#someone hug Stan marsh

[crab-people-overlord]

The Parallel Between the South Park Episode’s Kenny Dies and the Book of Mormon Musical’s Song ‘Turn it Off’ - TW: grief and death

tw for death and the loss of loved ones (and also kinda for religious trauma? idk, my apologies. this got much darker than I intended lmfao)

As a kid who both grew up Mormon who served a mission AND as a lover of South Park… I find the BoM musical so fascinating. Unfortunately, I’ve never been able to see the play (though I have plans to one day), but am more than familiar with the soundtrack! Trust that I’ve got it all memorized.

I love all the SP songs M&T come up with, so obviously the BoM soundtrack is no exception. If you’re a SP fan who hasn’t looked into it, I highly recommend it - it’s VERY reminiscent of SP humor with clearly lots of thought and input from M&T, and the songs they have on the SP show. And vice versa, if you’re a BOM musical lover who doesn’t know much about South Park - I can’t recommend enough you check out the show. It has the same level of satire and an almost endless amount of satirical songs.

From what I’ve heard of the BoM soundtrack, it clearly has Matt and Trey written ALL OVER it lol. It’s clear they have close ties to the Mormon community, which makes sense given their location in Colorado growing up. And one of my favorite songs (along with Spooky Mormon Hell Dream of COURSE lol) is ‘Turn it Off’.

Imo, the two (the SP episode and BoM song) clearly have an intentional parallel, particularly when it comes to religious manipulation for what is the ‘correct’ way to grieve the loss of a loved one ‘should be’.

In ‘Kenny Dies’, you have Kenny actually dying for real and for good. Stan in the episode has a very hard time with it in juxtaposition to his friend Kyle, who has a more healthy psychological outlook of grieving and death even as just a kid. This isn’t to say there’s a more objectively good outlook to grieving or that Kyle had an easier time - anyone who has lost a close one too soon knows that there’s genuinely no fair and good way to grieve the loss of a close one. Which is exactly what this episode is trying to portray - that while Kyle’s more healthy way of letting loose his emotional grievances initially can seem like the more emotionally secure way to deal with things and probably is, that doesn’t mean that life makes it possible to do so.

Stan gets very avoidant in this episode, just as he does in many others. He is confused as to how a seemingly all-knowing and caring God would take away someone he loves so much and views as so wholesome and perfect. And his feelings are more than fair and relatable here. This causes Stan to avoid one of his best friends who really wants and needs him at the time as poor Kenny really needs him there at his side as one of his closest and most treasured friends, and it’s not fair to him that Stan avoids him. This hurts SO BAD and is one of the extremely rare times a show makes me tear up, because I think a lot of us who have lost someone so amazing and close can really relate to this feeling of not knowing how to be there when you’re so hurting indescribably bad yourself to the point you feel like you genuinely don’t know how to be there for your loved ones because you’re too fucked up.

In the SP episode, you have Kenny’s literal last words be, “Where is Stan?”

In the Book of Mormon Musical ‘Turn it Off’ song, you have the Elder Thomas’ sister with cancer’s last words be, ‘Where is my brother?” (him singing about himself being said-brother. But his reminiscing in this song VERY MUCH has to deal with Stan’s own feelings in ‘Kenny Dies’.) These two lines can’t be coincidence and show something personal in Trey and Matt’s personal life experiences.

I get that obviously M&T try to bring dark humor to both these parallels, but for me, while I can still find it funny - I get an overwhelming sense that it’s one of the rare times they are also trying to actually be deep here. In the ‘Kenny Dies’ episode, you have that conversation between Stan and Chef where Stan asks, “Why would God let Kenny die, Chef? Why? Kenny’s my… f-friend. Why can’t God take someone else’s f-friend?”

And this is a more than fair and realistic question for Stan to ask at 8 years old. Jesus, in my early 20’s, I’ve asked the same fucking question and it’s one of the fucking reasons I left the Mormon church in the first place. Chef responds by saying, “Stan… sometimes God takes those closest to us, because it makes him feel better about himself. He is a very vengeful God, Stan. He's all pissed off about something we did thousands of years ago. He just can't get over it, so he doesn't care who he takes. Children, puppies, it don't matter to him, so long as it makes us sad. Do you understand?”

This is clearly written by Trey who had lost someone he loved so very much pretty recently. And it fucking hurts every time to hear that line.

Stan responds, “But then, why does God give us anything to start with?”

To which Chef says, “Well, look at it this way: if you want to make a baby cry, first you give it a lollipop. Then you take it away. If you never give it a lollipop to begin with, then it would have nothin' to cry about. That's like God, who gives us life and love and help just so that he can tear it all away and make us cry, so he can drink the sweet milk of our tears. You see, it's our tears, Stan, that give God his great power.”

I think this is the turning point at which Stan becomes a bit more nihilistic and nonchalant about life. But it also doesn’t make that moment where he actually makes the extremely difficult effort to show up for Kenny even more devastating to learn that Kenny had already passed by that point.

Anyways, I honestly don’t know the point I was trying to make here lmfao. Because I don’t think there ever is a point to make about when you lose someone who should have never been lost, other than how you feel is fucking valid— and anyone who says otherwise likely has never had the displeasure of losing someone who a just God would never take in the first place.

And for what it’s worth… if there’s anything I’ve learned from losing loved ones far too fucking prematurely, whether that comes to the stupid fucking healthcare system not taking 21-year-olds seriously when you say they're having a stroke so they literally fucking die because it’s not taken seriously in time (sadly a true and personal story of my brother. I may make occasional dark jokes about this because I only know how to cope w dark jokes so if I ever do please laugh so I don’t cry lmfao) or your best friend killing themselves at age 20 (also sadly a real story), or anywhere in-between… just know that how you process that grief is FAIR and real and there’s no actual REAL moral way of grieving, and any one who says otherwise is SO MORALLY UP THEIR ASSES (not talking about Kyle here btw; I know Kyle suffers just as much in this episode. talking about people in real life who try to pressure to to get over grief a particular way.) You don’t have to be a ‘healthy’ griever like Kyle. It’s okay to be a selfish and angry and non-understanding one like Stan or Chef or Elder Thomas (and by extension, Trey) in The Book of Mormon with his sister.

And if something like “Where was Stan?” or “Where is my brother?” haunts you? Just know that you’re not alone.

Either way- please hug your loved ones closely for me today, even if you’re not much of a hugger like I’m not. I’m really struggling with the loss of a few close ones today (probably in an unhealthy way but can now understand that’s okay though I so wish I’d hugged those folks more), and I hope none of you take your loved ones for granted 💔

P.S. You know what makes this funnier? The Mormon church taught me to "turn off" my bisexual thoughts (word for word lmao; m&t clearly did their research with terminology lmao), and then life taught me you can't actually “turn off” grief or your own sexual attractions lmao. Plot twist: both those lessons of just ‘turning it off’ were bullshit! Turns out feelings are like Kenny – they keep coming back no matter how many times you try to kill them. And I love Kenny and am glad he always comes back… so maybe it’s time to accept that hard feelings can also be healthy to just feel.

So here's to feeling things, even when they suck. Here's to Stan's awkward avoidance, to Kyle's ‘healthier’ grieving (fucking show-off (said lovingly)- I love kyle and look up to him sm tbh), to Chef's cynical theology he teaches to Stan , and to every single one of us who's ever been haunted by a "where were you?"

[nwjn-z]

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 - 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝟒

warning(s): none

authors note: i was feeling really down about myself so i made these (so i did project on the first one lol), let me know if these cheered you up!

⭑ small chest - kyle broflovski

He honestly doesn’t understand why you are insecure about your chest. He just doesn’t get it bc he’s always thought your chest was cute. He always encourages you to wear low cut tops, body hugging dresses, or whatever it is you are insecure about wearing bc of your chest. Loves seeing the shy look on your face when he tells you that you look pretty when you wear something that reveals your chest a little more. Kyle reminds you all the time how much he loves your body and so should you.

⭑ hip dips - stan marsh

He is so obsessed with your hips. Loves just staring at you when you wear something tight fitting, he just can’t take his eyes off you. He panicked when you told him that his staring made it seem like he was judging you. He literally felt a pain in his chest when you thought he was judging you. Reassures you all the time that he loves your hips by hugging you from behind and rubbing his calloused hands over them.

⭑ scars/stretch marks - kenny mccormick

He also has lots of scars and even a couple stretches marks and he doesn’t see anything wrong with them. He loves tracing and caressing the stretch marks you have (especially if you have some on your chest), and giving all the cuts and scrapes you have kisses. Kenny isn’t a man of many words so he likes physically showing how much he loves all aspects of you.

⭑ being chubby - eric cartman

I know, i know this one sounds cliche BUT hear me out. He’s never viewed your weight as a bad thing if anything he prefers you to be chubby. he likes having someone he can be a foodie with. like most things, he would never admit how much he loves your plush figure but he will physically tell you by laying his head down on your thighs and kneading the softness of your tummy and thighs when you cuddle.

[jewbeloved]

stan,kenny and wendy with a ghost s/o? like s/o died in south park (cause,i mean cmon,if you dont have plot armour are you really gonna survive?) and they just kinda haunt sp.they also have similar abilities to damien (flight,telekinesis,teleportation,ect),maybe they even have a human/physical form like him too 😃?

Stan, Kenny, and Wendy with a ghost s/o💙🧡🩷

warnings: Plasmophobia (If you have it)

Gender: Neutral

💙 Stan Marsh ⚽

Blud thought he was hearing things because someone kept calling his name and he didn't know where it was coming from.

Stan began to get irritated and demanded whoever was calling his name multiple times to show themselves.

You just now realized that you were invisible to Stan and he obviously cannot see you. So you make yourself visible while making the place around you cold asf.

The gif above is Stan's brief reaction before he jumps back in complete shock.

It took him a while to realize it was you but in the form of a ghost.....

Stan wasn't really close to you at all when you first came to south park. Probably because he didn't even notice you were there.

He did hear about one of the students dying on the news but he didn't think it was you.

But since you're a ghost that death that occurred confirms it was you after all. He feels guilty that he never spoken to you, not even once before you died.

You both started to have a lot of conversations with each other after your first meeting. Stan obviously snuck out during lunch or free time to go talk to you behind the school.

Stan always talked about you to Kyle though. Kyle thought he had a screw loose since Kyle can't even see you.

You like to tease Stan with your powers and scare him a lot. I'd like to think Stan always puffs his cheeks whenever he's angry and you find that cute :)

If physical contact was possible he would be so happy. If you allow him to be able to touch💙💙💙💙

🧡 Kenny Mccormick 🍄

You both already know about each other.

You always remembered the times Kenny has died and comforted him after he regenerates the next day.

But when he heard that you died he was so sad that he couldn't stop crying because you weren't immortal like him so you couldn't come back to life.

That all changed when he started shivering because his room got cold all of a sudden and this woke him up out of his sleep.

He thought that he accidentally left the window open so got up to go look, only for him to find out that it was never opened.

He then felt a soft tap on his shoulder and turned around immediately while flinching.

"Oh for heavens sake Kenny, It's just me (Name)...".

....................

.........................................................

Wait what?

A ghost?

You?

I guess he shouldn't be surprised just by seeing that. He was so happy and relieved to hear that it was just you.

You really came back to see him...well in a ghostly form anyway because you're dead.... Kenny's happy nonetheless!

