps out of his remaining articles of clothing as you start the water.

His muscles tense as he steps into the shower, pulling him out of his somewhat drowsy state. He quickly scrubs every part of his body, wanting to get out as fast as possible.

He washes his hair out last, taking care to not mess them up no matter how much he hates the temperature of the water. He’d made the mistake of trying to shampoo the whole of his head in one go just once before, and he’d be damned if he had to go running to the auntie down the street again to fix any tangles neither you nor him could sort out.

In his defense, he’d almost bled out just a couple hours beforehand that day. Having your first (superhero-related) near-death experience tends to shake you up a little.

“You’re such a man-baby,” you’d teased him as Hobie gripped your hand for dear life, the woman you’d guaranteed could get that nightmare of a knot out sorting through his hair with an arsenal of olive oil and a wide toothed comb.

“Oh piss off—” his reply was cut short as she detangled a particularly nasty bit of the problem, unfortunately having to tug exceptionally hard at his head. “Ow!”

The woman - Aunt Margaret, as you’d introduced her - tsked at him to sit still, poking at the tangle with the handle of her comb to see if it would give way now. Luckily, most of it did. She muttered something along the lines of ‘young people nowadays’, but in a sort of gruffly affectionate sort of way. From what you’d told him, Aunt Margaret was sort of the neighborhood mom, always helping people who needed it no matter how much she gave them grief for it.

The three of you made small talk over tea after his hair was nice and hairball-free, albeit a little slippery. Turned out, Aunt Margaret had plenty of stories of her own to share. Hobie had been delighted to hear about everything that had happened when she was a part of the League of Colored Peoples, almost ready to practically beg the woman to adopt him.

Two weeks later, when he decided to drop by again, the topic of soulmates came up. Aunt Margaret asked if he’d found his soulmate yet, to which he replied he didn’t believe in the soulmate system. She nodded in agreement.

“Just as well,” she had said, a frown making its way onto her face. “I’ve seen too many good people get their hearts broken because of that bloody mark.” She eyed his upper arm, exposed in the sleeveless top he’d worn at the time. “I got mine covered ages ago.”

“Did you meet your soulmate before that?”

Aunt Margaret shook her head. “That’s a story for another time, Bartholomew.”

He still makes time for tea with her every week or so.

The second he steps out of the shower, he’s greeted with a huge, warm towel fresh from the dryer. He wraps it around himself as you usher him back to the bedroom where you’d laid out some comfy clothes for him. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices the clothes he’d discarded on the bathroom floor is long gone, along with his vest and tee that were sitting on the sink.

“I put the studs out on the veranda to air out,” you say, noticing him glance at the empty sink. “They’ll need washing, though. My eyes got all weird when I looked at the vest too close, and your belt’s not much different. The rest of everything’s in the machine.”

Pulling on his bottoms, Hobie silently nods at your words before pulling the tank top you’d dug out for him over his head. He then walks over to place a kiss on your head. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close to leech off your warmth. He lets out a little noise of contentment when he feels you hug him back.

Wordlessly, he walks the two of you to your the shared vanity, plopping himself down on the seat. You grab the hairdryer off the table, checking to make sure it’s okay for you to help before switching it on to dry his wicks. Hobie closes his eyes as you make your way through each piece, eventually stopping once there’s no more water to be purged. Your fingers sorting through his hair so carefully is calming - almost therapeutic, and it takes all his willpower to keep himself sitting straight up for you.

After that, he clumsily grabs you and throws you over his shoulder, ignoring how you yelp in surprise and unplugging the dryer. He then proceeds to carry you around your place, flicking off all the lights before getting back to the bedroom and (softly) throwing you on the mattress.

“Was that really necessary?” You groan as he throws the sheets over the both of you. Hobie then proceeds to drag himself half on top of you, using you as a full body pillow.

“Definitely.” He replies, his voice a bit muffled against your pajamas.

You laugh. “Sure.”

He tilts his head up to give you a goodnight kiss, murmuring ‘dream ‘bout me’ next to your ear to which you respond by playfully pushing him away.

“Rude,” He mutters, smiling into your clothes as he huffs in indignation. Your laugh echoes through your body, a sound more beautiful than any music he had or would ever hear.

He doesn’t fall asleep too easily that night. Rogue thoughts on soulmates and fate flinging about his skull. For some reason, they’d all picked tonight to bug him to pieces.

Unknowingly, his grip around you tightens, feeling your weight in his arms. It grounds him as all the doubts try to throw him off, to destabilize something perfectly happy.

What if they find their soulmate? Then they’ll decide if they want me or them. (Me.)

What if I find my soulmate? What, like I’d break their heart for a stranger? Yeah. Fat chance.

He swatted those questions away like pesky little mosquitoes until he eventually fell asleep, choosing to focus instead on your heartbeat ringing in his ears.

So what if you two weren’t soulmates? He loves you, you love him. That’s all that matters.

The universe can suck an egg.

—

The next morning, Hobie woke up at 11, as usual. You woke up right after him as he stirred, like you always did. The two of you lounged in the comfort of your the sheets for a while before you had to eventually get up for breakfast.

Hobie was trailing behind you on your walk to the kitchen when something catches his eye.

His reflection in the vanity mirror.

Something’s… off.

Oh.

Oh shit.

“Y/n?” He calls, looking down at his upper arm just to make sure the mirror isn’t playing tricks on him. Sure enough, there it is.

You turned around at his voice, eyebrows furrowed in a confused way. “Hm?”

“Look.”

He watches as your confusion morphed into surprise and then back to confusion again. Then you auickly check your ankle, confusion turning into realization.

“We match.”

Your soulmarks had somehow changed overnight, turning into small, stylized sun symbols that stand out more than either of your marks before ever did, clear as day.

It’s a few moments of stunned silence before laughter breaks out between the two of you.

“You know what we have to do now,” you manage, an arm around the front of your midsection and the other hand on your face.

“I think I do.” Hobie says, practically wheezing

By the end of the day, the two of you have covered up your new soulmarks with mismatching tattoos.

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http-angelite · 1 year

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SP RQ- The main 3 + Butters with a GN s/o that all of a sudden starts to tickle them and kiss their faces, like cheek, lips etc, in general being all cute? And if they try to do it back the s/o tries to run away, and maybe throw Pillows at them

Just being all cute

🌸

♡ kissing, tickling, and throwing pillows ♡

characters: kyle, stan, kenny, butters (all aged 16-17) ➤ gn reader

Kyle . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

he gets so shy and red when you start kissing his face. he's tense at first, unused to such physical affection. once you gently place your hands on his cheeks, however, he feels his every muscle relax under your touch. he leans into you, closing his eyes and losing himself on your lips.

but then you move your hands to his sides and start tickling him. his eyes shoot open and he yelps in surprise. he hates how ticklish he is, and does his best to hold in his laughter, but he can't keep it up for very long.

once his laughter is set free it sounds so genuine and unrestrained that it reminded you of a child's.

when he reaches over to tickle you in return, you run. he gets up to chase you but, before he catches you, you take a pillow, throw it in his face, and laugh.

he grabs the pillow and smacks you with it repeatedly.

»»————-　♡　————-««

"are you even listening?"

kyle asks. you lifted your eyes from his lips to meet his, gazing into them. he was trying to help you study by reading off questions from a set of notecards he made, but you were too busy admiring him to pay attention.

"uh, no, not really."

"why not?"

