#post covid!kyle broflovski x reader

[hoosurdaddy]

Post Covid!Stan's group: Riding their face.

Pairing: post covid!stan marsh x reader, post covid!kyle broflovski x reader, post covid!eric cartman x reader, post covid!kenny mccormick x reader.

Triggers: 18+, oral (f receiving), face sitting.

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This would 100% be Stan's favourite way to devour you bc he can be lazy sometimes and with you sitting on his face is ideal. He'd hold you up, giving your slit long licks and straight up tongue fuck you as he purposely brushed his nose against your clit. You'd be so confused as to how he breathes? Some way, some how his fingers would play at your core, and it would be crazy when you shout his name from your orgasm. Stan would be smiling up at you with wet lips.

Kyle would do this when you both have been dating for awhile and are comfortable with each other but once it happens, oh gosh, he would go all in. Kyle would be so good, remembering what you liked and just had the right amount of teasing before giving into you completely. With your hips rolling and your moaning above him, Kyle would get so hard, especially when you got close; Kyle would happily flatten his tongue against your pussy and let you roll your hips against his tongue and cum.

Just like Stan, this is the perfect position for Cartman to be lazy in and just bury his head into your pussy. He would be thrusting his own hips air, imagining that he was fucking you while his tongue moved deeper and deeper into you. He would be grunting beneath you as you tugged and gripped his hair, moving him to exactly where you wanted him to be.

Kenny would be gripping your thighs and holding you down against his mouth and wouldn't let up even when you tried to move away from him when the pleasure got to him. Kenny would have his lips wrapped around your clit and wouldn't let you up until you eventually were screaming his name and grinding against his mouth.

[princess-kennys-fanfics]

I neeeeeeeeed Kyle basic dating hc! Fem reader pls!!!

Post COVID Kyle x Fem! Reader Basic Dating Headcanons

Warning(s): none!

Notes: Hai hai!! First request woohoo!! Also this is one of the first times I've done a headcanon list like this, I hope it turns out well :')

◇ Kyle is a very considerate partner, whenever he plans to go out somewhere with you, he will make sure that you are comfortable with it as well. If he wants to go to a café, he'll make sure it's your favorite café in the whole town because he wants it to be the best experience for you.

◇ On special dates or occasions, he will leave little love notes in places he'll know you'll find them.

◇ You are his number 1, and if anyone has anything bad to say about you, he WILL be defending you to no end. In a way, he likes protecting you.

◇FOREHEAD KISSES!! I feel that Kyle loves to give you a little peck on the forehead whether it's a way to part from you or if you're sitting in his lap admiring eachother.

◇ When you guys hold hands, he unknowingly has a very firm grasp on your hand. You could be simply walking down the street with him downtown, but he'll be holding onto you like he's trying not to lose you in a crowd.

◇ I think that Kyle would also be the first one to confess

◇ Whether you live together or in separate houses while dating, he will leave sticky notes on your mirror, reminding you how beautiful and pretty you are. (Bonus thing: Kyle writes in cursive, so his handwriting is just as elegant as the compliments he gives you)

◇ Communication is key with this man, and he will make sure that any event, issue, or anything of the sort pops up, that you will know. (In a kind manner of course.)

◇ Kyle would use pet names on you sometimes, such as "sweetheart", "honey", and "dear". He hates the petname "babe" though. He just feels it's tacky idk.

◇ He loves taking long drives with you as well, just listening to you talk about yourself or what has been happening with you recently is his favorite thing. It helps him form a strong bond with you, and car conversations can turn into deep discussions about problems in the world or something as shallow as discussing his childhood favorite show, Terrance and Phillip.

◇ He rushes over any place to open the door for you, what a gentlemen.

◇ "You will forever hold a place in my heart, I love you so much," he comments to you before giving you a peck on your forehead. He smiles at you softly, lifting you up bridal style to sit on the couch with you to watch your favorite TV show together.

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[the-stick-of-quotes]

Post-Covid, Kyle: Wow, new kid, it’s been forever. You look really young still!

New kid, government experiment, realizing these guys really didn’t figure out that their games had actual government involvement: Mhm.

[limes-milf-heaven]

PC!Kyle x Fem!Reader Smut drabble

Here's a little drabble I wrote about Post Covid Kyle getting cock drunk on the reader's pussy >:)

Tags: Smut, AFAB reader, cock drunk Kyle, PC!Kyle, Younger reader (?)

“F-fuck, you’re so tight-“ Kyle whined as he thrusted into you, his movements becoming sloppy and erratic as he could feel himself getting close to his release.

You buried your burning face into the crook of his neck and whimpered, clawing red marks into the skin on his back. 

Your head spun as you couldn’t even remember how times you’d came, but you could feel the ever so familiar pressure building up in your core again as Kyle continued to hit that sweet spot inside of you.

“I-I’m gonna cum- please, I need it so badly, let me cum inside you-“ He stuttered, completely drunk on the overwhelming ecstasy you brought him as his hips stuttered.