You both can go back to interacting with each other again! But he's still a bit sad that he isn't able to feel your heartbeat anymore whenever he hugs you. Please cheer him up.

Since Kenny is immortal, you both can literally spend the rest of your lives together forever now that you're here <33333🧡🧡🧡🧡

🩷 Wendy Testaburger 💮

Like Kenny, you and her have known each other ever since you moved to south park.....or whatever you did in order to get there.

She one day saw that you weren't home at all and she panicked thinking you went missing.

It wasn't until your parents told her that you recently had died (Or if she finds out on her own if you don't have any parents).

You and her had a close bonding relationship and she was devastated to hear the news.

She will wear anything you had left behind before you died (hats, scarfs, etc.)

When she was cleaning out her locker for her next class. She saw a bunch of students running away from the janitor's closet, screaming about how the closet is haunted or something.

Wendy brushed it off as them being weird until Bebe told her that she saw a ghost in the closet. Wendy signed and went to check it out for herself since she trusts Bebe.

She opened the closet door and saw nothing inside.

She was about to go and confront Bebe for lying to her until she saw a ghostly figure that looked exactly like her.

She screamed until you shifted back into your normal self and reassured her that it was just only you.

She couldn't believe it, she always thought ghosts weren't real...how is it possible for someone to be able to see ghosts????

She's going through the five stages of grief right now that she can't even mutter another word out. Eventually she can't escape reality in the end.

She doesn't know exactly what to do now that she is seeing you again as a ghost?? But those tears streaming down her cheeks told you everything you needed to know about how she feels.

You noticed that she was wearing your stuff (If you had any) while you were hugging her.

You kept hugging and comforting her until she stopped crying. Telling her that you would never leave her even in death. 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

[eddi3spaghetti]

Losers club and bowers gang headcanons

has a bit of agere

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Bill denbrough

-a tiny bit nearsighted

-has mild motor tics

-punched a hole in a wall

-got tricked into playing Doki doki literature club and had nightmares

-picks mushrooms but doesnt eat them

-over-prepared

-still draws stick figures

-has had to stop richie from snorting smarties

-hates being alone

-starts decorating for Christmas on November 1st

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Georgie denbrough

-he has eaten crayons and will do it again

-he eats the fudge out of those fudge stripe cookies

-he'a really smart but also kinda stupid

-can do a handstand

-would naruto run in area 51

-he thinks mint chip tastes like toothpaste

-he can't spell Tuesday

-can speak little bit of spanish

-finds brainrot annoying

-bites his nails

-gives people pretty rocks or throws them at people if he hates them

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Mike hanlon

-he likes green tea

-he's a cat person

-cringes at their old pictures

-when he was 3, he drank paint (dont worry he's ok)

-he reads spy x family

-tried to cuss on roblox

-fried food makes him nauseous

-can play a lot of instruments

-likes to draw

-his favorite color is navy blue

-uses 3-in-1 soap

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Ben hanscom

-he's allergic to pistachios

-can write stories quite well

-sings in the shower

-once cried bc someone complimented him

-can run really fast

-has stuffed animals on his bed

-stole mouthwash when he was 5 and still feels bad

-salad fingers traumatized him

-he gives the best hugs

-watches bluey

-scared of kirby

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Beverly marsh

-a demi-girl

-her favorite subject is english

-she likes mandela catalogue

-holds grudges for a long time

-danganronpa fan (she thinks maki is the best character)

-cant spell restaurant

-they sometimes sleeps over with ben

-she like ashnikko

-could kill you in an instant if deserved

-weirdcore fan

-has hello kitty socks and takes one sock full of pennies

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Richie tozier

-watches men's gymnastics

-gets road rage

-tricked bill into playing doki doki literature club

-he set a desk on fire and got away with it

-bullies kids on roblox

-he will go crazy if the time is 12:34 or 4:20

-microwave noodles are his fav

-knows hapkido

-played a cupcakke remix in a school party and got kicked out

-likes the color red

-wonders what would happen if birds had four legs

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Stan uris

-falls for deez nuts jokes every single time

-rides lawn mowers

-has weighted stuffed animals

-he almost died from drinking too much coffee

-cant drive for shit

-unintentionally offends people

-when he was little, he though spaghetti was a plant

-he once stuck gum on someone's purse and felt bad

-the word squeaky makes him laugh

-organized phone

-ruins santa for kids except georgie

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Eddie kaspbrak

-has a sweater he stole got from richie

-has chronic nightmares

-horrible liar

-he always has hand sanitizer on him

-sucks at tongue twisters

-age regressor (2-6)

-likes maretu

-has a secret hatred for his mom

-he's a therian in denial

-loves the smell of grass

★・★・★・★・★・★・★・★・★・★

Henry bowers

-him and his mom used to hang out in the rain

-touch starved

-doesnt own a pair of matching socks

-made DIY brass knuckles

-has internalized homophobia

-he once got hugged and had a breakdown

-age regressor (0-4)

-punched someone for looking like his dad

-could probably kill someone if he wanted

-knows how to get away with murder

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Belch huggins

-scared of wasps

-has a mary sue oc and gets mad when its pointed out

-has been suspended more than once

-his search history is concerning

-he finds otters cute

-calls missing child posters and says "finders keepers"

-has middle school boy humor

-once screamed like an anime girl over being jumpscared

-he's banned in new york

-listens to gwen stefani

-eggs houses in the winter

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Victor criss

-he's trans masc and literally nobody knows

-likes board games (but he's a sore loser so no one plays with him)

-has a diary that he writes with a glittery pen

-canceled on twitter

-can't handle 1 gran of spice

-he got a binder for christmas and was so happy

-has a pet cat named whisker

-doesnt understand how glow in the dark things work

-the song candle queen by ghost and pals makes him think of patrick

-has a pet rock he named "dingus"

-internalized homophobia

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Patrick hockstetter

-banned in multiple places

-a sociopath

-hates on everything

-for some reason he finds beating up people funny

-has been to a psych ward more than once

-bullies kids on roblox

-he's the gay cousin

-he used to bite people

-really good with weapons

-got compared to the onceler and got so pissed

-has an insane pain tolerance

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Candle queen by ghost and pals/gumi

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

[vikkirosko]

Hi, If It's not much trouble could you maybe write romantic (and separate) headcanons for Wendy, Heidi, Stan, Kyle, Craig and Bebe with a sweetheart!reader? Like, this kind of girl who loves hugging /holding hands and giving little gifts, who lives to make others smile and laugh, who is always smiling and who's just a sweet sunshine ball ^^

Headcanons Sweetheart

💙 Stan Marsh x fem!Reader 🐶

You and Stan have known each other for several years and he knew perfectly well that you were a good, sunny person. Even before you started dating, you always tried to cheer up others, especially when they were upset about something. You often tried to make him laugh when he was upset about problems in his relationship with Wendy or the fact that he quarreled with friends

When you started dating, he found out that you can be even nicer than usual. You often held his hand and hugged him even more often. You've always been gentle and affectionate with everyone, but especially with him. You often gave him various little gifts to please him. Sometimes it seemed to him that you lived to make others happy and you did it well. Every time Stan was sad, you were there to cheer him up or make him laugh

You were always there when Stan needed support, for which he was grateful to you. You didn't ask questions like his friends. You were just there to cheer him up, to bring back his smile. Next to you, his mood lifted and problems disappeared

You were one of the few people who always saw when Stan was worried about something and he knew that you would never judge him. You were gentle, soft and sweet. He sincerely loved you and he was really happy with you

💚 Kyle Broflovski x fem!Reader ✡️

There were a lot of things in Kyle's life that upset him. However, when you were with him, his problems and anger went away, because for all the time that you knew him, you always tried to make him smile only. When you started dating, you started doing it even more often. Kyle could come to you annoyed or upset and you were always ready to cheer him up

You were affectionate and attentive to everyone, but especially to Kyle. You hugged him every time you saw that he was upset and took his hand when he was angry at someone, smiling gently at him. You often tried to make him laugh, seeing perfectly when he was hiding a bad mood and he was grateful to you for that, because even his best friend Stan did not always notice Kyle's emotional state

For Kyle, you were a ray of sunshine that warmed him in a city where there was almost always snow and cold. You gave him little gifts to please him. You didn't need any special reason for this, because it was nice for you just to please him and bring a smile to his face, especially after a hard day for him

Kyle was glad that you were in his life. You helped him cope with the difficulties of his life, you always tried to make your dear person happy, because you put his happiness above your own, even though Kyle told you to put yourself first and not him. You rarely listened to him when he talked about it, so Kyle himself began to make sure that you were as happy as he was happy thanks to your efforts

🖕 Craig Tucker x fem!Reader 🚀

Craig was hardly a cheerful person. Most of the time he was calm and at school it was almost impossible to see him smiling, except when you were around. You were a sunny person who was often by his side. You and Craig were dating and some of your classmates didn't understand how you could even be together. You were different from each other, but it didn't bother you

You always tried to cheer up Craig. You often held hands and he didn't care if someone giggled because of it. He liked the warmth of your palm in his and he liked when you hugged him to cheer him up or cheer him up. You saw his emotions, which he usually hid from others, and this allowed you to better understand when he needed your support and care

Sometimes you gave him small gifts. They were usually little things, but he liked them anyway. Your attention cheered him up. You were like a warm sun that warmed him on days when there were clouds on his soul. Even if his expression didn't change, it really was

Despite the fact that Craig didn't laugh at your jokes, he still liked them. He knew that you were the sun not only for him but also for others. It was as if you lived to cheer up others, but for him there was a special place in your heart that no one but Craig could take

📚 Wendy Testaburger x fem!Reader 📱

You and Wendy often spent time together. You have been dating for some time and in all that time she has never regretted it. You were a kind and caring person who always tried to help others and cheer them up. You joked a lot and smiled a lot. You often set out to improve the mood of others, but Wendy always stood in a more meaningful place for you

You often spent time together. You were one of the nicest people Wendy knew. You were glad when others smiled and were especially affectionate towards her. You often hugged her, sharing your warmth with her. When she was sad, you said nice words to her and intertwined your fingers to show her that she was not alone and you were always ready to help and support her

You often gave her different little gifts when you wanted to bring a smile to her lips. For others, these gifts might be insignificant, but Wendy was genuinely happy with your gifts and tried to give you something in return, although you never expected gifts in return

For Wendy, you were one of her dearest people. She was glad that you were in her life. You helped her feel better even when she was hiding the fact that she was upset about something. Your concern warmed her heart and she hoped that she was able to respond to you in the same way

💄Bebe Stevens x fem!Reader 💞

Every time you and Bebe were together, many joked that you shone like the sun, because you were both bright and lifted the mood of others with your presence, but for Bebe you were the real sun that illuminated her life and made her every day brighter, even if she quarreled with someone

You often walked around the school holding hands. You liked holding hands with her and you didn't worry that your classmates or anyone else would say anything about it. Bebe was ready to fight back against anyone who would try to say something bad to you, because she wasn't going to let someone upset you

You often gave her various small gifts. Bebe really appreciated such pleasant little things and every time she kissed you on the cheek as a sign of gratitude, causing you to laugh in embarrassment. She kept your gifts and sincerely enjoyed them. When Bebe asked you what she should give you, you always answered that for you her smile and her happiness were the best gifts

For Bebe, you were the warm sun that warmed her heart. She knew that no matter how bad her day was, you would always come to her, say kind words to her, hug her, make her laugh. You always did everything to cheer her up and she was grateful to you for that

🌸Heidi Turner x fem!Reader🧣

When you and Heidi met, she started reaching out to you. She liked spending time with you and she liked that you were nice and attentive to others. You've always tried to make the people around you happy and smiling. You joked a lot and were always ready to support a person in a difficult moment. When you and Heidi started dating, she found out that you can be an even more affectionate person

You loved hugging her and holding hands with her. You liked these ways of showing sympathy and Heidi responded in kind. She felt calm and warm when you hugged her. At such moments, there was little that could upset her

You did a lot to keep Heidi in a good mood and keep smiling. Sometimes you even gave her little gifts. It wasn't something expensive, it was just nice little things that lifted her spirits, but it meant a lot to her, because they were gifts that she received from you

Heidi was glad that you appeared in her life. You were that warm ray of sunshine that shone for her even when there were clouds in the sky. You made her day better with your words, your warm smile and your jokes. She knew that when you were around, she was not afraid of sadness

[missuswalker]

love languages with stan's gang + butters !