"you have such pretty eyes."

his cheeks warm up a bit, but the rest of his body freezes.

"you think so?"

he asks, shyly lowering his voice.

"i do."

"no one's ever told me that before."

your eyebrows furrow, and you almost don't know how to respond. you knew that boys typically received little compliments of such nature, but it still practically offended you that no one else had noticed how gorgeous his green eyes were. you almost took it personally, on his behalf.

"that doesn't make sense to me."

he shrugs.

"i just don't receive many compliments in general, especially about my appearance."

"but there's so much to compliment."

you stood up from where you sat across his room and walked over to him, climbing onto the bed he rest on and placing yourself in his lap. he averts his eyes, timidly.

"i don't know about that."

you scoff, almost aggressively taking the cards out of his hands and putting them onto his nightstand. He then set his hands on your hips instead.

'it's true! your eyes, your nose, your lips, your hair, they're all perfect. not to mention that you have the sweetest smile and the loveliest laugh."

at this point, he knows that there's no way you haven't noticed how red his face has gotten. He tries to think of something to say, but he's speechless, overwhelmed by your attention.

"every time i look at your cute face i just wanna kiss it all over!"

and that's exactly what you do. starting near his jaw, next to his lips, peppering kisses across the warmth of his cheek. he can't help but smile. you take his hat off of his hand to run your fingers through his hair, moving it out of the way so you can continue kissing along his forehead. he leans into you, relaxing his muscles and melting onto your lips.

"you're perfect."

you place one last, extended kiss to his lips.

"you better not be mean to my boyfriend >:(."

"okay, i won't."

he titters.

"there's that laugh that i love!"

"i'm not laughing."

"really? how about now?"

you move your hands to his sides and wiggle your fingers against him. he yelps, but quickly recloses his lips. he does his best to stifle his laughter, but fails. the way he closes his eyes as he chortles makes you smile. he squirms, trying to grab your wrists and pull them away.

"not fair! i wasn't prepared!"

"what fun would it be if you were?"

he finds the strength to push you off of him. not hard enough to hurt you, but enough to knock you backward, landing your back on the mattress you both sit on. he goes to pounce, but you swiftly roll out of the way. he lands face first on his bed, while you land with your hands and knees on the carpet. you let out a giggle as he gets up, and you crawl away when he reaches down to grab you.

"get back here!"

you lift yourself to your feet and turn to face him. he jumps up from the bed and makes his way toward you. you back away, nearly meeting the wall behind you. he lunges at you, but you dodge, and he almost lands his face to the wall. you run back over to his bed as he continues to chase you.

"stay back!"

you yell, grabbing a pillow and throwing it in his face.

"agh! how dare you!"

he grabs the pillow and corners you on the bed, smacking you with it repeatedly. you put your arms up to shield yourself, all while giggling.

"okay! you got me, you win!"

he throws the pillow to the side and sets his hands on the bed at your sides, using them to hold himself up while hovers over you. your faces are inches apart. you're both still giggling and trying to catch your breath. he stares into your eyes, smiling winsomely.

"you know, i think your eyes are really pretty too :)."

Stan . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

he isn't as ticklish as kyle or butters, but finding just the right spots that make him squirm is a task that you've managed to accomplish.

his laugh is soft and adoring. he not only laughs at the way you tickle him, but also, partially, at the cute determined face you make when you do so.

he hits you with a pillow, knocking you back as he tries to tickle you in return. you try to escape, but he catches you.

he pulls you under him so he can kiss you. when you part, you take his face in your hands and begin kissing all over it.

he giggles with a dopey smile, and you swear you can see his pupils morph into hearts.

»»————-　♡　————-««

you and stan were playing video games together, sitting on pillows placed on the floor in front of his television. you didn't often play videogames together. partly because he initially went to his friends if he wanted to play games, and partly because you sucked at them. and he had picked the type of game that you were the worst at: first person shooter.

and, man, was he kicking your ass.

"dude, you suck at this."

he said, a bit too enthusiastically. he was right tho, but you were too competitive to be beaten so easily. this fight didn't last long, however, because he quickly defeated you; but not as quite as quickly as he would have if you had already accepted your fate. he throws his fists up in triumph.

"ha! i beat you again!"

you grumble, crossing your arms and refusing to look at him, but he keeps talking.

"i forget, do you just like losing?"

"shut up! you just got lucky."

"got lucky for the 10th time in a row."

he laughs, amused at the pout evident on your lips. he found it so adorable, how competitive you were, how you crossed your arms so ardently.

"oh, you think it's funny?"

"yeah, i do."

"i'll give you something to laugh about!"

you tackle him to the floor and start tickling him. mercilessly, of course. he gasps, the continues to laughs, unabashedly. he does his best to push you off, but, again, you don't go down without a fight. he resorts to grabbing one of the pillows you both were sitting on and hitting you with it, knocking you back. He then sits back up in front of you.

"you're a sore loser."

"whatever, you're a sore winner."

"you're cute when you're mad."

he leans closer to you, your faces now inches apart. you feel a subtle heat rise to your cheeks.

"shut up and kiss me."

he closes his eyes and presses his lips to yours ever so delicately. you can't help but smile when you part and he looks at you so softly, witch such fondness.

"i can't be mad at this handsome face for too long."

you place your hands on his cheeks, caressing his skin with your thumbs. he closes his eyes, pressing his face further into your touch, before turning his head just slightly enough to plant a kiss to your palm. you incline to lay a kiss on his cheek. one kiss becomes to, and two becomes four, until you're littering pecks across every inch of his face. he smiles wide, his face turning pink.

"i'll beat you next time."

"sure you will."

he moves his hands to your sides and starts tickling you. you try to crawl away, but he grabs your legs and pulls you back underneath him.

"you'll never beat me!"

Kenny . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

he throws a pillow in your face to make you pay attention to him if you aren't doing so.

you throw it right back at him, immediately feeling a little guilty when you see his puppy eyes and pout.

you lure him into your arms with the promise of a tender embrace. you kiss him allover his face, running your hands through his hair. he basks in your warmth and affection.

you catch him hella off guard when you suddenly start tickling him. his boisterous laughter makes your heart swell.

he manages to remove your hands from his sides, holds you tightly against him, unable to escape as he tickles you back.

»»————-　♡　————-««

"y/n. y/n. y/n."

"yes, kenny?"

he groans in frustration when you answer without even looking up from your phone. he comes over to where you rest on the couch and sits next to you.

"when are you gonna get off your phone?"

"in a minute."

"you said that like three times already."

"well, i promise this time."

he groans again, almost comically slumping back against the sofa. he was bored. he wanted you to look at him, talk to him, pay any attention to him. you hadn't kissed him in almost 15 minutes and he thought he was gonna die. you notice him get up, but you still don't move your eyes from your phone. he grabs a pillow off of the couch and chucks it at you, hitting you in the face and knocking your phone out of your hand.

"you gremlin!"

"gremlin??"

he gasps, cartoonishly offended.

"you're so mean! :( i just wanted your attention."

"aw, i'm sorry, sweetheart. come here."

you hold out your arms. he climbs on top of you and lays between your legs with his head placed against your chest. you slide the hood off of his head and run your fingers through his hair, gently scraping your nails on his scalp. you lay your lips on his forehead, then his cheek, and his jaw; making your way across his flushed face. he sighs in content and softens into the warmth of your body. he closes his eyes, only opening them again when you stop.