[summ3rg4l]

May I request a platonic x reader for the main boys. Where they learn the reader is a girl somehow but before they were all under the belief she was a boy and that she didn’t care to much about her gender to correct them (like a Haruhi Fujioka situation)

I really didn’t know what to write so it’s pretty short tbh

“Wait wait wait! You’re telling that that this whole time we’ve been hanging out with a chick!?”

Cartman stares at you completely perplexed on how he didn’t see that you were a girl the whole time.

“Mghf Mghf Mghf?”

“Ewww Kenny…”

“I just didn’t think it was that important.” You shrugged dismissively and put your hands into your pockets.

“NOT THAT IMPORTANT!?!? How do we know that you’re not a spy that the girls sent to get more information from us!” Cartman narrows his eyes.

“That’s retarded fatass.” Kyle rolls his eyes and crosses his arms

“Yeah why would the girls send a spy?”

“I don’t really see why my gender matters.”

“Guys come here for a second.” Cartman ushers for the other three boys to follow him away from you. After a few seconds you hear Kyle yell. “We’re not killing (name) Cartman!”

“It’s the only way kahl! We have to kill her before she gives away all of our secrets!” He looks back at you “Hey (name). Nothing going on here just chatting Y’know.”

[t0rturedangel]

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 ━ ♡

POST COVID ! KYLE BROFLOVSKI X READER

A/N - I love post covid kyle sm, he's amazing. FYI this is pretty shit so uh yh

KYLE fell onto the other side of the bed, letting out a groan. It was clear that he was annoyed at the fact his old friend- Eric Cartman was his name- and his family began to stay over since they couldnt any where else.

You turned your head to face your husband, a small smile resting on your features. " Hey its okay hun, im sure it wont be too bad " You shifted your body so you'd be on your side, staring at him. Hearing him sigh he turned his head so you'd be face-to-face, his brows knitted " Y/n, you know i love you but you dont know Cartman- he was an absolute asshole when we where younger, he still is now ! "

Quietly laughing, you ran your left hand through his red locks, to which he eased up, letting you do so. He really enjoyed having you by his side, it just made things so much easy for him. " Im sure it'll be fine baby, its been years since you've seen him, im sure he's changed! " " Yeah for the worst " He groaned again before lifting himself up throwing his side of the covers over his body.

His hands quickly grabbed at our waist and pulled you closer to his body, a high pitched yelp left your lips as he did so. Even though he's done this for a good few years it still manages to shock you when he does. He held you body close to his, resting his chin on your head " Ya know, im glad that somehow i managed to find you " he pressed a kiss onto the place where his chin rested not only a second before.

" Same " You grinned against his chest, arms lazily warped around him, " Lets go to sleep now hun, its late " you could hear Kyle hum in agreement but before you could both close your eyes and fall asleep a loud noise and clapping sound could be heard from one of the other rooms. Immediately you could hear Kyle sigh angrily.

Trying to ease him again you gave him a slight squeeze but it did practically nothing as when the voices of Eric and his wife came through the door about their love for Judaism you also got quite annoyed, not to mention uncomfortable. Sensing your discomfort Kyle grumbled quickly letting go of you and getting out of bed, leaving the room.

You knew something bad was gonna happen between the 3 and you really didnt want to intervene even though it would be the best idea to do so. While you were contemplating whether you should or shouldn't go Kyle returned, clearly stressed and upset.

" They'll be gone in the morning n/n " he muttered getting back in the bed, by your side quickly wrapping his arms around you just as he did before. You hummed, brows furrowed "Kyle, let them stay, they have no where else to go " your husband shook his head " No, n/n, i dont want them in our house. They made you uncomfortable for fucks sake! " "So what? Everyone fucks their partner Kyle!" "But no one does it while yelling about their love for Abraham!" "Whatever ..."

deciding to just let it go you pressed your face into his chest, your hold on him loosening causing the man to stiffen, realizing he upset you. he awkwardly hummed, hiding his face in your hair " Ive upset you havent i? ah- shit- I- im sorry babe, i'll uh.... i'll let them stay " you could hear the annoyance in his voice when he talked about letting them staying but you were glad he was gonna let them.

"Thanks hun, i love you"

" I love you too "

[undercoveredbyme]

(POST COVID) KYLE BROFLOVSKI X READER

Summary: late-night sex? late-night sex.

Tags: Soft dom! Kyle, sub! reader, fingering, praise, begging, overstimulation, dacryphilia, finger sucking, established relationship,

"No more, no more.." you don't know how much more you can take, the licks, the bites, the teasing

"Oh but I think you can" he responded, with that tone that you know you cannot deny, you whine and plead but to no avail, its like he was driven by lust, or need, the need to make you cum until your legs are shaking and you can't even mutter out a sentence,

"Puh- please! I can't, I can't-" Fingers then entered your mouth, forcing you to suck on them with a moan, holy fuck you tasted good

"Baby I know you want out, and I'll give you exactly that, but I want you- no, NEED you to cry for me, I'm sorry but I won't stop until you do, I want that pretty little face wet with your tears, can you do that for me?" you nodded, already on the brink of sobbing, he kept those fingers in your mouth, letting you suck them for comfort, while his hand sneaks down to your pussy, a finger starts to rub circles on your clit, causing you to jolt upwards, almost causing you choke on his fingers,

"Mmh! fuck!" you let go of his fingers by accident, letting out moans of pleasure, Kyle was enjoying the sight below him, "sensitive, slow down!"