✮ summary: going through the boys' love languages, giving and receiving ✮ warnings: suggestive themes (i bet you can guess who caused this) and mentions of vomit

kyle broflovski

giving ok, hear me out. kyle would love to spoil you. LISTEN, LISTEN, LISTEN. he's always so worried about what people think of him, and in his head, by giving you gifts, he thinks he's winning you over. it doesn't have to be anything big, it can be something small, like a leaf he found on the sidewalk that kinda looks like a heart. his favorite thing to buy you, though, is clothes. that way if someone compliments what you're wearing, he can be all like, "yeah, i picked that out. i bought that, that was me." another thought i'm having is that in front of everyone he'd be all like "lol ugly" but then IMMEDIATELY would text you to tell you how beautiful you are and that he was just kidding.

receiving

physical touch. period. he loves when you wrap your arms around his, he likes to show you off. not big on pda, but will try to get you to kiss him in front of kenny to show that you're his and his only. also words of affirmation, please tell him that you like his hair and that you think hanukkah is interesting.

stan marsh

giving

soooo big on quality time. constantly asking to hang out. meh on dates, he'll take you out every once in a while, but prefers to stay in his room. idk, he just likes staring at you silently while you're on your phone in the comfort of his own home. doesn't like when you talk to randy though, it annoys him. he's also very into physical touch for the same reason as kyle. to show you off. GUYS DON'T WORRY, HE WON'T THROW UP ON YOU (maybe)

recieving guys. ACTS. OF. SERVICE. brush out his emo, crusty ass hair after he gets drunk and vomits everywhere, or run him a bath after he spends to much time with randy. he will love you so, so much. do his skin care please. "no, i don't want that shit on my face, that's gay." bullshit. he wants you to do it so bad. do it. he's pretending to hate it so if cartman finds out, he can claim he was forced into it. adding words of affirmation again, it just makes him happy.

kenny mccormick

giving

do i even have to go over this? i will anyways. buying you cars 🤭😻. i'm kidding, obviously. he would if he could. but it's physical touch. very happy to have a hand on your thigh. or your ass. he loves having an arm around your shoulder or your waist when he can't hug you. this idiot always has to be touching you. he also likes quality time. when he's not working, he's touching all your shit in your room while you tell him about your day. (don't mention another guy unless you want to be aesthetically pounded 🥰)

recieving

ok, let me explain this. receiving gifts FOR HIS FAMILY. he'll feel guilty if you get him something only he can use. buy karen a new doll and he'll be on his knees. (or you'll be on yours) anyways, he likes physical touch too. obviously. he takes what he can get, he doesn't prefer one love language over another.

eric cartman

giving

very physical touch oriented. holding your hand, making out, hitting you, you know. NOT LIKE, WHERE IT'S PAINFUL. well... sometimes it hurts a little. he's not literally abusive in this au guys 😻 he matured 00000.2 precent. he's not much of anything else, maybe quality time. he likes making out with you in front of kyle. i don't really need to explain that, i don't think.

recieving

likes getting gifts. if you give him something small, like a flower, he'll act like he hates it, but keeps it in his toothbrush holder. you know, the cups where you put your toothbrush. he tries to fix his act and be appreciative sometimes. he also likes words of affirmation. "carty poo you're so muscular 😻😻" jk, but compliment him, like, twice a week.

butters stotch

giving

physical touch is his favorite. doesn't care if he gets grounded for holding your hand at the dinner table, he'll do it anyways. surprisingly, he's eh on cuddling, just because his arm falls asleep from staying too still, but likes to be touching you if you're sleeping next to each other. his back against yours, you putting your face into the crook of his neck. you know, the good stuff. he also loves complimenting you! he thinks you deserve to know how beautiful, funny, and smart you are.

receiving

words of affirmation, words of affirmation, words of affirmation. "you're so pretty, butters" "oh, geez, that's too sweet." gets very smiley. pleaseeeeeeeee tell him how much you love him. he also likes when you scratch his head and, like, mess with his hair. he also likes when you put your head in his lap, idk why but it makes him feel very brave and strong.

a/n: i have no idea what to write, help

[stuckinshell]

Our Next Drama

Kyle x Stan [teens, High School] fanfic

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Hi there! This is my favorite fanfic of all that I have written, because it contains all my style romantic headcanons (Sht, I really need to do another post about it.). It consists some smut and it has been translated by Google so I hope again it is error-free. Also there should have been a cover here, but I’m having trouble drawing again. Enjoy!

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The older Kyle got, the more admirers he had, not only from the female side, but also from the male side. And soon, to his own surprise, the red-haired one realized that he was more inclined to the second side. He went on dates with a girl from a parallel class for a short time, gave her flowers, took her by the hand to the cinema or cafe, and each time he realized more and more that he would like to be in her place, but in his place he imagined... Stan. Always. Only him. Kosher was afraid of these thoughts, he drove them away. And no, he wasn’t afraid that the brunette wouldn’t understand him. Marsh was still the only person he could share anything with. Broflovski was afraid that if he told his friend that he had feelings for him, they might both wave their hands at their status as super best friends.

Kyle soon solved this problem. At least that’s what he thought. In the summer before the twelfth grade, among a lot of strangers, a friend request was submitted to him on Facebook by a guy who had some similarities with Stan. Dark hair, blue eyes, enjoys football. Red-haired one talked to him on the Internet, and decided to give him a chance. He began to hope that maybe it wasn’t about Marsh, but that Broflovski had a certain type of guy he liked.

When Kyle was going to meet that Facebook guy for the first time, Stan stopped by his place. The green-eyed one looked at his friend in surprise and felt a little nervous. Recently, kosher was sure that he would not be afraid to “come out of the closet” in front of him.

“Hi, Kyle!” The brunette smiled slightly.

“Hey, dude!”

“Are you going somewhere?”

“I... Stan, I have to tell you something.”

“I’m listening.”

“Well... In general, I might have a boyfriend today,” the red-haired one folded his hands behind his back and smiled, frowning guiltily.

At that moment, Stan forgot how to breathe again. The feeling is familiar, but still painful. Who knows how long he’s been hiding his increased feelings for Kyle for the same reason Kyle hides his feelings for him. And now the red-haired one is trying to build a relationship with someone again, and the brunette will endure for the sake of their friendship, for the sake of all that they have been through together, thinking that it will really be better this way.

“Wow. You didn’t say you like boys,” the blue-eyed one continued to smile, although he felt that he did not want to.

“I couldn’t accept it for a long time, I rejected it. Stan, you’re not going to stop being friends with me, are you? I’m very worried about this.”

“Because you want to date a guy? Man, why do you have such a bad opinion of me? Moreover, our friendship is the most precious thing I have.”

“Stan, you’re the best in the whole world!” Broflovski rushed to hug Marsh, doing it warmly and tenderly.

“You too. I’m happy for you,” the brunette couldn’t stay idle and hugged him back.

“I want to ask you something,” Kyle said when he pulled away. “Let’s keep this a secret. I can imagine what would happen if my mom found out about it.”

“Sure, buddy.”

“Thank you.”

“Will you show me his photo? Of course if you’re not in too much of a hurry.”

The red-haired one nodded positively and took the phone, leaning his hips on the table. Stan stood next, leaning on the table with his hand, and lowered his eyes to the screen.

“I have him as a friend on Facebook,” Broflovski opened his admirer’s page. “He lives in Denver and loves football. Well, all the information is here. Go to his page, read it if you want.”

“I got it, okay. I won’t keep you then,” Marsh went to the door and reached for the handle. “Have a good time. See ya!”

“Thanks, man. See ya!”

In the evening, Stan, whose legs were already aching to walk back and forth across the room, dialed Kyle on the phone, hoping that he was already at home. Kosher was lying on the bed and trying to figure out how he feels after meeting his admirer.

“So, dude, how was your date?” The brunette asked when the red-haired one picked up the phone.

“Unbelievable! Man, he said he was going to move to South Park and transfer to our school just for me!”

Marsh understood that he had to express his joy for his beloved somehow, but this nagging feeling in his chest did not allow him to squeeze anything out of his mouth.

“I’m sorry, I ignored you today,” Broflovski continued, saving his friend from answering. “Did you want something when you came to see me?”

“No, nothing serious. Just wanted to hang out with you.”

“Oh,” Kyle said, and paused. “We’ll hang out tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll be very happy.”

Stan was as afraid as Kyle that this was going to happen, and now it had. His feelings grew stronger, but he couldn’t do anything about it, not even just express it.

At the beginning of the new and last academic year, a statuesque figure of a red-haired one’s boyfriend appeared at school, and in just a month, this guy took away not only Kyle from Stan, but also his place on the football team. After the news that kosher had fallen in love with another, Marsh became weak and detached. Now the new guy has become a crowd favorite, and everyone has forgotten about Stan. Everyone except Kyle, who couldn’t take his eyes off his super best friend when he was playing. Towards the end of one of the training sessions, when the girls jumped up to Kyle’s boyfriend and started shouting how cool he was, Marsh got angry and, without thinking, launched the ball right into his rival’s face. When blood began to flow from Kyle’s boyfriend’s nose, and the girls became flustered, the red-haired one anxiously got up from his seat and also hurried to the football pitch. But he ran up to Stan.

“Stan, why did you do that?” Broflovski asked, looking into his beloved’s soul. “Is something bothering you?”

Blue-eyed was afraid he was going to cry like Clyde in fourth grade.

“Nothing, I just wanted to give him the ball. Thanks for the concern,” Marsh said and hurried off to take a shower.

Kyle could see perfectly well that his super best friend’s condition had worsened again, so before one of the days off, he invited Stan to his place for the night. Marsh didn’t understand why God was punishing him so much, but he didn’t dare refuse to spend time alone with the object of his adoration.

That night, the brunette found it difficult to breathe. The red-haired one put his leg over his super best friend’s hip in sleep. And everything would be fine if it weren’t for a couple of nuances. The closed pajamas with the symbols of their favorite show had long since been replaced by a T-shirt with shorts, and Kyle’s legs, like his hands, were clean-shaven. Stan couldn’t take his eyes off the thigh of the object of his adoration and cursed himself for mentally stroking it, enjoying the delicate skin under his palm and such a familiar giggle. His thoughts were interrupted by the red-haired one, who buried his forehead and nose in his super best friend’s back and moaned softly through his sleep. He’s frozen, apparently. A soft breath into his spine was the last straw, which made Stan, who was lying motionless earlier, abruptly puff out his cheeks and cover his mouth with one palm, restraining vomiting. Abruptly throwing off Kyle’s knee with his free hand, he rushed into the bathroom. Kyle woke up from this and tried to open his eyes as soon as possible.