"why'd you stop?"

you snicker, wordlessly moving your hands to the hem of his jacket. you lift it just enough to slip your hands under, feeling the bare skin above his hips.

"oh?"

he smirks. you look into his eyes with a fake, sultry smile. you lean forward, pretending like your about to kiss him, but then you start fluttering your fingers against his skin, tickling him. he begins laughing uncontrollably, and you let out a villainous chuckle.

"you tricked me!"

he pushes himself up and away from you and falls back onto the cushions behind him. you lift yourself as well, following his movements. you lean over him, reaching for his sides again and continuing to tickle him, and he continues to laugh.

"you're evil!"

"you wanted my attention, you got it. happy now?"

he grasps your wrists, removes them from his waist, and, by them, he pulls you towards him. you fall on top of him and he wraps his arms around you.

"i am now."

you smile into his chest. you feel one of his hands trace your waist, while the other arm is still wrapped around you, keeping you in place. then he starts tickling you! your laughter is muffled by his parka. he giggles as you try to escape.

"how's that medicine taste? your own flavored?"

"yes and i don't like it!"

Butters . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

he loveslovesloves any and all attention you give him.

he immediately leans into you when you start kissing him. his face grows warmer and warmer with each peck you plant on his skin

your heart fills to the brim, nearly overflowing, when you hear him giggle. you felt like you could listen to his sweet laughter all day. so you tickle him! and he laughs even more :)

once he gets away from you, he grabs a pillow and swings it in front of him, using it to protect himself.

and while you're distracted, he pounces, gripping your sides and tickling you in return.

»»————-　♡　————-««

once he catches sight of you, his eyes light up and the corners of his lips turn upwards.

"y/n!"

he shouts, excitedly getting up from his bed and rushing over to you.

"hi darling! <;3"

you meet him halfway, wrapping your arms around his neck and rubbing your cheek against his. his arms tightly encase your waist as he closes his eyes, cherishing your embrace. he rests in your warmth for a moment, before moving his head so that it was in front of yours, without either of you removing your arms from around the other.

"what are you doing here?"

"i was just missing my favorite boy."

he was so effervescent when he spoke to you. when you speak to him in that sickeningly sweet voice in return, heat rises to his cheeks, making his skin bloom with a soft pink. you move your hands from around his shoulders to place them on the sides of his face. you look into his eyes so lovingly, making his heart beat so fast that he swears that its moments away from bursting through his chest.

"well i missed you too baby!"

you hum happily in response, bringing your face closer to his before planting a gentle peck to the tip of his nose, then under his eyes, onto his cheeks, his forehead, and the bridge of his nose. he can't help but giggle at the way you so vivaciously scattered smooches along his precious face. you just loved to love him, but he enjoyed it even more than you did.

"you have the cutest laugh."

"well, i don't know about the cutest."

"it's true!"

he averts his eyes, bashfully. you find the strength to tear your hands away from his face, grazing your fingertips against his collar, down to his chest, until they rest, for a moment, at his waist. then you start moving your fingers, fluttering them against his sides to tickle him. he lets out more of that wonderful laughter that you lived for.

"see?"

he stepped back, but you followed with your hands still attached to him. he continued until he met the edge of his bed, then quickly turning himself to climb on top of it. and before you can do so yourself, he grabs a pillow and starts swinging it in front of him, hitting you in the process.

"stay back!"

he shouted cheerfully as you crawled onto the bed with him. he then threw the pillow at you as a distraction before tackling you. he starts tickling you just as you did to him.

"haha! i got you!"

he swore that all colors became more vibrant when he hears you laugh. he thought that you were the one who truly had the cutest laughter.

hi! tysm for reading! this is my first ever request, so i apologize if it's not all that great. i kinda unintentionally took some creative liberties, but hopefully you still think it's cute :)

also ty for requesting! i rlly hope you like it <3 any and all feedback is appreciated.

#south park x reader #south park x y/n #sp x reader #sp kyle x reader #sp kenny x reader #sp stan x reader #butters x reader #butters stotch x reader #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny x reader

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augustrambles · 1 year

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hi august :) can i request kyle’s first time eating out (or maybe facesitting 👀) his gf?

a/n: yummy

kyle broflovski x reader [highschool AU]

cwarnings: first time eating out, afab reader, theythem pronouns, nsfw

KYLE BROFLOVSKI

"if i do this wrong, im so sorry-"

needs a lot of reassurance.

he has never been so nervous before

like hes thinking rn "what if they leave me bc of this???"

but when he does, and he hears sounds of pleasure

BOYY his confidence is up

hes like "omg i actually did it?? AND I DID IT RIGHT!"

lowkey smiles inside ur pussy tbh

hes just happy he made you happy

after the funtim moment he talks to you about it

you rlly have to praise him.

DUDE. PULL HIS HAIR.

like if you pull his hair he will get butterflies

feels like he ate butterflies for breakfast dinner n lunch

hes lowkey a masochist but also loves praise

so just mix the two

"my good little whore" and he will scream mentally

hes just really an emotional mess during the whole situation

after the first time, he acts more less emotional

more smirks n shit

he just goes super egoist after the first few times

happy kyle :3

#south park #south park x reader #south park x y/n #kyle broflovski #kyle x reader #sp kyle #kyle broflovski x y/n #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle brovlofski #kyle broflovski smut #south park smut #kyle south park #south park kyle

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kenlvry · 1 year

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stans gang and late night skinny dipping eith their s/o

skinny dipping with stans group

an,DAMNN OKAY ANON I SEE U 😝🤞 this is such an interesting one. SLIGHTEST nsfw so theyre all 18

kenny

you and him were having a sleepover, he's just there to accompany you since your parents are out of town and your an only child so it gets scary.

kenny has had this idea for a long time actually,everytime he comes over he suggests you two skinny dip tgt but you always refuse

not that you don't want to, he asks when the sun is blaring at you and during people are just walking by and greeting you like cmon, and also your parents can clearly see you if you two go skinny dip like um???

anyways, you two were watching a movie and it was getting boring, you looked out to your backyard to see your pool, you thought it was a good time "ken, you know how you always ask to skinny dip tgt?"

his clothes are off by the time you finish that sentence. he has been ready ever since the day he saw you had a pool.

he's already in the pool waiting for you. your just there like 🧍 "come in babe" you stood there taking off your clothes while he stared from the pool "damn think i need to be handcuffed somewhere this time" smirking at you.

the pool was cols.the pool wasn't that deep, it reached your shoulder meanwhile it reached just the lowerhalf of kenny. since it was cold kenny would make jokes like "its really cold, dont you wanna warm you sweet boyfriend?" or "you love me right? im really cold rn.."

his hands are everywhere, from you waist to your ass to your hands then your shoulders, he is dora the explorer

tbh you two don't know what to do in there, i mean.. theres only one thing to do when your naked tgt...and uh you weren't up for that

when you have your back turned on him he would definitely press himself against you "tryna do something tonight?" he hugs you from behind and lays his head on your shoulder

"maybe not in the pool ken" you smiled "IN THE BED THEN???" you just kept smiling escaping his grasp around you and getting out of the pool with a towel around you "come meet me there" you winked. he is already there before you know it, skinny dipping with kenny is a one way ticket to not be able to move for two days

stan

tbh skinny dipping was your idea, you were bored and you come across a tiktok abt it and was intrigued.