"would you rather I stick in my fingers again baby?" his question was answered almost immediately with frantic nodding, he then took his finger away from your clit to enter two fingers inside of you, sliding in and out at a rapid pace, you cried out, hands searching around the bedsheets to find a pillow to burry your flushed face in, "Oh is my baby going to cry?" take a hot guess Kyle, "Oh you are gonna cry! c'mon there is no shame to it"

you dug your face shamefully into the soft pillow, and sobs came out pitifully, you hated crying, especially in front of Kyle, but you couldn't control it, this way too much, his fingers deep inside your cunt, and the tension in the air, fuck, you couldn't hold it anymore.

" There we go, fuck you look gorgeous all messed up like that," He started "fuck I'm sorry sweetie, I know I said I'd stop but you look so damn pretty like this, just let me make you cum, then we'll be done, okay?"

More? no no please no, you can't, anymore stimulation and you'll pass out!

"Do it for me?" Oh fuck it...

Hey dudes and dudettes uhm, yeah, I'm just here I guess and uh this is for my friend, so yeah, teehee 😋 remember this is post covid yall, we don't do illegal stuff on here mkay? Mkay... BTW guys if there's uh grammar issues, you didnt see them they'll magically be gone (give me my fucking gum please)

[4raykage]

@nirami-blogin

[southparkxreader]

pairings:  post covid ! kyle broflovski, kenny mccormick, stan marsh x reader. trigger warnings : age gaps . reader is in her middle twenties , everyone else is forty nine . specific uses of she/her pronouns ,  uses of y/n + l/n ( get that interactive fic extension loaded , lads  ) .  disclaimer : i haven’t written anything like this in a long time .  only interact with this post if you are 18 or above , minors are not welcomed on my blog . small intro of a future series im going to start in a fic form , putting this out there to see if anyone is interested and to get a taste for how alive the fandom is .

stay with me ... fanfic series being kenny’s assistant.

kenny has a nasty habit of losing track - it can range from his paper work , to notes when he’s going on one of his tangents and just needing to let it all out before it fleets from mind, to as simple as forgetting what day of the week it is : forgetting dates, scheduled events, that sort of thing. he really cannot coordinate his own life if it meant saving it, he’s just got too much going on, ten fold when it comes to his work -

it was kyle’s idea, actually - listening to kenny apologize yet again for forgetting one of the days they were supposed to meet up on. he sighs, exasperated, annoyed, any rational person would be when plans kept going haywire because someone couldn’t even bother to turn up “have you thought about a personal assistant ?” leaning on his kitchen counter, watching the new snow fall as he leaned into the phone “it’ll help. if it doesn’t, i’m just going to stop making plans with you.”

is he being serious ? no, but still - he’s on thin ice.

kenny starts interviewing a week later, because it really isn’t a bad idea - he’s ashamed that he never thought of it sooner. the applications come flooding through, who wouldn’t want a front row seat to a genius like him ? the things they’d get to witness first hand, new discoveries, seeing his mind in person and with a front row seat. it was too good to be true, nobody in their right mind would pass up the opportunity to put their application through.

after about a dozen interviews, he’s just about ready to give up.

then,,,, you come in - it was like he took a shot of vodka with how you snapped him awake - his eyes trail over you for a moment, he could see straight away how nervous you were - despite how much you were trying to hide it. cheeks were clearly flushed, fidgeting with your fingers before you held out a hand towards the man, smile shaky but bright as you did your best to put on a brave face, a little tremble in your hand as anxiety shot through you didn’t go missed, either  “its a pleasure to meet you, mr mccormick, truly, it’s an honour. ” 

well, right then and there, kenny thought you were just the sweetest little thing he’s ever laid his eyes on. he had his mind made up before your hands locked together, his large palm swallowing yours so easily as he sent you a dazzling smile, if any of his friends were in the room they’d make faces, sending him an accusing glare , they know the look too well and it’s anything but innocent “it’s a pleasure meet you too, mrs. l/n. you flatter me too much, please, sit - let’s begin, it says here that you - “

he has to at least pretend to be professional.

you got the phone call later that night with confirmation that you got the job.  did you dance around your apartment, scream the minute the phone call ended ? absolutely you did. now you have a chance to actually enjoy work, to do something with your life rather than dragging yourself through it, to work along side the brightest mind of their generation.

he called kyle up the minute things were confirmed. telling him it was the best and only good idea he'll ever have again. to which he responds with a "fuck you... wait, what are you talking about ... why do you sound like that?" kyle knows, he knows kenny too well not to know.

when stan, kyle and kenny next have a meet up, it’s an annoying shocked and open surprise that kenny graced them with his presence, for having the ability to turn up on time. after a lot of shit talking, kenny finally falls into speaking about you, a little too much, stan and kyle have no choice but to want to meet you.  

when they do ... ?

oh... oh they get it . 