“Stan?” He moaned excitedly towards the opened door, slowly assuming a sitting position and rubbing his eyes.

The red-haired one got out of bed, went out into the hallway and went to the bathroom door, which was ajar.

“Dude, are you okay?” Broflovski walked into the middle and saw Marsh standing over the toilet.

“Kyle!” The brunette abruptly closed the lid, and then seemed to try to hide the toilet behind him. “Everything is fine!”

“Did you throw up?” The green-eyed one raised his eyebrows, and silence fell between them.

“I…” The blue-eyed one had to come up with something if he wanted to preserve their friendship.

“Were you thinking about Wendy? Or did you dream about her?”

“The… the second.”

“Stan, damn it, I’m sick of this,” kosher folded his arms and frowned slightly. “I don’t understand you. At first, you’re not interested in her at all and you two break up. Then you get back together, break up again, and you say that you, quote, “don’t give a fuck what that bitch thinks.”

“Oh, well, I’m sorry, Your Highness, that my emotional worries are preventing you from enjoying your sleep. Maybe you can invite your boyfriend to spend the night with you, and I’ll go puke home?” Marsh frowned in response, but immediately realized that he had allowed himself to say too much. Especially about the guy who’s going to be lying on the same pillow that remembered Stan’s hair.

“Stan...” Broflovski lowered his voice and smiled apologetically.

Then he crouched down in front of Marsh, and the brunette held his breath.

“Are you jealous that I’m doing well in a relationship, but nothing is going well with you?”

“No. No, no, no, I’m very happy for you. I’m sorry, I overreacted.”

“It’s okay, I’m sorry too,” Kyle wrapped his arms around his beloved’s neck, and Stan had no choice but to hug him around the waist and, lifting his head, imperceptibly swallow his vomit. “You’ll be fine, you’ll see,” with these words, kosher pulled back, but did not take his hand off the blue-eyed one’s shoulders. “You just need to understand how you feel about her and try to think about more than just yourself in a relationship. Do you want to talk about it in the morning?”

“Really want to,” the brunette responded as soon as possible and put one hand on his friend’s forearm.

“Sweet,” the red-haired one smiled and got to his feet. “Let’s go to bed now.”

The following weekend, Stan visited Kyle again.

“Hey, man. Are you free today?”

“So far, yes.”

“I just bought a new Terrence and Phillip movie. I thought maybe we could watch it together?”

“Is this the one with Terrence, who has gained another twenty kilos, and Phillip, who shows by his whole appearance that he doesn’t want to act anymore?” The green-eyed one smiled and snatched the disc from the blue-eyed one’s hands.

“It is. I feel like it kind of sucks too, but watching every new movie of theirs is kind of like our tradition.”

“Yes, of course! Let’s take a look. Bring us some chips from the kitchen,” Broflovski turned on the DVD player and inserted the disc into it while Marsh went into the kitchen and pour the chips into a bowl.

They enjoyed their time for about twenty minutes. They didn’t really delve into the film itself, preferring to talk to each other, joke and laugh from the same. But soon this idyll was interrupted by the ringing of the red-haired one’s phone. He picked up the phone.

“Yes, hello, hon!” Kyle took a chip in his mouth, crunched it loudly, and looked at Stan. “I’m sorry, I can’t right now. Stan and I are watching...”

“Kyle,” the brunette called kosher, and he turned away from the phone, nodding questioningly. “Go, I won’t be offended. We’ll finish it another time.”

“Honey, wait, I’ll be there... In an hour... Love you too. See you!” The red-haired one ended the call and put the phone down. “Stan, are you sure you’re not offended?”

“No, not at all. If you want to indulge in secret pleasures with this blue-eyed brunette, then, of course, go,” Marsh replied, forgetting not only that he was also a blue-eyed brunette, but about everything in the world.

“Well, it’s a little early to think about that,” Broflovski looked away with a chuckle and blushed, covering his mouth with the outside of his hand.

“Hey, you can tell me whatever you want. We’re super best friends,” Stan could feel his mouth hurting from his own smile.

“Yeah, we’re super best friends, Stan. And we’ll always be like that, right?”

“It cannot be otherwise.”

“Then I’ll go get ready,” the green-eyed one finished with a smile and went up to his room.

“You’re either a hero, Phillip, or a fool,” it was heard from the TV, and Stan bowed his head, sighing.

Sitting in the courtyard of the Cafe Monet near a light brick wall, surrounded by the scent of newly blooming tea roses and mountain freshness, Kyle felt completely insecure. He neither ate nor drank. He didn’t even look at his suitor. Kosher wasn’t in the mood for this date at all, despite the cozy atmosphere and the pleasant music that joined it later in the evening. He let thoughts of Marsh creep back into his head. Anyway, everything is going badly.

“You’re not eating anything, is everything okay?” Broflovski’s boyfriend asked and put his palm on top of the outside of the red-haired one’s palm.

“Probably got through with chips at home,” Kyle put on a smile, and was about to return the kiss when his boyfriend approached his lips, but they were interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

“It’s mine, just a second,” the green-eyed one picked up the phone. “Yes, hi, Craig. Something happened?”

“Go get your knight from my house.”

“What? Stan? What’s he doing at your house?”

“He’s very drunk and he’s been messing with our brains about you for twenty minutes now. He said not to call you because you’re busy with something very important, but come deal with him before I kick him outside.”

Kyle sighed and lifted his head.

“I’m on my way,” he said and ended the call. “Honey, I’m sorry, I have to leave.”

After hesitating a bit, his boyfriend nodded.

The red-haired one spent the whole evening in his room. His super best friend was lying on the bed.

“Kyle? Kyle...” The brunette called, resting his forehead on his forearm.

“I’m listening,” Broflovski, who corresponded on his laptop first with his admirer, and then opened another chat, kept a kind tone.

“Why don’t you want to be friends with me anymore? It’s because I fell at your feet like a piece of shit on the street, right?”

“Stan, first of all, what makes you think that I don’t want to be friends with you, and secondly, I was already friends with a piece of shit that came to me every Christmas.”

Marsh turned onto his back and pressed both hands to his eyes. Trying to think made his head hurt even more.

“Kyle, come here...”

“Stan, I’m busy.”

“Busy? Oh, yeah,” the blue-eyed one began to make an attempt to get up. “Tell me, should I go jerk off in San Diego?”

“Man, calm down. I’m trying to help you.”

“No, come on, say this. Say, “Stan, I’m going to sleep with my boyfriend, and you’re going to jerk off in San Diego.” If you want, I’ll do it.”

“I don’t want that. Stay down, Wendy’s coming right now.”

“Why is that?”

The doorbell rang, and Kyle brought Wendy into the room. Stan was almost out of bed, resting his knees on the floor and his hands on the blanket.

“Stan, I think we’ve already figured this out,” the girl frowned guiltily, while the red-haired standing next to her folded his arms on his chest. You’re a good-looking guy, but that’s not enough. You’re not interested in me and I want attention. We are not suitable for each other, and my efforts alone are not enough to change you.”

“Well, then get out of here... I don’t need you. I don’t know why you came at all...”

“But you were the one who wanted to talk to me.”

“No, I didn’t want to.”

Testaburger sighed and went to the stairs.

“H-hey, guys! I thought you’d make up,” Broflovski lunged at her.

“I’m sorry, Kyle. I understand that you meant well, but neither Stan nor I want dating each other anymore. Yes, we tried to restore our relations several times, but we only made sure that we were not ready to give in to each other.”

“I’m the one who should be apologizing. But then what happens to him? Why is he acting like this? What should I do to help him?”

“If you’re so worried about him, then just be there for him. You understand him better than anyone else. And he’s open to you more than to anyone I know.”

“I hope so,” the green-eyed one sighed and looked up at the stairs.

After Wendy left, Kyle sauntered up to the room.

“So what was that?” He asked wearily, stepping inside.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t throw up at night because of her, I did...” Stan, who was already sitting on the floor with his back to the bed, looked up at his beloved green eyes. “I feel bad mentally for no reason at all. That’s why sometimes I can’t help vomiting. I didn’t want to bother you, so I lied to you… Kyle, I’m so ashamed. You’re trying so hard for me, letting me know that you’re still willing to spend a lot of time with me, even though you have a private life now, and I am...” The blue-eyed one covered his forehead with his palm while his friend approached him. “I’m serious, I have so many thoughts in my head...”

“Yes, I understand. I’ve been thinking a lot lately too,” the red-haired one sat down in front of the brunette and hugged him to himself.

“I love you,” said the brunette, choking on his own vomit.

Broflovski did not pay attention to this, because Marsh, who alone drank an entire bottle, could throw up from an alcohol overdose.

“I love you too. I really want to help you with your depression, but I don’t know how. Don’t forget to apologize to Wendy tomorrow for kicking her out, okay?”

In response, kosher received a nod and felt his friend’s warm hands dig deeper into his back. It was painful for both of them to hug, but now they really wanted to.

“Kyle, please don’t kick me out...”

“Okay, stay here. I’ll call your mother.”

Stan didn’t show up for school one morning. He would never have imagined that he would be sitting in the ghetto drinking with Kenny’s mom.

“Mrs. McCormick, may I consult with you?” The brunette suddenly asked.

“I don't know if I can help, but of course you can ask.”

“In general, my friend really likes a person with whom he doesn’t want to ruin a friendly relationship and therefore cannot confess his feelings to him.”

“That’s stupid,” Carol waved her hand. “Friendship is a very important component of love relationships. Imagine what love is without friendship. It’s dry and dumb sex. As dry and dumb as Stuart.”

“Wow... That makes sense.” Stan raised his eyebrows in pleasant surprise. “I hadn’t really thought about it myself.”

“You just haven’t had much contact with my husband.”

“No, I’m talking about friendship. Okay, then another question. This person already has a lover, and my friend is... Well, you know, he can’t live without him, he suffers. And he drinks so much that his liver will soon come out through his ass...”

“Dude,” Mrs. McCormick put her hand on his shoulder, “if you really love this guy so much, then tell him everything you feel. It’s better to regret what you’ve done than what you haven’t done, don’t you think?”

Marsh stared at Carol with his mouth agape. Besides being surprised by her insight, he also thought about her words.

“How did I figure you out, huh?”

“Thank you, Mrs. McCormick. I think I should go.”

“Run quickly and come have another drink!” The woman waved after the sharply accelerated guy. “Although I don’t think you’ll need it anymore.”

When Marsh had washed up and recovered a little from his intoxication, he went into the school. When he saw his beloved and his boyfriend near the lockers, he approached them. Broflovski was looking at him, his hands gripping his boyfriend’s shoulder tightly. Stan didn’t even look at Kyle, now he definitely wouldn’t say that he loved him. He was looking at his boyfriend.

“Is there something you wanted?” He asked.

“Yes. No… Shortly…” Marsh looked around and, making sure that no one was looking at them, continued. “Take... Take care of Kyle, okay? At the cost of your life. He’s the best that’s ever happened to you, and to lose him is to lose everything. Sometimes I turned away from him because of some bullshit and after that I felt like the last piece of shit.” Stan wipes away his tears with his sleeve, while Kyle’s heart started beating faster. “And if I find out that you’re hurting him, I’ll kick your ass. It’s nothing personal, it’s just that we’ve been together since we were babies. I can't help it.”