"no." he has his arms cross and stern look, "PLEASEEEEE, your no fun stan please please" you did your best puppy eyes and hands clasp together looking up to him.

he wants to 100%, but he's scared someone's gonna walk by and see you two literally naked. you were so persistent and he couldn't deny you.

he looked at the time and at this time almost everyone in south park, except for you two are sleeping. he agrees and you burst a huge smile taking of your shirt and pants leaving you in your bra and underwear walking to the pool.

"w-wait y/n!" bro is stuttering blushing fluttering embarrassed flushed. i mean its not the first time he's seen you naked but usually you two make out with your eyes closed so he never really admired your whole body.

you jump in the pool, taking off your undergarments in the pool and throwing it, he sighs taking off everything except for his boxers.

the pool water reached just about above your boobs, i mean you could still see them but the water covers some. "stan take off your boxers" he's avoiding eye contact. "fine I'll do it" "WAIT NO" and like that he's naked now.

he is so embarrassed like damn with you naked he's already shy enough. your pool had stairs, it was a 3 step stair. stan was on the 2nd step slouching and man spreading, he's just watching you enjoying the water, you were cute he thought.

but its no fun when he's doing nothing, slowly approaching him the water slowly submerging from your body. your body revealing itself making even more shy, he doesn't notice it but he's smirking while eyeing you. stan had to held back the urge to vomit.

your body was wet, not too wet but wet. your hair tied up hut some strands wet from taking off his boxers earlier. sitting on his lap with one hand on his shoulder and the other on his cheek reaching in for a kiss, but just as your two lips was suppose to meet you pulled away and winking then getting up from the pool drying yourself and wrapping a towel around you.

he scoffs while smirking at the stunt you pulled. no way hes going to let you go like that, he immediately gets up and pulled your arm and pulling you into a kiss causing the towel to fall down. lets just say you two had one hell of a night

kyle

idk about you but i think Kyle's the first to bring it up, he would bring it up once but then forget about it months later

you remembered and suggested it again, he was like okay boo whatever u say. ur abt to take off your underwear and bra and he justs screams at you to stop "WAIT! do it in the pool" "what why" you don't question it any further and get in taking it off in there.

he says he doesnt want anyone seeing you but its 2 am who wants to walk by and peek through the fence?? "what if your neighbors see you, he has windows yk" "his curtains are close and the person in the room is 3 year old boy" "still."

he would stand REALLY close to tou, he covering you as if the kid isnt asleep 5 hours ago. he is full on staring at you, no shame just looking at you up and down.

he's seen you naked before but somehow you naked underwater is just so much better, he then realises hes been staring too long and is begging you to not swim underwater bc rn mans is having a boner 🤞

you two get straight to the point ,theres no teasing no nothing you two are doing it in the pool no need to the go in the bedroom, he kisses you as an accident but a kiss turned into a makeout session then uh yeah....

you'd have to physically pull out yourself bc you know this shit gon last until morning and youre not trying to have a fever.

cartman

when you mentioned it he refuses straight away "no thats gay" even if you beg with your life he wouldn't agree. you'd have to ask three days in advance.

he'll eventually give in, it took alot od brining though. he def takes off his boxers underwater hes too shy, he doesn't admit to it though

and tbh he doesn't regret agreeing to this bc your body being wet like that was paradise for him, you look so hot and so carefree he is not taking his eyes off of you.

he realises it and get moody bc he loves it and doesn't wanna admit. he would splash water at you so he can fuck up your hair, you told him earlier you didn't wanna dive in bc you didnt want your hair to be wet so he makes sure your hair is wet

you'd tease him alot, touching him from behind, kissing his neck, his lips, he loves it sm but he acts as if he hates it like bro its obvious.

the night ended with bed creaks from your room, if you know what o mean

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jewbeloved · 4 months

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What it feels like to live with them in one big house 😭 ❤️💖😖

Featuring: Team Stan and CATG

Warning: Absolute chaos (It's ficking south park)

Gender: Neutral

💙💚 The Main Four ❤️🧡

💙❤️ Craig and Those guys 💜💛

Oh my goodness, you'd be praying to god at this point If you expect there will be any peace in this house.

Your parents decided it would be a fun idea to have you all live in a big house together temporarily.

You will often wake up to Kyle and Cartman arguing and Cartman trying to get you on his side when Kyle is trying to prove him wrong about something.

Flour and batter everywhere when you walk into the kitchen and see Craig and Tweek making cupcakes, but Tweek freaking out that there isn't going to be enough for everyone and Craig constantly trying to calm him down.

If you want any peace, you might as well hope to go to Stan, Tolkien, Kenny, or Clyde..and maybe Jimmy if you're in the mood of hearing his jokes.

Stan would probably vent about his dad's shenanigans or him and Wendy's relationship and if you aren't in the mood of hearing allat go to somebody else then.

It's not very surprising that you and Tolkien have a great time spending time with each other because you both do your own things or play games.

Not everyday is absolute chaos though. sometimes you and everyone else actually get to have fun with each other with nobody arguing, fighting, etc. But there's no guarantee that peace will last long because Cartman is sure to start something like he always does.

Just give him that one death glare that Wendy gave to him when she fought him on the playground and Cartman will shut up.

When the days of living with them in one big house are over, you can't help but think what it would be like to have the parents living in one big house together but they aren't allowed to leave for 3 weeks.

This can be seen in romantic or platonic.

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tonixe · 1 year

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𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐒 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐘'𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐘/𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐘'𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐆𝐅 + Drabbles

n.o.t.e.s - This has been floating around my head for months.

w.a.r.n - Sexual themes - exhibitionism and bits of voyeurism, dirty money, and fluff.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Kenny x rich!fem reader

w.c. - 603

★ Kenny in this story is 18+. So don't attack me.

★ The Reader is 3 years older than Kenny.

★ SFW

You would be a literal angel sent from heaven for Kenny and Karen, a guardian for both of them.

You help them with their financial problems, help them buy groceries and food, and visit them to see that there okay, even with buying them clothes.

Their parents would definitely enjoy you visiting them and helping out.

Kenny would definitely brag about you to his friends.

POV: When Kenny is bragging about you, I would feel Eric should definitely be annoyed, "WE GET IT, KENNY!" just basically screaming at him.

Imagine you and Kenny walking into the school as the 'it' couple.

You would take him out to the different types of restaurants, just basically spending money on him, like who wouldn't.

Imagine Kenny's face lighting up from all the good food he ate, literally shoving that food down his throat.

Karen would love to be around you; you would be her idol. She would draw pictures of you and show you with admiration. You both would be total best friends though despite the obvious age difference.

★ NSFW

Being Kenny's Sugar Mommy would definitely be a perk; you have him in your hands, especially in his state of the class.

He would be just a phone call away.

Imagine being his SM, and your in your office just feeling pent up and wanting a release, and you had him take a right on your desk. Your moans are audible while you are basically half-dressed, your clothes on the floor, your eyes feeling heavy as he just cummed into you.

Money would just be paper toys with you; you would always take Kenny shopping and buy him cute little gifts from expensive shops, Gucci, Prada, Louis Vuitton, Dior, and Hermes.

You would shower him with beautiful clothing, and gifts basically making him your own Ken doll. Every time you saw him wearing the clothing you bought him, you just wanted him to fuck you right there and there, even in the dressing room.

⭑ Imagine you and Kenny were in a luxurious clothing store, and Kenny came out looking pretty and handsome and making you so fucking horny, and you just forced him back in the dressing room. The staff thought nothing wrong, but you guys were fucking inside the dressing room, just milking him dry. As you guys pulled in a heated makeout.