[vanoilette]

𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄 ..

somehow catching the eye of both kyle and stan—which formed into a bit of a competition between the two friends in order to get your attention. though you found yourself both holding deep admiration for them, as well as a smitten crush; just like they had on you. so, you had agreed to let them both court you.

and lovely it was! even if the competition still stood, they were both very different in the romantic aspect. — stan being more of a care free fun experience. he took you out to bars, where kyle brought you nice flowers, and nice romantic dinners.

[hoosurdaddy]

Post Covid Kyle smut :0 heheheheeheh he’s so pretty

Passenger princess!reader :)

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Biting your lip, you moved your hands down to Kyle's jeans, whi lifted his hips up to make it easier for you to unzip. You quickly pulled off his jeans, running your fingers over his cock. Kyle's breathing laboured, his hands gripping the stirring wheel at your teasing. You leaned down, your lips meeting the tip of his cock, and your tongue moved over the tip of his cock. Kyle grunted, buckling his hips. You moved your mouth down his cock, sliding your tongue over the slide of his cock all the way to his tip before sliding your tongue down his cock again. Kyle's hands turned red over to grip of his stirring wheel and you knew you had Kyle right in the palm of your hand.

Your hands gripped his thighs as you gently bobbed your head. Kyle moaned, accidentally jerking the car. You pulled back and began sucking and licking the side of his cock, making sure no inch of his cock was left untouched. Kyle's hand let go of the stirring wheel to grip your hair. You fastened your pace as you took his cock in your mouth once again. Kyle stroked your hair the best he could before pulling it into a ponytail.

You could tell Kyle was nearly finished and continued to suck him. "shit, shit." Kyle choked out before he came into your mouth, swallowing as much as you can before pulling way when he was done. Kyle was still breathing heavily but more relieved. He leaned over, planting a kiss onto your cheek. "Thank God I wasn't actually driving, or else I would of crashed."

"at least you would of went out with a bang."

[southparkhcsocs]

Oh no what happened idk I suddenly can't see idk

Goodnight

[princess-kennys-fanfics]

Princess Kenny's Contract

Hello! Welcome to Princess Kenny's Fanfics. I am here to deliver you South Park x Reader content! So here's my rules regarding that <3

I only write for the South Park adults (including Post COVID !!) I don't feel comfortable aging up/down the characters to younger ages like 18-19 either.

I have the ability to write fluff, angst, and smut. Yes, you heard it here folks.

Regarding that however, I don't feel comfortable writing about non-con/rape. Slight dub-con is fine but nothing beyond that. There are certain fetishes/kinks I may not be too keen on writing either, but I'm mostly open to anything!!

Please only request x reader, that is all I feel comfortable writing.

I write for fem, gender neutral, and male readers. please specify the gender of the reader and if you have any types of quirks you want to add to the reader as well.

That's all I can really think of for now. I'll add on more if I feel the need to, but for now I think this is good :p

Bye bye!~

-Princess Kenny

[princessconsuela120]

Chapter fifteen: Keep the Wolves Away —✧

Series masterlist

Chapter Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, mentions of suicide attempt, heavy stuff guys tread lightly

Authors note: I’m not gonna lie this chapters kinda heavy. Enjoy guys, we’re almost at the end!

—✧

It was a lot more peaceful in the mountains at nighttime. You’d hear the occasional howl from the wolves, or the sound of running water from the river just a few yards from the cabin. But Kenny realized that the peacefulness was very soothing, like a breath of fresh air from the normally loud nature of our friend group. Not that he didn’t love our friend group, he did. He just appreciated the silence a little bit more because of it.

Kenny had wondered off late at night, or morning you could say, to go and smoke out by the bridge above the river. He wanted to be surrounded by the quiet. Instead he was met with a sight that was anything but peaceful.

“Hey! Hey! What are you doing out there!” He yelled, noticing the silohoure of a figure standing by the edge of the bridge.

“Kenny?” The voice called. Kenny rubbed his eyes, trying to determine wether he actually saw who stood infront of him or if his weed may have been laced.

“Cartman? What the fuck dude?” Kenny called out, coming closer to Cartman who stepped back at the sight of Kenny.

“Kenny go back to the cabin.” He said softly, holding his hands out in a calm manner. Kenny shook his head, his expression getting angrier and less patient.

“No, what the hell are you doing at the edge of a bridge at, 3 fucking am?!” He yelled, and Cartman shook his head, sighing.

“It’s nothing Kenny, just go back to the cabin.”

“I’m not going back.” Kenny said, crossing his arms angrily.

“Really Kenny I just..” Cartman said, stepping back slowly.