Kyle’s eyebrows arched, his eyes widened, and his grip loosened. Stan turned away and walked, in fact, wherever his eyes looked.

“Stan…” the red-haired one slowly extended his hand towards his beloved.

“Oh, yeah,” Marsh turned his head back to his super best friend’s boyfriend. “Please, don’t forget to tell him more often that he looks good. He worries a lot about it, even though he always looks perfectly. I think you’ll agree with me on that.”

“Stan, wait!” Broflovski shouted so loudly that it was impossible not to hear and not turn around.

He rushed to Stan and grabbed his arm, which made Stan turn to face him.

“Don’t go away, please... I...” Kyle suddenly fell silent, taking his hand off his beloved’s elbow, and began to examine the peers looking at the two of them. Even if it wasn’t a confession, kosher felt that after these words he couldn’t hide his feelings anymore. “I…”

Also realizing that they were being watched, Marsh took his friend by the sleeve and walked briskly outside. Broflovski had no choice but to follow him, covering the lower part of his face with his free hand.

They stopped near the school, looking at each other, but no one dared to say anything.

“Stan, I...”

“Kyle…”

“I wanted to say that I was touched by what you said about me…”

“I love you,” the brunette interrupted in a desperate but calm tone.

“I love you too.”

“No, not as a super best friend.”

“So am I...” these words trembled from kosher’s soft lips, and they stretched into a small smile at the news he just heard. “I started dating another guy just to save our friendship.”

After Kyle said that, he wrapped his arms around the neck of the stunned Stan, snuggling close to him and not fearing the consequences in the form of a stained jacket. The blue-eyed one, in turn, smiled and warmly hugged his beloved around the waist, resting chin on his shoulder. It was as if a stone had fallen from their souls, which had been strangling them all this time. They stood like that for a few seconds, until the brunette pulled away and the wine colored the snow in front of him.

“Here we go,” Broflovski smiled warmly, closing his bottomless green eyes. “Now it’s clear why you actually threw up at the sleepover.”

“Kyle, I will never lie to you again. I just didn’t want you to know,” Marsh straightened up and wiped his mouth with the outside of his wrist.

“I understand. So that’s it? No more super best friends?” The red-haired one spoke with sadness, but he couldn’t stop smiling.

“I don’t think so anymore. Love without friendship is like Kenny’s dad.”

This made kosher laugh.

“What?” He raised his eyebrows in perplexity.

“Well, Kenny’s mom said that love without friendship is not love at all.”

“God, what an idiot I am…”

“Both of us are.”

“What should I tell my boyfriend now? I was being such an asshole to him.”

“Tell it like it is,” Stan put a hand on Kyle’s shoulder with a smile. “It helped me.”

Kyle blushed a little more, looking into his beloved blue eyes. Yes, those words were etched into his memory forever.

***

Two days after the graduation ceremony, Kyle and Ike’s parents flew to the seaside. The red-haired one saw them off, but he stayed at home to spend time with his beloved, whom he invited to his place in advance.

About twenty minutes after Broflovski had seen his family off, a car was heard arriving from the open window. The doorbell rang, and kosher, smiling enthusiastically, hurried to open the door. Stan was standing in the doorway, holding a lush bouquet of various white flowers in one hand and a package in the other.

“Hi,” blushing slightly, the brunette smiled and went into the house.

“Jesus, dude...” the green-eyed one, blushing much more, immediately rushed to hug his beloved. The blue-eyed one nuzzled his trapezius muscle and pressed his hand with a bouqet against his back.

Slowly breaking the embrace, Marsh handed his beloved a bouquet, the aroma of which Broflovski immediately wanted to enjoy, and opened the package.

“I also brought wine,” said the brunette, while he opened the bag and took out a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon.

This made the green-eyed one a little tense.

“I thought you only drink on holidays since we confessed to each other…” he remarked.

“Yes. I brought this to you and me for more romance. No, if you don’t want it, let’s not drink this.”

“Oh, no, no, it’s okay. I’m sorry, I misunderstood. Put it on the table, I’ll put the flowers in a vase and get the glasses,” Kyle smiled guiltily, covering his mouth with his hand, and hurried to the sideboard.

Placing two rather tall and beautiful glasses next to the bottle, he took out a small cake of his own making from the refrigerator and put it on the table. Kyle had already baked a cake for Stan once, and Stan reacted to his baking as the best thing he had ever eaten. Therefore, this time kosher decided to please his beloved with a cake again.

“It’s chocolate this time. We had a lot of cocoa,” kosher turned on the kettle and sat down at the table after his beloved, immediately putting his hand under his cheek and smiling, looking at how the brunette eagerly and enthusiastically cut this work of art.

A few seconds later, they each had a piece of chocolate cakes glued together with sweet orange jam and cottage cheese cream.

“Kyle, it’s just incomparable,” Stan was in such a hurry to express his delight that he spoke through a still-full mouth.

Kyle laughed and also hurried to try what he had done there.

Soon the kettle was boiling. Broflovski dropped the tea bags into the cups, poured boiling water over them, and they were filled with the aroma of fruit tea, which was in a hurry to escape beyond their porcelain edges.

After the cake and tea, Marsh slowly poured them glasses of Cabernet Sauvignon. After clashing the first glasses and emptying them, the lovers sat closer to each other.

“I love you…” the brunette whispered, lifting the ear of his super best friend's green hat with his fingers.

“I know,” the smile on the red-haired one’s face widened a little, and he lowered his eyes.

“I’ve always loved you…” Stan was not afraid to get closer to his beloved’s ear.

“I’ve always loved you too,” Kyle turned his head towards him, and there was only a centimeter left between their lips.

“I’ll pour some more wine,” the blue-eyed one snapped and reached for the bottle, saving them from his own vomit, while the green-eyed one, who wanted this kiss so much, raised his eyebrows.

Taking the glasses and the bottle with them, Kyle and Stan locked themselves in the red-haired one’s room and sat on the bed. After a couple more sips of wine, the kosher felt weightless from the waist down, and his head was spinning a little.

“Stan, my legs are already wobbly...” Unable to hold back a smile from these ticklish sensations and fully open his eyes, the red-haired one put the glass on the table and succumbed to the object of his adoration, pressing himself against his chest and putting his hands on his shoulders.

The equally drunk brunette did not even have time to breathe in surprise, as he found himself on his back and immediately put his hands on the waist of his beloved.

“You’re so cute, Stanley...” Broflovski whispered right into Marsh’s lips, who, thanks to his prone position, managed to restrain the urge to vomit and covered his mouth with his palm.

Kyle understandingly pulled back. Stan swallowed and returned his hand to his super best friend’s back, who immediately merged their lips in a kiss. While the red-haired one was studying the brunette’s tongue with his own like for the first time, receiving the same actions in response, forcing them both to moan softly and blissfully through a kiss, the blue-eyed one stroked his super best friend’s back and sides, then lifting hands to his’s neck, then going down to the small of his back. Right now, they weren’t even bothered by the taste of vomit that permeated that kiss. In addition, it had a pronounced aftertaste of wine.

Broflovski bent his head, deepening the kiss a little more, and reached under Marsh’s, who immediately pulled back, swallowing again, T-shirt and then pressed his palm to the back of his beloved’s head and began the kiss himself, immediately using his tongue. Closing his eyes after him, kosher slowly raised his hand to his chest. Feeling the softest touch of the object of his passion on his nipple, Stan moaned a little louder on his exhale and lowered both palms to Kyle’s lower back. Having lost touch with reality, the brunette overdid it a little and lowered his arms a little lower than he had lowered before. This brought the red-haired one almost to a whine.

“Lower…” On an exhale, Broflovski moaned into his beloved’s lips, breaking the kiss, and Marsh, who did not even immediately understand what he wanted from him, moved his hands down. “Lower, lower, lower!”

As soon as the blue-eyed one’s hands were on the green-eyed one’s buttocks, the man buried his forehead in his collarbone and let out a pleading moan. Feeling his beloved hands begin to stroke his buttocks, from time to time gently stroking them with his thumbs, kosher moved to his super best friend’s neck and began kissing it intermittently, while moaning softly and tenderly. Smiling at this reaction, the brunette made the movements of his palms more frequent and confident and could not help but respond to his beloved’s ear with a quiet and full of pleasure moan. Following him, the kisses of the red-haired one became more frequent, who sometimes rose to his beloved lips, kissing and licking them.

When Stan raised his arms to Kyle’s waist again, Kyle arched in the small of his back with a groan, as if trying to bring his lover’s strong arms back. The blue-eyed one let out a barely audible laugh and lowered his hands down again, making his strokes more sensual and starting to squeeze his hot ass from all sides. After receiving another, this time very long and wet kiss on the lips, he raised and lowered his arms again, this time getting his fingers first, and then his palms under the shorts and boxers of the green-eyed one. This made kosher let out a longer and more languid moan and start not only wetly kissing his friend’s neck, but also biting it, holding his face with one palm on his cheek. The brunette couldn’t help but breathe slower and louder.

“Stan, I have a foundation cream...” Broflovski suddenly pulled back, frowning guiltily, and his voice sounded even slightly pleading.

“Come on, don’t be afraid,” Marsh nodded and tilted his head back.

Feeling the hot and even some kind of imperious stroking from the small of his back to his buttock again, kosher opened his mouth a little wider and with a soft moan left a hickey on his beloved’s neck. Then, under another rush of goosebumps from the movements of such familiar hands, Kyle rose to Stan’s chin and left a red mark under it. After that, bluish spots bloomed on the adam’s apple and on the trapezius muscles of the blue-eyed one.

Soon succumbing to a rush of euphoria and feeling a chill in his underwear, the red-haired one pressed his cheek against the brunette’s collarbone and began to passionately give in with his lower body towards his hands, bending more strongly in the small of his back and not ceasing to caress his ears with beautiful sighs. Marsh, in turn, was able to straighten his head and, leaving a warm kiss on the forehead of the object of his adoration, take off his shorts and underwear a little. The blue-eyed one, who had already noticed nothing but his beloved and these wonderful sensations, was sure that his finger was about to slip into place where it was not necessary, even if he really wanted to.

However, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his jeans’ button and fly undoing. He groaned with relief, finally getting rid of the tightness, but was immediately taken aback when he realized that Kyle’s palm, which had settled on his hips, was already touching his dignity with his fingers, which seemed to be coming towards him. In the next moment, their still bleary eyes met. They were both in control of their thoughts and actions, despite being slightly intoxicated, and they could have stopped it, but neither of them wanted to stop. In response to the red-haired one’s recent actions, the brunette with a smile ran his palm from his beloved’s knee up and down again, after which he gently stroked it with his thumb. Kosher let out a pleased and sweet laugh, just like in his super best friend’s old dreams.

After only a few minutes of kicking in wild pain, Broflovski fell onto the bed, holding his earflaps with one hand, and his moans, which became louder and more gentle with each movement of the Marsh and soon mixed with the moans of the brunette himself, filled the entire room, in which it seemed all the colors mixed with the heavenly light from the window.

An hour later, they lay down side by side, red and out of breath.