He withdraws from his muttering, "We shouldn't be doing this."

"Just shut up and make me cum" you whispered.

Then you guys finished, as you just pulled out your black card, paid for the items, and left with a big smile at Kenny while Kenny was flustered.

Imagine this, appearing out of nowhere, where you saw Kenny just hanging out with his friends and walking up to them, stealing Kenny from his group to suck him off in a random bathroom.

⭑ Your head bopping down on his dick, as your down on your knee, having him all disheveled. His whimpering and moaning just make you weak and wet. When he's reaching his orgasm, you just teasingly start licking his tip, pumping him. Just looking at him innocently as you jerked him.

As you slowly took off your panties, lowering yourself down on him, making him needy while he gripped your waist. Wrapping your hands around him as he thrust inside of your moist cunt.

Clapping sounds, moaning, and whimpering was heard in the bathroom.

Kenny would be submissive when you are near; he is your little plaything.

Kenny would worship everything about you; it would be an honor for him to screw you or even look at your body.

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cherrimilk · 11 months

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✧ cruel summer | south park

‘my sister is off limits, you fucking horny assholes’

⤷ in which stan marsh’s twin sister is back in south park after five years. and with the gang from fourth grade all back together again with y/n marsh’s return, they prepare for what they hope to be the ‘best summer ever’. but with childhood crushes resurfacing and the end of their childhood quickly approaching with the start of their senior year soon, the summer they hoped for may go far differently then what they wanted.

pairings ✧ kenny mccormick x fem! reader, kyle broflovski x fem! reader (two endings!)

genre ✧ coming of age, drama, love triangle romance, slice of life kinda?? crack, half smau, half written

warnings ✧ underage drinking and drug use, south park teenagers being south park teenagers, angst (but i’m a sucker for fluff so expect way more of that)

chapters ✧

⤷ one

character profiles ✧

⤷ twitter

tag list ✧

⤷ open !

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dollyyss · 5 months

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I FELL INLOVE WITH THE KYLE FIC OMG??? OK OK WHAT ABOUT THIS.

the main gang with an S/O that is like, VERY VERY SNUG/TIGHT, like unnaturally tight (but not negatively ;)). Also a virgin, like the biggest virgin out there, completely oblivious to stuff like that and super sensitive to touch in general, talking just a graze of fingertips might gain a small whine. I'm thinking maybe a correct adjective for this would be just the classic virgin reader + the things listed. AAAAA FEEL FREE TO DO THIS DEPENDING ON HOW YOU HAVE ENERGY I KNOW UR SICK😭🙏

-🃏

..sigh you just love to do things to my brain don’t you anon.. WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO ME- NEOCIE IM GONNA GO FERAL RAWR RAWR RAWR jk I’m such a sweet girl, I’m an angel I would never. Tehehe. And I’m sick so I’m an even more touchy just brain melty mood.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ��꒱ ‧₊˚

Kyle’s gang + butters with virgin reader!

Established relationship ₊ ⊹

All characters are aged up! Highschool AU! ‧₊˚✩彡

Kyle, Stan, Kenny, Cartman and butters 𐙚

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: smut/ NSFW, some degrading

Kyle 🐇𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒🪐

“Just like that holy fuck.. you’re so good for me.” Kyle let out a low moan, his head leaned far into his pillow whilst you slowly rode him. “That’s it baby, slowly, don’t look away, keep looking at me, that’s it. Keep watching me baby” his hands held either side of your face in an attempt to keep you with him, to keep you from looking away from him. Your legs shook on either side of his waist, your hands covering your face as you helplessly rutted against Kyle. You practically sucked him in earning groans and whimpers from the lanky gingers lips. “Fuck you’re tight.” He couldn’t hold back anymore, not with the way you gripped so tightly around him, not when he was trying to pull out to slam back in. No you gripped so tight he couldn’t even pull out. It was enough for him to grip onto the sides of your face harder, pulling you down so your forehead rested on his and he snapped his hips up into a ruthless pace.

- He’s a sweet boyfriend. He’s just a sweet guy in general. So when you tell him you’re a virgin he of course would never ever judge you for it.

-what he didn’t know was everything he did could basically make you drip on the spot, and majority of the time it’s shit he doesn’t even think of. He’s sitting with you in a restaurant with Stan and the rest, he softly touches your thigh, opening it to drag you closer to him. He doesn’t think a thing of it until you let out a squeak. Everyone raises their brows, Kyle looking at you when he feels your thighs squeezing his hand. Ahh.. you were sensitive too.

-“have you.. ever touched yourself..?” He asks curiously before feeling you shove his shoulder “Kyle broflovski!” “What? Sorry, I’m sorry. I just. Wanted to know” there was silence before you slowly nodded. He thought for a moment “has anyone else ever touched you?” He questioned again, watching as you shook your head side to side looking at him with big doe eyes. Your hands placed between your thighs. He softly bit his bottom lip, watching your body gently rock back and forth at the thought “do you.. want to be touched?” He slowly scoots closer to you, watching as you slowly lay back on his parents couch, his hands coming to tease the hem of your pants.

-he goes so god damn dumb when you grip him. He doesn’t know how to act. It’s like his brain shuts off and he goes into auto pilot. He’s usually gentle but fuck when he feels you grip so tightly, tight enough that you can feel almost every curve and vein littering his cock, he’s biting your shoulders and slamming into you. He’s swearing, panting. He’s so fuck drunk he doesn’t know what to do.

Stan .° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ

Panting. He’s a panting mess. He tries to form words but he’s so focused on trying to find a deeper angle, trying so desperately to feel you tighten even more then you already were. Your finger nails dig into his raven locks watching as your feet bounce due to your legs being locked around his waist. He was slightly hunched over, his hands on your ass to lift the bottom half of your body off your bed by a couple centimetres, his face buried in your hair while he lets out pleasurable grunts. “Stan!” Your lips spewing his name made him open his watery eyes, lips immediately coming to your ear. “I know, I know. I’m right here.” His hips snap as he slowly sits up, his member pulling out but with a struggle, his tip being the only thing remaining in your gushing warmth. “Can you take some more for me? Hm? Think you could do that?” When he watches you nod he gently takes your legs from his waist and pushes them against your chest, finding himself thrusting deeper at the new angle, your walls clenching so god damn good.

-“virgin? Really.. you? Are a virgin?” He almost doesn’t believe you because to him he can’t see how someone like you could be one. He’d thought everybody would be all over you. But he would admit he was proud to be the one to take it from you. He’s kinda dumb. So he doesn’t catch on. He just thinks you innocence is just, well how you are. But no.. no it’s for many reasons.

-he guides you 100%, you might actually make him a bit nervous because he doesn’t want to ruin this for you. He doesn’t want to take your purity away in such a vile way, he actually wants to make sure it goes exactly how you want. Tell him and he’ll do it. “You’ve got it babe”

-like I said Stan is a little dumb from time to time so he just doesn’t understand why you can’t sit still on his lap. He doesn’t get why your legs are practically shaking and stuttering against him when his large calloused hands come to hold at your hips. Maybe he’s not dumb he’s just, oblivious. He’s noticed that when he sweeps the hair from your neck to the other side you shudder, gripping onto his arm. “Are you? Are you good?”

-when he finds out the reason for it being you were a virgin he kinda.. likes it. He likes that he can be the one to make you act like that, how a single touch from him could have your legs open for him. Of course he takes is time with you. But he does enjoy teasing you from time to time.