“Get away from the edge Cartman!” Kenny shouted, as Cartman’s leg slipped back. “Fuck!” Kenny shouted, running over to where he was. Eric’s hand was stuck in the fence on the bridge's edge. Kenny grabbed his arm, grunting as he attempted to pull him back up.

“Jesus, why are you so goddamn heavy!” Kenny shouted, tears now streaming down Eric’s face as he hung off the edge.

“Just let me go Kenny!” Eric shouted, making Kenny feel his heart drop.

“Stop saying that Eric, it’s not funny!” Kenny shouted back, finally pulling Cartman far enough up to keep him safe. However, in the heat of the moment, the momentum from Cartman being brought up knocked Kenny over the edge.

“Kenny!” Cartman shouted, running to the edge to see Kenny at the bottom. He struggled to pull out his phone while climbing down the side, meeting where Kenny had fallen at the bottom. He grabbed him, pulling him out onto a patch of grass as he dialed a number in the phone. “Holy shit, oh my god. Oh fuck.”

—✧

“What do you want fatass?” Kyle asked, pulling out his phone to answer Cartman’s 8th call. He was extremely annoyed with the boys constant calls, in fear it would wake up Juno who had finally just gotten to sleep after a long night of vomiting and discomfort.

“Kyle please..” Eric sobbed, causing Kyle to sit up once noticing the urgency.

“Why are you crying?” He asked, Cartman trying to contain himself on the other end.

“Please, I’d never ask you for anything but this again.” Cartman cried. Kyle got out of bed carefully, sending me one last glance before walking out into the hall.

“Cartman what’s wrong?” He asked, his voice much more kind then when he had answered.

“It’s Kenny he, oh god, he’s still breathing just, I don’t know if he’s conscious.” He rambled, unable to catch his breath from how panicked he was.

“Cartman it’s 4 in the morning, what are you two doing?” Kyle asked, whispering to not wake anyone else up.

“Please just come here now, and call ambulance please!” Cartman yelled, hanging up the phone before sending Kyle his location.

Kyle wasn’t even entirely sure what was wrong, but the thought of Kenny being unconscious made his chest feel heavy. He threw in the first pair of slippers he found, hoping Tweek wouldn’t freak out once seeing his slippers where gone, and ran to the car. It was only a bit away from the cabin, but Kyle was to panicked to think.

“What the hell?” Kyle yelled, getting out of the car to see Cartman holding onto Kenny below the bridge. He struggled to get down over the side, running to Kenny’s side when he got there.

“Kyle, please!” Cartman shouted, making Kyle gesture urgently.

“I called the ambulance, they’re in their way. What happened?”

“I was out on the bridge and then, I slipped and he caught me but he fell..he’s been slipping in and out ever since.” Cartman explained, causing Kyle to sigh as he pulled Kenny into his lap.

“Fuck… Kenny can you hear me?” Kyle called, shaking him slightly.

“Kyle?”

Kyle flinched when he looked down, seeing the cuts and bruises scattered over Kenny’s body.

“Yeah Ken it’s me, can you breathe okay?” Kyle asked, but Kenny didn’t answer. He shook his head, tears falling down his cheeks.

“Please, please I don’t wanna die for real this time.” Kenny sobbed, making Kyle’s heart ache at his broken voice.

“It’s okay Kenny, you’re not gonna die..”

“I won’t wake up this time, it won’t go back to normal this time please, I’m afraid.” Kenny continued to plead, looking down at his body with fear.

“It’s okay Ken. You’re talking crazy just try to breathe.” Kyle reassured.

“I’m so scared, it hurts, I don’t want to die.” Tears were now streaming down Kenny’s face violently, as ambulance sirens could be heard in the distance.

“You hear that? That’s the sirens. You’re gonna be okay.” Kyle reassured, sending Cartman to go and wave the ambulance down.

“I’m scaredd…I..” Kenny’s eyes began to shut, open again, then shut once again. Kyle could feel tears in his eyes.

“Kenny? No, no no Kenny c’mon keep your eyes open. Come onn…no! Listen to my voice.” Kyle yelled, shaking Kenny aggressively to get him to wake up.

“They’re down here!” One of the officers called, bringing a group of men who came down and lifted Kenny up and into the stretcher.

“Please, my friends he..”

“Your friend is in good hands.” The officer annoucned.

“We need a extra hands pronto!”

“Are you alright sir are you injured?” They asked Kyle, who shakes his head in response, looking at his now bloodied pajamas.

“I’m fine, the blood isn’t mine.”

“We better take this one, his blood pressure scarily low and it seems he’s dislocated an arm.” They said, turning to Eric who shook his head.

“I’m fine.” He replied snappily, making Kyle sigh.

“Cartman don’t fight with the paramedics please, it’s not the time.” He lectured, which made Eric nod.

“Okay.”

“I’ll call your mom Cartman..”

“No! No, it’s fine, I’m fine, she doesn’t need to be worried. God knows how much trouble I be in, chicks and I right?” Eric yelled, making Kyle furrow his eyebrows confused as they all made their way to the ambulance.