“Wow, man…” The satisfied brunette covered his face with his hands and held them down. “You made me sweat…”

“Did you like it?” The red-haired one with an equally blissful smile got up on his elbow and, closing his eyes, pushed his hair out of his face. “I’ll be demanding, keep in mind.”

“Yeah, I figured that out. Do you think we could break your bed?” Stan chuckled as he asked the question.

“I hope you and I will check it out sometime...” Without ceasing to smile, Kyle took his beloved by the hand, hinting that he would like to repeat these heated actions in the near future.

“Sure,” looking straight into Kyle’s eyes, Stan took his hand and kissed his fingers warmly twice.

They lay down close to each other. Kyle lay a little higher up while Stan wrapped his arms around his waist, nuzzling his chest. They were both awake, just dozing. Half an hour later, the red-haired one’s phone rang, forcing him to open his eyes, carefully pull his hand out from under the brunette’s head so as not to wake him up, and take a sitting position. Broflovski picked up the phone and answered the call.

“Hi, Mom...” he said in a low voice as Marsh wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his forehead against his hipbone, “Everything is great. Stan came to me as promised, so I’m not bored,” kosher lowered his eyes and, with a smile, began to play with his fingers with his beloved’s dark hair, “How was your flight?.. Have a good time. And, Mom, don’t you ever feed Ike food from the street again. He’s going to have diarrhea again...” the red-haired one frowned, and a muffled chuckle was heard from the brunette, “My God, he’s adopted, and he’s more Jewish than all of us put together... I love you too. Bye.”

As soon as Kyle ended the call, Stan also took a sitting position.

“Controlling?” Without ceasing to smile, the blue-eyed one hugged the green-eyed one around the neck and leaned back with him on the headboard of the bed.

Broflovski laughed and put his head on Marsh’s shoulder. The sky was already starting to darken and the stars were clearly visible on it, adding even more romance to the atmosphere, but they did not want to sleep at all.

“Stan... How long ago did you realize that you have feelings for me?”

“I don’t remember, honestly. I’m not even sure I realized right away that I love you romantically.”

“I just can’t get the words you said about me out of my head.”

“Should I tell you things like this more often?”

“I mean... Do you really think that about me?”

“That’s the least I think of you, man.”

Kyle exhaled and reached for Stan’s lips. The brunette kissed his beloved lightly on the lips, but it didn’t seem enough for both of them. Kosher put his hands on his beloved’s trapezius muscles with his palms and began a new kiss, immediately deepening it. Marsh returned the kiss while Broflovski climbed into his arms, wrapping his hips between his own knees. After a few seconds, they both pulled away from each other’s faces, and the blue-eyed one covered his mouth with his hand, turning away.

“I take it we’re not going to sleep anytime soon?” Kyle smiled when Stan turned back to him.

“Yes. I have a chance to find out why you love me.”

“You’ll find it out in the car when you take me for a ride around the evening town,” the green-eyed one kissed his beloved on the cheek, got up from his knees to the floor and threw a jacket over his shoulders.

Five minutes later, Stan’s car was neither too fast nor too slow, cutting through the road to the music from the radio.

“What do you mean, you don’t know?” The brunette, who held onto the steering wheel with one hand, smiled and held the other hand in a lock with the palm of his beloved, whose bright red hair was playing in the wind.

“How should I know? I just love you, that’s all. Wendy said you’re not perfect. No one is perfect, but it’s your flaws that I’ve always given a damn about. I’ve always felt trust in you, I feel so comfortable with you. I’ve never felt this way with anyone else... I don’t feel like a victim around you.”

Marsh was not only pleased with this answer; he was touched to the core. When he saw that the object of his adoration was wrapping himself more tightly in his jacket, he became worried.

“Are you cold?”

“Maybe a little,” Broflovski smiled. “I should have worn jeans.”

Then the blue-eyed one pulled over to the curb, took off his jacket and covered the green-eyed one’s legs with it. Satisfied, kosher began to arrange it as he needed it.

“So, where shall we go?” Stan asked, turning to face Kyle.

“Maybe to Stark’s Pond?” The red-haired one smiled, hugging his super best friend with one hand under his shoulder, and with the other again folding their palms into a lock.

“Alright, I almost forgot about him,” the brunette kissed him on the forehead and moved the car again.

In the morning, the rays of the rising sun woke the red-haired one, but he was in no hurry to open his eyes. With a gentle groan, he turned on his side and stretched out his arm to hug his beloved, but did not find him on the bed. Then Kyle ran his hand over the sheet and finally opened his eyes.

“Stan?” Not finding his super best friend next to him even with a glance, Broflovski stretched and headed to the first floor.

Going into the kitchen and leaning his shoulder against the door, the green-eyed one smiled. The blue-eyed one was standing by the stove and cooking pancakes.

“Watch out you don’t burn them,” the red-haired one quipped kindly, going up to his beloved, and hugged him behind his back.

“Ah? Good morning, Kyle. Did you get enough sleep?”

“Morning. Yes, thank you,” kosher reached for his lover’s lips with a smile, and Stan could not resist it.

Turning off the stove, he lifted Kyle under his hips, making him giggle enthusiastically, and starting the kiss, sat him down on the table.

“Stan, I think I have something to add to the words I said back in the car,” the green-eyed one smiled, running the outside of his hand over his lover’s cheek as they broke the kiss.

“I’m listening,” the blue-eyed smiled.

“You’ve changed. For the better. You’ve become so attentive and caring, you’ve become the best on the team again, and you’ve start drinking alcohol only on holidays.”

“Yes, I want to live. See what you’re doing to me?”

“Oh, Stan. How little a person needs to be happy.”

Broflovski hugged Marsh with a smile, bending slightly and pressing his chin firmly against his super best friend’s trapezius muscle. The brunette, no less happy, immediately hugged him back.

“I love you, Stan.”

“I love you too, Kyle. More than anything in the world.”

[corporatefrog]

꒦‧₊ ꒷ team stan comforting you when you're stressed out [headcannons]✧.*

✧.* tags: mentions of drugs, college au ✧.* Characters: kenny mccormick, kyle broflovski, stan marsh, butters stotch a/n: honestly, it helps me to work through my problems when i have a little fictional world to escape into so this request was a nice therapeutic writing with finals coming up

masterlist

Stan

Empathetic king right here

He probably won’t approach you because he doesn’t know if you want to talk about it or if you want your space

But if you ask him to talk he’d definitely listen

Very good listener!!

If it’s a person causing the emotional stress, stan is not having it

This is the guy who sat in his bedroom with a bunch of calves for DAYS, you know he’s going to be up in arms if someone else is causing you to be distressed 

Definitely the type to suggest different things to take your mind off whatever’s stressing you out

Playing video games and ordering pizza!! Best way to destress!! 

You could probably talk him into getting some of randy’s weed ngl (strike)

Kyle

He’s the type to give advice to whatever is troubling you

He doesn’t like to see his friends stressed and he wants to help!!

Helps you take a step back from the situation and see it more objectively

It doesn’t erase the stress but it gives good steps to approach it in a different way

Que brainstorming session to create a plan of attack for whatever’s bugging you

First day of being sad, talk to stan and eat pizza

Second day of being sad, talk to kyle and make a game plan

Dynamic duo of being stressed

Even if you don’t make an attack plan, he’s definitely a “let’s talk this through” type of person to at least find where the spiraling thoughts are occurring

Kenny

Reaches out to you first because he notices you being stressed

He’s really observant even if he doesn’t act on it often

All you need sometimes is a good hug

And a ton of weed and bad adam sandler movies (strike)

The type to try and make you laugh when he notices you’re feeling down

If you want to talk, he’ll listen but he’ll try and cheer you up regardless

You guys would go to starks pond or something and throw rocks in the water

A change of setting can do wonders!!

He definitely knows the best places in south park to chill without anyone bugging you

Que the south park hideout tour with your guide, kenny

Butters

He knows how important it is to have someone to listen

He’ll listen to you vent even if he has no idea what you’re talking about

“And they said WHAT?! That’s ridiculous!”

Getting ice cream and sitting on the deck for hours just complaining about everything

He somehow puts a positive spin on every situation no matter how bad

You always leave feeling lighter than before

Another hugger

Always giving a good hug before you guys part ways

He’ll send you funny videos after you’re both home and text you that you can talk to him whenever you need

Checks in if he hasn’t talked to you for a few days to see how you’re doing

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

Begging for you to talk about OJV Stans and Marj’s friendship. Mari coming out to Stan first and whenever she is having a meltdown him always zooming to find Kenny or Kyle is so wholesome. I always head cannon that Stan would view Marj like a little sister so your interpretation of their friendship makes me so happy. I would love to hear more facts/head cannns about them :3

Oh my god first of all HELL YES OJV Marj and Stan, their friendship slays so hard and I love that you’re asking abt it!

One of the things about OJV Stan is that he IS the Dad Friend. By which I mean he’s extremely protective but also unequipped for actual crises, and is prone to inadvertently indulging in shenanigans. The way this extends to Marj? Lemme get goin.

So when she came out to him, bro was CONFUSED like “uhhhh why am I the first person you’re talking about this with? Why not, I dunno, Kenny or something” like Stan fully isnt the person to go to for advice but he IS the person to confide in (plus he gives really good hugs if u need them) and he actually cried when her answer was “I just felt like I could trust you is all” this sweet boy, if he doesn’t know what to do in a situation he’s GONNA find someone who will, so he went “what about talking to Kyle? He might know more about this than me?” And she read him for absolute filth lmao all “well speakin of, that’s why I came to you. You have your own little secret that you’ve been scared to bring up, dontcha” AGDGJKLH

Nah but seriously, their friendship is so wholesome, she frequently scolds Stan for indulging Kenny’s recklessness, he’s out here like “dude Marj that’s a pyramid scheme don’t fuck with that shit” (she winds up running it lmfao) and may not always be the most observant person, but he knows his friends and ALWAYS recognizes the signs of Marj starting to shut down, and she knows that. She says the word and Stan is finding her someone with the emotional tools to help. I also like to think that Stan COULD be one of those people. OrangeJuiceVerse Stan Marsh is actually very emotionally intelligent, but he isn’t confident enough in that to think he has any room to help others. It’s the same reason that later down the line he wrestles with taking on a sponsee.

A more fun note: in that first year of college, the trio of Marj Stan and Cartman are THE musical theatre gang. I’m talking they are DESTROYING karaoke. I don’t know why I have this headcanon but I do and I love it. Another is that when Stan gets in trouble with her he gets so guilty for disappointing her lmfao like out here looking like a sad puppy all “I’m sorry Marj Ken and I thought hanging off the roof was the best way to get the top piece of his sculpture attached” smh “don’t tell Kyle” “don’t tell me what?” Lmao

And Stan is SUPER protective of anyone in his group, plus he’s kind of a social justice warrior lol he isn’t confrontational as Kyle and Cartman are but he’s GONNA go “hey dude that’s not cool” call someone out for being a dick and he’s intimidating when he gets mad! Like OJV Stan is a BIG BOY he’s a gentle giant for sure but fuck with someone he loves and suddenly the golden retriever boy is SCARY. karaoke trio nights someone says something transphobic and he is there all “the fuck did you just say to her?” Now Marj and Stan are both the ‘muscle’ of their group. Both are tall and strong and could definitely fuck someone up. They don’t, but they could. Both are pretty gentle in nature which is super sweet, but they could do some damage if they had to. They’re a slay duo tbh

That’s what I got rn dude, thank u for the ask I love the OJV homies!!!