-.. the first time you give him a handjob he’s definitely staring at you. He’s on the couch because his parents aren’t home. So what a perfect spot to do so. Your hands pump his cock so well while you partially hide your face, turning it the other way. His arms are resting on the head of the couch, one hand coming to turn your head so close to his you can feel his breath. “Don’t shy away from me..” his eyes are on you, nose pressed to your cheek as you pump him faster, you bottom lip tugged harshly under your teeth.

Kenny ₊˚🕯️🖤❀༉

“Mm I think you can take more sweet thing.. shhh I don’t wanna hear another word. You lay and look pretty for me yeah?” Kenny’s pace was torturous as it was; but having him grip onto his headboard, and pushing you further into his sheets was enough to make you clench harder around him. He shivered, his smile growing wide enough to expose the missing tooth on the right side further back. “Kenny please! I can’t do it.. I-i can’t take much more” you pushed at his lower stomach, still your grip around him was hard for him to pull out, pulling out would mean feeling every inch of his cock and that alone was pleasurable enough to send you to your edge. “Awh the poor baby, that’s a shame isn’t it, cuz you are” he was quick to take your jaw in his hands, pounding into you, his other hand pushing down on your shoulder to keep you from squirming. “Fuck I love the way you clench around me, like you don’t want me to leave” he cooed at you. Feeling yours fingers scratch and grip at his sides and lower stomach once more.

-he’s a horndog. So finding out you’re a virgin? “SCORE” he’s jumping over the moon for joy! Really it’s nothing to be so happy about, so giddy, but he’s just more or so happy it gets to be him that shows you everything.

-he’s probably one to tease tremendously until you finally lose your virginity to him. He likes watching you twitch and squirm at every touch he gives, but he makes sure his touches are extra touchy. He’ll walk behind you to grab your chest, when your making out his tongue is tracing your collarbones all the way down to the hem of your underwear. He wants you to feel like it’s about to happen but he’ll keep you waiting just a little longer.

-he’s probably gotten you to hump his leg. I’m not kidding. He was sitting on his bed, watching you walk around a little too tempting for him. He wasn’t exactly ready to do things to you quite yet, and he didn’t want to force you but when you ended up on his floor, sitting on his foot to try and get off. That shit eating grin never left his face. “Where did that pretty little innocence go hm?” “Kenny.. s-stop it’s not funny”

Cartman 🎧✮🧺✧˖°

“You’re so pathetic.” cartman pulled out, before pushing himself back in further “squeezing and gripping my cock like you don’t want me to stop.” He repeated slowly pulling out before pushing back in. “You go so dumb for my cock you can’t help but clench onto me huh? You silly little thing” who knew Eric cartman was also a teasing little shit even in bed. You. You did. Your hands held onto his shoulders, your feet planted on his bed, knees up and shaking as he worked his way to a somewhat quicker pace. He kept his thrusts short but he was deep. Both due to him and you pulling in him each time he tried to pull back a bit. “Eric, m-mm~” he cocked a brow stopping for a moment before looking at you fully. “Go on, say it, I won’t move until you do” your eyes shot open “mmm- more I want more please” he chuckled gently “you greedy bitch, I’m giving you so much and you want more” he listened though, he gave you what you wanted. He always did in the end.

- “pfft. Fucking virgin” he was too. So don’t let him get to you. Is he going to tell you that? Fuck no. Do you know? Yeah most likely I mean it’s cartman he’s lucky he even landed you. “Cartman shut up. That’s fucking rude and it’s not funny” you crossed your arms. “I’m sorry I’m sorry.. hmm” you shot him a glare. “Cartman.” He placed his fingertips to his lips “it’s just.. a little funny” he pinched his fingers together to make a small gap between his thumb and pointer finger. “I hate you.”

- a fucking tease, like Kenny he uses it to his full fucking advantage. He’ll tease the fuck out of you but just won’t give you want you want. You want him to take your virginity and baby he will. He just wants to get you all pent up, hot and bothered.

-from time to time, when things feel like they’re getting closer, and both of you are practically undressed his tip is teasing at your entrance, slowly circling before he stops for a moment, “hm, I don’t know, I’m feeling a little *yawn* sleepy yknow?” He smirks before laying down on his back watching as you look wet and dumbfounded, legs slowly closing as you sit up. “What the hell Eric..” he looks at you. “You could, suck me off? How does that sound?” You roll your eyes lowering your head at his commend. Don’t worry.. he’ll do it. He just likes to tease you to the very edge, to where you think you’ll get it.

Butters ˚☆🐈*๑

“P-please I won’t last much longer if y-you keep doing that..” butters stutters his words. He has you in a mating press, his legs surprisingly keeping him up, as he slams back down repeatedly. “I’m sorry baby.. I-i can’t he-help it oh my god~” your hands run through his hair, his head lowered towards yours as his lips try to reach your own. You clenched around him each time he pushed in. And god did he love watching himself pull out to watch you grip, your juices coating his member. And when you were left empty he watched as you pulsate trying desperately to find him. The look of it.. fuck he couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t help but to give your tight fit exactly what it wanted “ahh~ lord.. I’m so close~” he whispered against your lips. He knew if his parents seen him now he’d be grounded for god knows how long but Jesus you drove him crazy the way you sucked him back in.

-“virgin? Well that’s alright darlin! Me too! We can learn together!” What he doesn’t know is you’ll have him sucked in, he can’t escape. Not that’s it’s bad. But he becomes addicted. Ever since the you told him, all he’s had on his mind is you gripping him so tightly, your warmth and softness. He’s like a rabid little bunny. But he does keep it to himself, he wants to be gentle with you, sweet and attentive the very first time. You both wanna make sure the other is comfortable.

-he finds it cute when he touches you and you practically moan. Because.. he does the same thing. You touch the back of his neck? He’s shuddering and moaning at the way your fingertips softly lingered. He loves when you you lay him down on his bed, lifting his shirt to kiss around his belly button, your lips lingering against his slight bright blonde happy trail. And he does the same to you, his lips tracing every inch of your body until he reaches between your thighs “mmm.. can I?” He asks gently “well I’ve never done this before so if it’s bad.. I’m sorry” he looks up at your with puppy dog eyes, making sure you know he��s just never done this. When you give the okay, he gentle.. but he can’t help himself when he tastes you, he’s immediately got your legs over his shoulders, and he’s making you squirm and scream. He’s very proud of himself. He’s not much of a tease but he tries to when he gets in the mood

“Well don’t you look awfully pretty” he mutters in your ear, watching the blush creep onto your cheek and you squirm in the place you sat. He’s not the greatest at teasing but hey he tries. And he makes sure you both learn one step at a time.

-but once he’s had it once…. There ain’t no going back. He’s like a wild dog off its leash.

Im sick.. and I’m feeling.. in the mood. I love them. I want them.

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hunnysnoops · 25 days

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Main Three + Craig with morbid/odd reader

“I want love to change my friends to enemies and tell me how it’s all my fault.”

Stan:

He lets you draw on him but instead of doodling you take a black marker and start to meticulously draw dotted lines and arrows like you’re a surgeon prepping him for cosmetic surgery.

While helping him with farm chores you go into detail about how you can compost and break down a corpse in soil, he just kinda nods along.

You give him tarot readings every week. He thought they were fake and just did it to entertain you until his week played out exactly like you said it would. When he realized he just froze up and went non verbal.