“Okay..hey, wait! I want to come too.” Kyle said, moving in to where they had brought Kenny.

“Are you family?”

Kyle nodded, rubbing his forehead with frustration.

“Yeah..yeah we’re family.”

—✧

I had quickly made my way to the hospital once Kyle had called, we had to wait until the next morning but we went nonetheless. We both stopped in Cartman’s room forst to check up on him, and now it was my turn to split and check up on Kenny.

“I’m gonna go see Kenny.” I said, kissing Kyle’s cheek as I pulled away from his grasp.

“Okay love, be careful. You know the doctor said no more stress because you could…” He said sternly, making me roll my eyes as I called back, walking to the door.

“I know, I know.” I mumbled, making myself chuckle playfully.

“I love you!” He called out, making me blow him a kiss.

“I love you too!” I yelled back, before leaving and closing the door. Kyle sighed, turning to smile slightly at Eric.

“Hey.” Kyle said quietly, making Eric smile at him.

“So with Juno, everything okay with..” Eric tried to stall, hoping he could ignore the dreaded lecture from Kyle, but the angry look on his face said otherwise.

“Cut the crap Cartman.” Kyle hissed, making Eric look down was he pressed his lips together.

“Yeah. Yeah okay.” Eric mumbled, trying his hardest to avoid Kyle’s eye contact.

“You know that was a really, awful thing you did.” Kyle said angrily, gritting his teeth as he glared at Eric.

“I know.”

“Kenny could’ve died!” He shouted, not letting Eric keep talking. The room was dead silent, the only noise being the ticking of the fan from above the bed.

“He wasn’t supposed to be there.” Eric said quietly, still not looking up at Kyle, who had let his hands fall to his sides, showing just how angry he was.

“Well thank fucking God he was huh? You could’ve died!” Kyle shouted again, and Eric sighed.

“I know.”

“What the hell would have possessed you to get that close to the edge of the bridge?” Kyle snapped, making Eric sigh, finally looking up at the flaming angry expression left on his face.

“Look, it’s really not something I need to get into okay? Kenny’s fine, I’m fine, we’re all fine.”

“I don’t know what kind of sick joke you were trying to play there Cartman! Kenny’s in the hospital, he’s in a lot of pain. He almost died, and you seem like you couldn’t care at all that it’s your fault!” Kyle continued to yell, making Eric get angry now.

“I know it’s my fault goddamn it!” Eric yelled, causing Kyle to recoil slightly, shocked Eric would get so angry. “Kenny shouldn’t even have been there! I should’ve just gone over the edge like I was supposed to but the bastard had to save me!” Eric yelled, now making Kyle go quiet.

“What?”

He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say. What do you say when your friend tells you something like that?

“I don’t think I have to explain further exactly what I was doing at that bridge.” Eric said, quieter this time.

It was quiet again. Kyle stared holes into the side of Eric’s face as he looked up at the ceiling. A few tears left Eric’s cheeks. It was true that Kyle and Eric had the worst rivalry in all of South Park. They hated each other. So much so that they had to be split up in classes to prevent further outbursts. But Kyle didn’t actually hate Eric, and Eric didn’t actually hate Kyle. He didn’t know why he was admitting this to Kyle, maybe it was because he was so mad it just came out. Or maybe, after all the fighting they had, Eric realized that Kyle and him had been through the most bullshit since he was alive. Maybe he knew Kyle would understand. Or maybe he just needed to tell someone, and hoped Kyle hated him enough to let it be. Kyle wasn’t sure why either, but he did know one thing. Eric Cartman would not kill himself, Kyle wasn’t gonna let that happen.

“This is serious dude, you have to tell somebody.” Kyle said softly, his enter demeanor changing.

“I just told you, didn't I?” Eric said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. Kyle sighed instead, choosing to ignore the sarcasm dripping off Eric’s tongue.

“Yeah but, I mean someone who can help. Does your mom know?”

“No. And she doesn’t need to know. She’s going through enough right now.” Eric said, shaking his head as he clutched his forehead with frustration.

“Dude, I know we get at each other's throats a lot but you know I’m always here for you.”

“Yeah, yeah I know.”

“Hey, I’m right here talking to you now, right? No yelling. Just talking.” Kyle said, smiling kindly at Eric, who smiled back.

“Yeah, talking. It’s nice.” Eric said as he nodded. Kyle sighed, shaking his head as he frowned.

“I don’t want you to die Cartman, you’re my friend.” Kyle couldn’t help but get choked up at the thought.

“I thought you hated me.” Eric said with a chuckle, making Kyle scoff.

“I never hated you, I hated the things you said. That doesn’t mean I want you to die. And I sure as hell know Juno doesn’t.” Kyle said. The mention of her name made Eric smile.

“Kyle?”

“Yeah Cartman?”