[hoosurdaddy]

Chapter 10.

Pairing: post covid! Stan Marsh x post covid! Reader, post covid! Kenny McCormick x post covid! reader.

Triggers: 18+, cheating, smut,gaslighting. Reader is married to Stan, bad grammar, short.

Finished at last! Thanks to everyone who read and supported:)

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"I can't believe you're pregnant!" Heidi squealed along with Nicole who giggled into her wine glass while Heidi rubbed your belly. Stan was catching up with his other friends. It had been four years since you left South Park to Wyoming. It was the best decision you had made. It was the right decision. And you were now 6 months pregnant.

"You leave for four years and you come back pregnant, what?" Heidi continued to admire your round belly, while you and Nicole giggled.

"What can I say?" You shrugged, grinning at their comments.

Nicole looked down at your feet, gasping. "Are they the new Gucci python print high heel pump?"

You showed off the heels, although your back was killing you Stan was so excited for you to show them off, and it would kill you to see him upset. "Surprise."

"I don't know how you're wearing them right now, being pregnant and all." Nicole continued to admire your shoes. From the corner of your eye, you admired Stan laughing and joking with his friends. It took a bit of groveling for your friend group to forgive your actions, especially Kyle (who never fully forgave you but tolerated you). But overall, was excited for God daughter. And Stan was so excited to be a dad.

You swore you could of seen a blonde hair man somewhere in the middle, but you shook your head. It wasn't.

"So." Heidi spoke as she drew your attention back to them. "Can we please see the nursery!!"

With a smile, you nodded as you reached for your bag to show the girls your Winnie the Pooh themed nursery for your daughter.

--

"Sweetie, are you sure?"

Stan asked in a nervous voice when you told him you wanted to go into town to grab some cute baby growths. You knew Stan had trust issues, especially being back in South Park triggered these feelings, so all you could do was reassure him.

Cupping his cheeks, you planted a kiss onto his lips. "You have my location, I will text you every half an hour. I promise, I will be in Bella Baby's for an hour max. If not, you can come find me, okay?"

Stan sighed, planting a kiss onto your palm before nodding as he walked over to the car. "Okay, don't be too long." He whispered as he hopped into the car, he waved goodbye to you. Despite it being raining, you moved slowly through the street of South Park, remembering the good old days.

As you walked, you hadn't been paying attention to your surroundings when you bumped into someone while in your day dream. "Sorr-"

Everything seemed to freeze, you were now were staring into the eyes that once held so much for you. Your best and worst mistake. The person you had been able to avoid for four years. Kenny McComick.

"Hey." He whispered.

--

"What are you doing?" You asked Kenny as you held your cup of water. You were sitting in Tweak's bro. Kenny had gotten a coffee, and with you being pregnant, couldn't drink caffeine. But caffeine was the least of your worries, you were betraying your husband once again. All the years of therapy gone out the window, but had to hear Kenny out.

"I heard about your.. pregnancy. Congratulations." You gave Kenny a tight lipped smile at his congratulations. He couldn't help but stare. You were glowing. You somehow looked better than what Kenny could recall from the last four years, expect you were pregnant with a baby that wasn't his.

"And Stan? He's taking care of you and the baby well?" You rested your hand against your palm, nodding. Kenny wanted to reach over and hug you and never let you go, but stopped when you reached down to place your cup on the table.

"Why are you really here?"

"I just missed you."

The rain was letting up by all means, it was actually getting heavier. You were sat here with your ex lover, while anyone from South Park could notice you and tell Stan. You couldn't risk that just cause Kenny 'missed' you.

"I don't think you made the right decision by leaving South Park.. I think you were just thinking what was morally right, not what you really wanted." Kenny started off, having your heart weaken.

"My decision and what I chose to do is none of your concern, Kenny. I made my choice, and because of my choice, I am having a daughter with a wonderful, forgiving man." You snapped, shocking Kenny who was not expecting your reply. You quickly grabbed your handbag, managing to push yourself off the chair with a little more force because of your belly.

"This was a mistake." You snapped, storming out of the cafe. Kenny cringed at the words, he hated them when your first said them, he hates them even more now. He quickly chased after you, managing to grab your arm before you went too far.

"Y/N, I'm sorry. Please listen to me, and I promise I'll leave you alone forever." You sighed, crossing your arms. You nodded.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for everything. I've been in love with you since I was 14, I wanted to be with you so badly.. But I could barely look after Karen, I figured I would of been nothing in my future. That I wouldn't be able to provide for you. But by the time I could, you married Stan.. And I took you for my own selfish reasons.."

You stared at Kenny's vulnerable face as he spoke. You wanted to cry for him. "I mean we could of been eating pop tarts for dinner, living in a two bed room apartment with three kids. I had no idea that I wouldn't be poor forever. I wanted to be able to provide for you, that I lost you to Stan somewhere in the middle."

"Kenny." You rubbed his cheek. "I've loved you since I was 14, the only difference was I was too chicken shit to say anything.. I wouldn't of minded eating pop tarts for dinner, as long as I had you, I wouldn't of cared."

Kenny leaned into your palm, much like Stan did earlier. He was staring at you with those beautiful eyes.

"I love you so much."

Once again, you were back in arms with each other. Kenny pressed his lips down to yours. People on the street on South Park walked by without a care in the world. Just young lovers, embracing each other. The rain was dripping down your clothes, soaking into your skin.

Kenny wanted to hug you, hold you, kiss you. He wanted to be yours so badly.. But he wasn't.

he couldn't.

he can't.

"s..sorry."

You shook your head, sniffling. "It's okay, don't worry."

You felt your eyes starting to water once again, but pushed it down encase Stan was lurking around. You never intended to have an affair, let alone intend to re-rash old feelings. An old affair.

"I.. should go.. You know, Stan."

Kenny nodded, feeling his hands slipping away from yours. Before you left, Kenny called your name once more. You turned back around to see Kenny wearing that stupid grin.

"In another life, right?" Kenny called out. "I'm happy.. I'm sorry that our time was never right."

"Don't be sorry.. I'm not sorry. It was worth everything we went through.” You smiled back. "In another life.”

You watched as the crowd engulfed the blonde until he was out of sight. You turned and walked, listening to the sound of traffic, and the sound of rain on the ground. Eventually, Stan came and collected you.

You stared at the scenery of South Park as you recalled vivid memories of your star-crossed lover. A tear ran down your cheek as you pictured his crooked smile and blonde hair.

This time, You smiled.

Fini.

[southparkhcsocs]

Hello again!! Sorry if I'm overwhelming you but I just love ur blog sm

Btw I'm the anon that requested the s/o that fights whoever insults them? Yeah idk if you think named anons r cringe or if u don't like them (I'm probably gonna send you more than one request, you can tell me to stop sending you requests if you'd like, I wouldn't want to make you overwhelmed or uncomfortable)

But anyway, onto the actual ask

Could you maybe do the main 4 + butters with an s/o that is extremely touchy. Always giving hugs, holding hands, sneaky kisses, stuff like that

Anyway, keep up the good work :) (also pls tell me if u like named anons or if I'm annoying you)

Thank you for the ask and don't you worry! you are not overwhelming me at all!!

I do take anons ! not cringe at all!

I hope you like it, sorry it's not much

Stan Marsh

Okay, he's more than happy to hold your hand in public

a little kiss or hug if it's not too busy

but PDA isn't really his thing.

Soz, but he doesn't want to get ripped on by his friends

in private he's all yours

he's giddy when you cover his face with kisses

Kyle Broflovski

You think this boy was never touched before

well

at least not where you touched him

hand holding yes

kisses yes

playing with his hair

HUH??

Boy tries not to melt when you run your fingers through his hair

Kenny McCormick

Loves it

absolutely adores it

will give you just as much actually

you gonna give him a peck as you're passing by

no no no

his tongue is in your mouth before you even know it

never wants to leave your arms

Eric Cartman

This MF 😤

says he hates it

doesn't want you to touch him unless in private he says

so you stop

only giving him affection when alone

but you're not often alone

so this boy comes crying to you

"you don't love me any more!!"

"what?"

THIS MF 😤😤😤😤

Leopold "Butters" Stotch

Okay, lets be real

you would carry around this baby in your pocked all day if you could

so when ever you get the chance you just pick him up and take him with you where ever you may go.

He loves it

so much

He just loves that someone cares about him tbh

[themadsquirrel09]

Find you ☆ Chapter 1

Fandom ☆ South Park

Ship ☆ KenMan ♡ KenEric (Eric Cartman x Kenny McCormick), Clybe (Bebe StevensxClyde Donovan) and Creek (Tweek TweakxCraig Tucker). There might be some glimpses of other ships.

Characters ☆ Kenny McCormick, Eric Cartman, Kyle Broflovsky, Stan Marsh, Liane Cartman.

Rating ☆ M

Warnings ☆ Swearing, violence, fluffiness. They are aged up here. It starts when they are 14 but happens mostly when they are 18, at the last year of school. 

Summary ☆ Cartman has to move out of South Park when he is 14, but he makes a promise to Kenny before he goes away, will he keep it?

About it ☆ I wrote the first version of Find you years ago, it seems that before 2010, so yeah, it was horribly cringy to re-read, but also inspiring, so I decided to make it better, keeping the name and some stuff I like about the old version, but changing most of it and continuing where I left it. I have my own way to navigate things, if it maybe gets confusing, feel free to ask me.

☆ 636 words ☆

Love, (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Stan

“Hugin and Munin fly every day

across the Gaping Ground.

I worry that Hugin may not return,

but I am more worried about Munin.”

The colors of the sunset get mixed in the tears I can’t contain. He pulls me into a hug and I hold him close. I don't know how much time passes, I didn’t know I had so many tears for him. 

Liane’s voice breaks the moment.

“Sweetie, we should go.”

“Come on, Ken,” says Stan, placing a hand on my shoulder. I see Eric’s face, tears are falling, but he has a calm expression, then he lets out a devilish smile, grabs my hand and we run out of there.

“Let’s go to Stark's Pond!” We get there between laughs and sobs. “Stop crying, asshole, you are making me cry.”

“No, you are making me cry, Kenny!” He looks at me with clear eyes; we are so close to the pond I can see the dancing water reflected on them. I wrap him into an embrace. Why do you have to be soft?

“Don’t go.” He hugs me back and I enjoy his warmth.

“And what do I do then, live in your house? You are poor!” The laughs mitigate the tears. “For now I have to go, but I want to come back,” He holds me by the arms, with an intense gaze he promises: “I’ll find you again, ok?”

I don’t know what to reply, it is Cartman the one talking, but he seems serious about it, so I just nod. We hang out there for a while, thinking of ways to keep in touch and making plans that might never come true. After a while, a car honks at us; it is Liane. He shoots a glance of disgust at her, but his expression shifts when he turns and smiles at me.

“See you, Kenny,” Eric says sweetly, then he is gone.

�� 4 years later ☆

Since Cartman moved out it has only been the three of us, we stick together somehow. I find myself thinking about Eric in the bad times, but mostly in the good times; that’s when I really wish he was here.

I get close to the bus stop and see my friends in the distance.

“Hi, guys!”

“Hey, Kenny!”

“I thought you weren't coming,” Stan says, I shrug. 

“I don't feel like staying in the house all day long.” 

“But you are sick,” Kyle insists.

“I don't give a fuck,” I reply, smiling. He frowns. 