Stan- “Hey, do you have any spells to curse my dad?”

Met him when he was in his goth era.

The two of you were having a moment in the rain when you told him that he should’ve worn shoes with rubber soles in case he gets struck by lightning.

You started writing his eulogy when you were laying in bed together, bro was trying not to freak out. Just spam texted Kyle.

You’re date idea is taking him to an abandoned house.

You guys bonded over music. Now you help him write songs since you’re so used to writing poetry.

Reader- “You’re into music?”

Stan- “Yeah, I guess so.”

Reader- “Have you heard Carnival of the Animals, R. 125: Aquarium composed by Camille Saint-Saëns and performed by Philippe Entremont, Gaby Casadesus, and Yo-Yo Ma?”

Stan- “Can’t say I have.”

Kyle:

Has veiny arms so when the two of you are just chilling you’ll put your finger on one of the veins and start talking about what would happen if you severed it. He’s lowkey interested from a scientific standpoint.

You’ll straddle his hips and pull his lips back to look at his teeth, poking around in his mouth like a dentist. You’re inches apart.

Reader- “Wow, you have beautiful teeth.”

Kyle- “Thank you?”

He’s kinda fascinated by you but also repulsed by some of the things you do/say.

He came to your house and you were butchering your own meat, left right away.

You listen to The Cure together.

When you climb trees to look for birds and squirrels he’ll climb too to help you.

Will get mad annoyed after listening to you say incredibly out of pocket things while he’s trying to focus on something.

He’ll buy you little knickknacks that remind him of you.

Before he got to know you, he talked mad shit.

Sometimes gets super freaked out by your behaviour, you straight up give him the heebie-jeebies.

Reader- “So this is my collection of human teeth.”

Kyle- “All of those are yours, right?”

Reader- “Actually, none of them are mine.” 😁

Kyle- 😨

Kenny:

Sits through horror movies and weird foreign films with you. He didn’t like it at first but he came around and started sourcing out movies he’d think you like.

You took him to a Wicca ceremony and he had the time of his life.

You taught him how to make flower crowns and now he makes them all the time. He likes to give them to Karen.

When he sees something off-putting or creepy he will immediately take a picture and send it to you.

Reader- “Hey, it’s raining. Do you want to go look for earth worms and build a worm colosseum?”

Kenny- “Hell yeah.”

He likes to go for walks in the forest with you, you guys will look for bugs and pick them up or make them houses of leaves and twigs.

He’ll help you wash the skulls/bones you find.

Never really minded that you were weird, he approached you first because he thought you were hot.

He loves when you play with his hair and tie little braids into it.

You guys tried to recreate The Blair Witch Project but failed miserably when you actually got lost in the woods.

You’ll meet up at the graveyard and just sit in the grass while you talk about ghosts and ghouls. Sometimes you’ll walk around and stop at a specific grave and guess how they died.

Reader- “Would you rather be in Cannibal Holocaust or The Poughkeepsie Tapes?”

Kenny- “Erm, I gotta pick The Poughkeepsie Tapes.”

Craig:

Generally goes along with whatever you want to do.

Reader- “Can we go down to the riverbank to pickup fish heads and then eat out their eyes?”

Craig- “Yeah, sure.”

He’ll just watch you roll around in the mud or set little twig piles on fire, he won’t join in but he also won’t interfere.

You’ll talk to Stripe, not in the baby voice that people usually use to talk to animals but your tone will be dead serious like you’re talking to a grown adult.

The two of you will watch true crime documentaries together.

He’ll fuck up anyone who calls you weird or a freak.

When you’re out in public, you’ll point someone out and predict how they’re going to die.

There’s nothing you can do that’ll shock him, he’s unfazed by everything that you say.

Sometimes gets concerned with you around Stripe.

You’ll disappear for hours at a time and he’ll get worried, sending you a million texts then you’ll randomly show up at his door soaking wet or covered in dirt with no warning.

Craig- “Where have you been? You weren’t answering my texts.”

Reader- “I was meeting with a friend of mine who is alive.”

Craig- “Oh, that’s cool.”

Requests are open! I’m working through a couple right now. Thanks to the anon who requested this.

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kenny-the-ken · 1 year

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Just a Taste

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP!! You asked,,, so here it is guys!! NSFW content!! NOT SUITABLE FOR MINORS!!!!

Kyle's nerves were through the roof, his cheeks burned a dark crimson and he could feel the small beads of sweat running down his forehead.

This wasn't the first time you two had been intimate, but Kyle was always so nervous and shy, and you loved every second of it. His pale, freckled cheeks burning beetroot red, his hands covering his face as his long legs hung over the side of the bed, and you sat on your knees, gazing up innocently at him as you lowered his boxers down his legs.

You could never understand why Kyle was always so shy, it's not as if he was lacking size, because as you took his cock into your hands and delicately licked the tip, a bead of pre cum on your tongue, you realised how big your partner really was.

"Fuck." Kyle breathed out, parting his fingers that were still over his face to look at you, your eyes meeting as you took as much of him as you could into your mouth, your hand at the base stabilising his cock as you began to slowly bob your head, cheeks hollowing, and Kyle swore your mouth was magical.

"That's so- so good, babe." Kyle just about formed the sentence, his hand moving to tangle in your h/c hair, pushing your head slightly, and you gladly took more of him, your tongue tracing the underside of his cock, his head falling back and his other hand on the bed to steady himself, his groans growing louder.

"W-Why have we-" He panted for breath, more moans spilling from his parted lips, his hips bucking towards you, causing his cock to go deeper down your throat as you gagged slightly, swallowing around his dick, and Kyle's reaction was incredible, his head thrown back, your name rolling off his tongue, completely erasing what he was going to say from his mind, and his moans were deep yet whiny, and you wanted more.

You pulled away from him with a pop, gazing up at him with a smirk on your face, kitten licking the overstimulated tip of his cock, before moving away again, licking a long strip from the base to the tip on the underside of his dick, causing all sorts of noises to emanate from his pretty mouth.

"Why have we what, baby? Spit it out." You spoke, before taking him back into your mouth, your cheeks hollowed as you set a quicker pace, your boyfriend moaning louder in response.

"Why have we never- ah! D-Done this before? Fuck, y/n just like th- that, Christ!" Kyle rambled, his moans growing louder with each bob of your head, his eyes screwed shut, head hung back.

"I-I'm getting close already!" Kyle uttered, his moans breaking up his speech, his grip on your hair tightening as he tugged harder, earning a moan from you around his dick, and he gasped, the new sensation adding to his mounting pleasure, before you quickly pulled away for a split second.

"Come for me, Kyle. I'll swallow everything you give me." You said before returning back to his dick, your pace increased slightly and Kyle swore your mouth had been made just for him, his eyes rolling back in his head, hips thrusting forward a few times, your head moving to take him to the hilt, your cheeks hollowed as his cock twitched against your tongue and he came, shooting ropes of cum into your mouth, his orgasm crashing down on him and he chanted your name like a mantra, his moans only stopping when you pulled away, swallowing his seed and wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, a smirk on your face.

You boyfriend was a sight to behold. His face was flushed, his hands giving way as he plopped on his back against the mattress beneath him. He was gasping for breath, and covering his face with his hands in embarrassment. He was a complete fucked out mess, and you proud to have got your boyfriend so worked up.

"T-Thank you." You panted out, as you lay next to him, peppering gentle kisses along his rosy cheeks, a smile on your face.