“My mom has cancer.” Eric said, so quiet he had hoped no one could hear him. But Kyle did, Eric could tell he did by the way his eyes softened. “And, well, they don’t think she’s gonna survive. And if she doesn’t, I don’t know if I will either.”

—✧

I’m not sure when it was that Kenny and I became, Kenny and Juno. It was some time around kindergarten, when I offered him some of my lunch on our second day. Ever since he had cling to me, and I to him. We partnered together for everything, so much so even Stan started to get jealous. Something to do with our friendship, something which had sealed us in time forever, must have been when we were in 4th grade. Kenny and his family had been put into foster care after their parents had been taken. It was around the time that Kenny and I first started discovering his unkillable quality. See, growing up, I was the only person who remembered Kenny dying. Every single death. For some reason, knowing that much about a person seals your friendship forever.

“Jesus…what are you still doing here June?” Kenny asked, sitting up slightly in his spot, waking me up from where I had been napping leant against his hospital bed.

“Huh?” I mummbled, rubbing the tiredness out of my eyes as I sat up.

“Its fucking, 3 in the morning how have they not kicked you out yet?” He asked, making me smirk proudly.

“What, you’re not happy to see me?” I teased, wiggling my eyebrows as he furrowed his eyebrows at me.

“Do I even wanna know how you managed to stay?”

“Probably not.” He chuckled x before sighing as he gestured to me disappointedly.

“You should be at home Juno, you’re pregnant and on bed rest. This stress isn’t good for you.” Kenny said, resting a weak hand on my stomach. He smiled slightly when feeling the baby place a kick against his hand.

“Well I would be even more stressed at home and not next to you.” I said, smiling as I grabbed his hand. He smiled back, it was a weak smile but a smile nonetheless. “Besides, you’re not allowed to die before you're the godfather to my child. They’re gonna need an uncle Kenny if they’re gonna survive. I’m gonna need an uncle Kenny.” He sighed, shaking his head.

“Come on, you know I’d probably be back. I mean how much do we really trust that Katullo actually rid me of my power.” He teased, making me shake my head, my facial expression quickly dropping at the memory of the god.

“That doesn’t settle knowing you’ll be in pain. Just you wait til I give birth to this thing, you’ll be the one remembering my pain, see how I feel.” I remarked, making him chuckle.

“I don’t think that’s a very legitimate threat.”

“Totally is…they said you can come home tomorrow.”

“Sweet.” He cheered, fist bumping me.

“You managed to break your arm, fracture your shoulder and sprain an ankle. The rest of your injuries are a few bruises and some rough cuts that will heal soon enough. Got that sick new scar across the bridge of your nose though.” I explained, tracing his new scar carefully with my fingers. He nodded his head, looking at his reflection proudly.

“Cool.”

“Don’t worry though, you get to be my practice dummy for feeding this thing.” I teased, pointing to my bump, referring to the fact that I would be spoon feeding him until his arms healed.

“Ew, Juno I love you and all but I don’t know how Kyle would feel about me sucking your boobs.” He teased, earning a light shove from me as he laughed loudly.

“Not that you pervert! I mean I can help hand feed you til your arm heals.”

“How lovely.” He mumbled, rolling his eyes.

“I talked to your parents about it, they’re gonna let me stay with you for a week or two to help you get back on your feet.” I explained, making Kenny shake his head defiantly.

“Juno you can’t do that.” He said, making me shake my head, letting Kenny know it’s no trouble for me to help him.

“No, it’s okay really. Kyle’s okay with it, and the doctor said I need to move around a bit more anyway. Besides, I’m bringing food from home so I can cook for you and your family.”

I could hear him sigh at the thought. I had known food and money was always rough for Kenny and his family. Anytime I would stay over I would always bring something along with me to help support them. Kenny always detested, but appreciated my care for his family nonetheless.

“What if you go into early labor at my house?” He joked, making me scoff.

“Would you chill? You’re my best friend Kenny, I’m not about to not take care of you. Besides, Karen said she’ll let me sleep in her room, so I can have sleepovers with my best girlfriend.” I said happily, smiling back at Kenny at the mention of his sister. He smiled, grabbing my hand and squeezing it as much as he could with his weak arms.

“You know, you’re gonna be a great mom Juno.” He said kindly, making me rub my thumb gently against the back of his hand.

“Thanks Ken, that means a lot.”

“Where would I be without you?” He asked, making me shrug.

“Dead probably.”

“Yup, again and again and again..” he teased, making me push him as he chuckled loudly at my aggrivation. It was true, there was something to be said between a pregnant teen and her Kenny. It’s a funny thing really, the concept of soulmates. You always think of them as someone you’re meant to love romantically for the rest of your life in every universe. But I know for a fact that Kenny McCormick is my soulmate. And it may not be romantically, but I would love him forever.

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i need more post covid kyle ‼️🤭

╭ . . . Next to be wed ੭

• ➛ post covid ! Kyle Broflovski x reader ╰ warnings :: swearing, all mistakes are unintentional

Weddings were something a lot of people stressed out about- actually, you thinks its all people, i mean a wedding is one of the BIGGEST days of someone's life! And it's something you'd like to experience one day.