"There's no need to thank me, babe. Really, any time." You said with a wink and Kyle's eyes widened, a smirk on his own face now he had finally caught his breath back.

"Any time? I guess I'll have to try that one out next time I feel horny." Kyle replied, wrapping his arms around you as you pulled the blanket over both of you, laying together listening to each others steady heart beats.

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itsirk-is-the-lusional · 2 months

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Happy White Day! Its time for you to gift something to him too..

Valentines ver.

#könig #call of duty fanart #könig fanart #konig fanart #konig #konig x reader #könig x you #art #its those pop out of the box butterfly gifts #i hc his sp in is butterflies so #konig x y/n #könig x y/n

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http-angelite · 1 year

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♡ sitting next to him in class ♡

characters: Kenny, Kyle, Butters (all aged 16-17)

Kenny . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

he goofs off during class pretty often. he has a hard time paying attention to teachers talking monotonously about subjects he doesn't give a shit about.

he doesn't get very good sleep at home, and since he gets bored in class easily, it's not uncommon for him to fall asleep at his desk.

when he wakes up, he'll ask you about what he missed. you make sure to take more detailed notes during the lessons he sleeps through so that you can explain it to him later. he greatly appreciates this.

"you got the notes? thanks, you're the best!"

he's distracts you during class sometimes. he's gotten pretty good at it. does it intentionally sometimes so he can giggle at the cute faces you make when you're frustrated.

also tries to make you laugh if he feels like he has nothing better to do, and there is nothing better than hearing you laugh, especially when he's the reason for it.

he'll whisper jokes or funny comments to you about things going on in the classroom.

texts you during class and tells you to check your phone if you don't do so right away. most of the time, he's sending you memes.

draws little penises or boobs on sticky notes and shows them to you, giggling like a kid, laughing when you roll your eyes.

you started bringing snacks for him since you found out how little he is able to eat due to his parents being poor. now he occasionally asks you if you have food if you haven't already given him some that day.

"did you bring food today? you did? :0 my favorite!"

looks to you for help if the teacher calls on him and he doesn't know the answer.

his desk is always so messy, papers and writing tools always scattered across it. he'll sometimes put a couple things on your desk, asking you to hold them so he knows where they are, and he has little room left on his.

he'll take off his parka and hand it to you, without a word, if he notices you getting cold.

if you tell him that you're struggling with a certain subject, he'll do his best to genuinely pay attention during those lessons, sometimes even taking notes, so that he might be able to help you with it.

most of the time, however, it's you helping him with work. he finds things easier to understand when you explain them to him, mainly because he actually likes listening to you talk about anything.

sometimes asks you for help just so you'll talk to him. you're so patient when he doesn't understand something, and you smile so sweetly when he gets answers right, telling him he's doing a good job.

asks to borrow things from you everyday, things like notebook paper, but mainly pencils. it's not that he doesn't bring pencils tho, he does, they just all seem to evaporate into thin air every time he puts them down.

Kyle . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

one of the only students that actually pays attention in class.

he makes sure you pay attention to, especially if he knows you struggle with the subject being explained. he'll tap you on the arm and point to the examples and notes being written on the board.

will wake you up if you fall asleep. this slightly annoys you depending on how tired you are, but you know he means well. he just doesn't want you to fail.

because if you fail and have to retake classes next year, you won't be in the same classes as him :(

occasionally lets you sleep if he knows you aren't resting enough at home, but not without mentioning it to you the next time you ask him what you missed.

"maybe you'd know if you hadn't fallen asleep."

he may feign annoyance, but he actually likes it when you ask him for help. he thinks it's cute the way you bite your lip and push you hair behind your ears, keeping it from obscuring the view of your assignments, while trying to focus.

he doesn't like letting anyone copy off of him, but if you're having a particularly hard time understanding how to do something, he'll give you answers. however, he will make you study whatever was confusing you with him later.

"you still don't get it? :/ here, it's okay, just write this down and i'll help you understand it more later."

the only time he ever gets on his phone during class is when you get on you're phone during class. he only does so to text you to tell you to get off your phone.

sometimes you'll make funny or sarcastic comments during class and he'll stifle a laugh while jokingly telling you to shut up.

he brings extra supplies to school in case you forget anything, which you often do.

he'll sometimes glance over at you while you're working and smile, admiring you for just a moment.

likes doing group/partner projects with you. he often doesn't like doing them with other people, since others tend not to listen to him or pull their weight. gets slightly frustrated if students don't get to pick partners and he isn't paired with you.

doesn't participate in passing notes, but he loves when you hand him little sticky notes with hearts and sweet messages. they never fail to make him smile, and he keeps every single one of them.

if you do your best to be a responsible student like he does, then you guys probably won't interact much during class, except for the occasional laugh when another student says something funny.

if he sees you eating in class without permission he'll act like it personally offends him.

"are you seriously eating that in class? you know you're not allowed to have food. no i don't want any!"

if you tend more to slack off in school, then he's definitely a good influence. most teachers put your seats next to each other intentionally, hoping that he'll inspire you to work harder, which he does.

sometimes he helps you so much that you swear you'd be failing without him

Butters . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

he's a pretty good student, and does his best to pay attention in class, but he sometimes gets distracted easily.

he especially loses focus when he looks over at you. from where you sit, the light hits you at the perfect angle, making you look like you're glowing.

makes cute little drawings on sticky notes and gives them to you. sometimes he draws animals, but he mostly makes doodles of you, or the two of you together.

sometimes he'll add little hearts and loving notes. and you, of course, keep all of them.

you have one of the both of you holding hands, one of him as a knight and you as a princess, one of you with pretty flowers in your hair, and so many more.

"look! it's us :D i drew you with wings because you're an angel."

writes "my love" or "my favorite person" on them with arrows pointing to you <3

he's not quite as sharp as kyle, but he does his best to help you wherever you need it, answering any questions you have to the best of his ability.

you always make him want to do his best, so he works pretty hard to be a better student when you're around. you inspire him to be the best version of himself, because you deserve the best.

gets absolutely no work done when you miss class. he tries to listen so that he can help you catch up when he gets back, but he's too busy pouting and worrying about you.

the only time he'll get on his phone during class is to text you while you're gone to check up on you. he always wants to make sure you're okay.

only ever wants to work on group/partner projects with you. no one else is quite as kind or patient with him as you are.

wants to cry if the teacher assigns partners and doesn't put you two together. but the teachers notice how much better he does and how much happier he seems when he works with you, so it rarely happens.

the teachers think you guys are just the cutest! they appreciate how much you both try to help each other. you both help the other do their best.

he brings little candies and sweet treats to school with him and offers them to you and only you. if someone asks him for one, he has a hard time saying no, but he'll only give them one. you, on the other hand, can have as many as you want.

"y/n, i brought lollipops! would you like one? I got lots of cherry ones because i know they're your favorite."

pays extra attention and takes extra detailed notes so he can show them to you if you happen to fall asleep in class. he doesn't have the heart to wake you up when you look so peaceful.

most of his pens and pencils have cute cartoon animals, like hello kitty, on them. he'll let you borrow the cute ones if you ask, but if someone else asks, he'll give them one of his few normal, boring ones.

ty for reading! i am v new to writing and posting on tumblr so let me know if you have any tips or critiques abt my works :)

#sp x reader #south park x reader #south park x y/n #kyle broflovski x reader #sp kyle x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #sp kenny x reader #butters stotch x reader #butters x reader

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