But right now you cant focus on your own future, you had to worry about your best friend who was currently trying not to cry, you were by her side comforting her as much as you could " Hey, Lily, its okay! We've spent the last months planning this, everything is going to be perfect " the girl sniffed, looking at you trying to blink her tears away so she wouldn't ruin her make up " Its no-not that ! Its just that im so so happy ! "

You deadpanned, kinda finding it silly that she was crying over how happy she is surely you cant be that happy, right? whatever you need to keep these thoughts for later times. Sighing, you hugged her, patting her back " I know, but come on girl! You gotta cry for later, save your tears you need to go get married ! " You let go off her, nodding, a grin on both her face and yours. Standing up, you held her hand and lead her out " You got this girl, we're all rooting for you and your husband-to-be ".

After leading Lily out of the room she met her father who gave you a nod silently thanking you for calming down his daughter, he began to walk her down the isle letting you go off to the other brides maids, looking over across to see your red headed boyfriend, KYLE , who seemed tired and done with the husband, it seemed to you that it wasn't just the bride who got overemotional. You smiled, suppressing a laugh when his eyes met yours, he blushed out of embarrassment then tilted his head to the happy couple who were now saying their vows clearly wanting your attention off of him. You obliged, turning your head, silently celebrating for your friends fortune.

" Lily Iversut do you take Ethan Sither as your husband ? " You friend nodded " I do ! " the priest turned to Ethan " and do you Ethan Sither take Lily Iversut as you wife ? " " I do " " Then you may kiss the bride " and with that the two held each other, lips pressing to the other's. Clapping arose from the people behind them, along side comments congratulating them and ews from the younger children and just after the kiss Lily turned, her back facing everyone, laughing before a bouquet was thrown, chaos starting as all the brides maids and quite frankly all the women at the wedding rushed for the flowers, some pushing and shoving clearly desperate.

Unfortunately for all of them, your hands caught the flowers first all the women around you letting out groans of disappointment and you let out a laugh of victory, hell yeah! You caught the flowers. Mid way through your victory though Lily rushed over, giving you a tight squeeze " You caught the bouquet [ Name ] ! Do you know what that means ?? " You paused, now confused, catching the flowers means something? " No. " " You fucking dumbass [ Name ]- It means you're going to get married next ! " Lily punched you, trying to knock some sense into you- and she did, she so defiantly did

" Me? Married? Next? " you asked, your mind jumbled at the thought of you and Kyle getting married, now it was your turn to become a blushing mess, I mean you've thought about it multiple times and you've actually adored the idea but I mean, would you catching some flowers really make it happen? It kinda sounded stupid " Yes bitch! " Lily laughed, elbowing you before noticing the red head approaching, " Well looks like your future husband coming, I'll leave you to alone ! " She left, giggling away as she returned to her lover, probably chatting about the upcoming party.

" Hey Babe " you greeted, giving him a wobbly smile which he returned but not wobbly. Pressing a kiss to your lips he eyes the flowers " So, you caught them? " " what does it look like ... " Kyle laughed, pulling you close to him, kissing the top of your head " You know what that means " " Yeah, now I do- " "- means that we'll get married next, neat right baby? " " Very " you laughed and in that moment it just seemed like it was just the two of you in that room, holding each other, talking, it was nice but of course the moment was ruined by a guy screaming a ' Who wants booze !!!! '

It was a nice wedding, and it was nice that there was a chance that Kyle will propose to you.

IT was months after the wedding and everyone's lives went back to normal, you eventually forgot about the bouquet you caught and what it meant, continuing your life with Kyle. It was a normal south park day, that is a cold day with the suns ray doing fuck all to warm the town and you and your boyfriend were on a date, it wasn't too fancy just some random Italian restaurant that happened to have a history of having some mafia people in there but since then its gained people's trust n stuff back.

" I'm glad we're on a date babe, it's been a good minute since we had one " you laughed, holding his hand, he laughed along bringing your hand close to his mouth, pressing a kiss to your knuckles " Yeah, i agree hun " he smiled, before getting up " Hey [ Name ], i have a question for you " his smile turned sheepish as he let go of your hand, reaching for something in his pocket. As he pulled out a little black box he knelt down and immediately you connected the dots, a small gasp leaving you lips before Kyle could even ask his fucking question " [ Name ], will you make my life complete and marry me ? " he bit his inner cheek, patiently waiting for your answer and well he didn't really need to wait that long

" YES ! " you cried out " yesyesyesyesyes ! " both you and Kyle stood, your arms wrapping around him, both of you laughing quietly not wanting to draw even more attention to yourselves though you two were in such a joyful moment that you didn't even care. Kyle pressed a kiss to your lips and put the ring on you finger " I'm so glad honey, I'm so glad you said yes " he pressed you closer to him, enjoying the moment.

Maybe thinking that it was idiotic that catching some flowers would make you get married next wasn't so stupid after all.