“Fine!… What did Cartman say?” 

“He asked if you finally got sucked by your own jewfro.” Stan chuckles and Kyle looks up at his hair busting out from a hat that he doesn't dig like the one from our childhood.

“That fucker,” He looks pissed, but then he grins. “How’s he doing?” The bus arrives and we keep talking as we step in, then I take the window's side. Eric moved to New York when we were fourteen, 4 years ago. We are far away, but it seems he has changed for good. Maybe I'm really sick if I think someone like Cartman has changed.

It is our last year of school; the same people and very unusual situations. It is South Park after all. When I was little I thought alien abductions, cosmic horrors and endless deaths were something that just happened. Sometimes I wonder why do I stay?... Karen, that’s the easy answer, but this place also feels right for me; this town where all the weirdness unfolds and I’m just part of the unexplained. 

I also have this strong hunch, like I’m waiting for something that will happen soon.

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Kyle Brofloski/Eric Cartman & Stan Marsh/Eric Cartman

/mixed feelings/ part 1/3

Summary: After Kyle breaks up with Cartman he begins to have seconds thoughts about his choices after realizing Cartman's new developed feelings for Stan

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"I'm telling you, dude. Cartman doesn't like me," Stan kept insisting after being interrogated by his best friend mid bathroom break.

He zipped up back his pants and went to the sink soaking his hands with soap and water.

"The way he looks at you, Stan, is how he used to look at me," Kyle hissed, placing a hand over his chest, "you got to believe me and be careful."

The raven boy gripped the bridge of his nose, "Okay, if and I'm just saying IF Cartman were to like me why do you care?"

Kyle mouth almost drop as he eyed Stan in disbelief by that solid question, "because.. because- it's Cartman!"

"Dude, you know I would never like him back if that's what you're worried about," his best friend commented casually as he grabbed a paper towel to dry his hands up.

"Why would I ever worry about that fat piece of shit liking someone else!" Kyle snap back defensive, cheeks were red as Santa's coat, "if I broke up with Cartman, it's because I realized sooner or later that relationship was going anywhere but to a mental clinic! I got some of my sanity back." Kyle blurted out as he paced around the bathroom, crossing his arms and facing away from Stan.

"O–Kay," said Stan nonchalantly, already done with the conversation. He walked towards the door and before he could push it open Kyle snapped, hugging him from the legs

"Please, Stan! I beg you, don't date Cartman!" He cried out pleading, burying his head in the soft fabric of his favorite grey pants covering it all with snot.

"God, alright! Jesus christ," Stan screamed baffled, as he had his arms extended up in the air not knowing what else to do.

Ofcourse Stan would never do that to Kyle, that's against all bro codes, and mostly being remotely interested in Cartman. It was actually quite offensive for his best friend to believe he even had that type of low standards.

Though, he didn't think Cartman could develop some sorta thing for him, yes, they had been hanging out more. But it's mostly due the fact of his break up with Kyle everthing was just so tense between them that they started drifting apart and hanging out separately.

"I won't ever date, Cartman," he forcefully promised, rolling his eyes by the annoying and unnecessary confrontation.

Kyle sniff, standing up and looking at him slightly more relieved, "promise?"

"Promise," Stan gestured the door, "can I go now?"

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"Do you want some of my fries, Stan?" Cartman offered by batting his eyes in a innocent manner.

Stan was left speechless, Cartman would never just offer food to anyone. He felt Kyle glare through his skin from the other table, he was already regretting sitting with Butters, Clyde and Cartman today.

He arched a brow, "What're you scheming, Cartman?"

The boy huffed, "wow, I can't be a good friend cause you think I want something in exchange? That offends me, hippie."

"I thought you wanted to be nice to Stan and see if you could go out on a date with him, Eric," Butters slipped up naively.

"Shut up, Butters!" Cartman snapped, flustered.

Okay, maybe Kyle was right after all. Stan's eyes widen in shock.

"Uh, yeah, I'm leaving," he stood up abruptly but Cartman grabbed his arm.

"Look, I really don't want to lose the only friend I have apart from Kenny," Cartman said desperately, Stan could see in his eyes that he genuinely meant that.

Stan felt pity how their group ended because of some shitty middle school romance, mostly for Cartman cause he is the most affected negatively considering they'll pick spending time with Kyle over him.

He sighed, "alright, fatboy. But just cause I'm no longer with Wendy doesn't give you the right to make moves on me or do any of your weird shit," he warned before letting go of Cartman's grip and leaving his tray on top of the trash bin being followed behind by Cartman; like some energetic puppy.

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Stan looked at the white board during class, his brows were knit together tight. On one side Kyle glare at him cautiously, on the other it was Cartman who looked at him in a dreamily manner.

This situation was gonna drive him nuts, there couldn't be a possible solution for all this could there?

Kyle was too stubborn to admit he still has feelings for Cartman, always had, he's just being stupidly in denial about. Even though he was the one to initiate things with Cartman and funny enough the one to end it after three weeks in.

Surprisingly Cartman was taking their relationship seriously, and indeed was in love with Kyle. It wasn't shocking to hear Cartman cry his guts out to Butters and Kenny about it, about how Kyle broke his heart demolishing every ounce of humanity left in him. Which was an exaggeration, but still, he understood why Cartman was so upset. He also understood what it's like to have your heart broken, so he tried comforting him in his own way at some points.

He really didn't do anything wrong, it was all Kyle's denial and acceptance. So it didn't feel wrong to blame Kyle for it, this time.

Kyle beforehand had been talking about being insecure of their relationship during the start of it all, and in the middle of said relationship was contemplating the possibilities and outcomes if it were everlasting. It's not like he didn't warn him to not worry about it too much, Kyle was always an overthinker. He reassured him that only time will tell, but that was never enough to ease Kyle's worries, ironically the only one that could calm that cloudy storm of his own crooked mind was Cartman.

Somehow even being mostly the outlet of Kyle's anger he was also the one that could mellow him down quickly when it came to random outbursts, like water to it's flame.

Would it be odd to compare Cartman to water? Not entirely, water could be anything at anytime, it's a liquid that could either be salty or sweet. It's beauty is captivating but just as it being captivating you could also drown, it can be deadly or chaotic.

Water could be rivers, oceans, ponds and even lakes.

Like a river it could be calm and fun even if that meant it could easily lure you down to a deadly trap like a waterfall, but like a lake it could trick you into having a nice time while also potentially leading you to a dangerous aftermath, like parasites or being sucked by blood drinking leaches. But, trails of water could also lead you to safety, security; when you're lost or need of guidance.

A pond with a beautiful exterior giving such a relaxing, admiring view to it all while also hiding in it's depths a possible dark secret laying around, being a perfect hideout for a corpse or dunking illegal weapons inside, potential links to countless crimes.

Let's not even talk about the ocean, so big that if you dive in too far you'll get lost, in a almost never lasting end. Waves strike you hard and is use as some barrier, a warning to not dive further.

But many never listen, diving in until it's too late to look back.

The weather constantly changing in there, so dangerous, so cold in it's nights. Yet the reflection of the moon shining against it making it all look magical. Still, we cannot live with out water. A mixture between beauty and horror.

Survival and guidance.

Calm to it's disaster.

Cartman was water to Kyle's flame.

Fire on the other side is known to be destructive, chaotic when it's spreads. But it's useful for protection, alerting, signaling help or killing parasites from raw food, keeping you warm, a comfortable outlet when used properly, help heal wounds and possible infections. Fire is a beautiful sight, the blossoming colors that'll drawn you in and want to try convincing you on putting your hand inside and take the pain just for the experience or possibly live pass it, immune; which is never a good thing.

It's beauty is a cover for the true nature that rises from flames and sparks.

People see fire as something entertaining, spiritual, some attempt to walk through a path of flaming rocks or jump pass it. To be one with fire or for mere fun.

The fact that fire is so knowingly of being destructive yet people find ways to play with it, get closer to it. Says how much it could be dismissed by it's damages. After all, fire is never to blame when it comes to the people that provoke it.

Or maybe he was just thinking too much? Now the raven boy wonders if spending much time in the literature club with Cartman was finally getting him.

He shrugged those thoughts away, trying to focus in class and ignore both his friends stares.

He clenched his hands while trying to not drift his sight on to one. He knew well enough to not get entangled between the two archrivals conflicted tension, but if felt inevitable by the position his lead in to.

He glanced at Cartman who blushed by being caught immediately looking the other way, attempting to act like he wasn't being so damn obvious on sending him mix signals of a possible crush.

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[jewbeloved]

hi, love your work! can you write for team wendy + stan and kyle comforting their male s/o after he had a nightmare

- vekays

Wendy, Stan, and Kyle comforting their s/o who had a nightmare😨☺️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

Note: Im not sure what you mean by 'Team Wendy', so I will just do Wendy alone.

Warnings: nightmares.

Gender: Male

🖤 Wendy Testaburger 📳

Calm down and take some deep breaths.

Wendy would try to calm you down first before you can tell her about the nightmare you just had.

Wendy will try everything she can to reassure you to help you know that it was just a dream and it isn't real. (If you had a nightmare of her breaking up with you or something else).

She will even play relaxing and meditation music to help ease the vibe in the room, if that helps then she will make a playlist of all the relaxing music she can put on there for you <3

If you say that you have a paralysis demon, she doesn't know how to help you on that one. But she will still try to help comfort you.

Wendy is trying, she really is. She doesn't want you to be in discomfort and lose sleep all because of the nightmares you have been having.

Please never hide your problems from her, she wants to be helpful in any way she can! She doesn't want your mental health to be affected :C🖤🖤🖤🖤

💙 Stan Marsh 🧁

He will be right there ASAP.

He is going to be sleeping over at your house until you get over your nightmares. He ain't leaving your side until you feel better. :3

Stan heard that warm milk sometimes helps someone relax before they go back to sleep, so he might get you a glass of warm milk. (If you don't want warm milk, he will get you something else!)

You have a paralyze demon? tell him specifically about what made you have it and he will try and find answers on how to help you cope with it.

Stan doesn't like sleeping with the light on, but he will let it slide. Only for you.

Definitely hugs and kisses. He'll always hold you close to him making sure no paralyze demons touch or harm his s/o.

Will explore different coping mechanisms with you to help you keep calm and manage your nightmares.

"It's okay (Name), it's just a dream. You don't have to worry about anything, your nightmares can't hurt you". Stan gives you backrubs as he pats your head while reassuring you.

Can and will stay up all night to ensure that you are well protected and have a good night sleep. 💙💙💙💙💙

💚 Kyle Broflovski 🍰

He has nightmares sometimes so he can definitely understand the situation you're going through.

He'd also volunteer to sleep with you if that will help you sleep better and feel less frightened by your nightmares.

Like Wendy, Kyle will also play some calming music. Music does help to ease the mood so he would also make a playlist for you as well!

Maybe watching some videos? Plushies? Just name anything that can help you calm down and he will get it for you!

If your nightmares involved one of your phobias, Kyle will try his best to help you cope with that fear so you don't have it again when you sleep at night.

He will cuddle you close to him if that also makes you feel better.

Nightmares are disturbing Kyle's s/o sleep! Be gone nightmares, Kyle wants his s/o to always have a good night rest without you bothering him! >:( 💚💚💚💚💚

Even on summer break, I still feel less motivated sometimes.

[pyr0x10n]

Stan Marsh x tomboy reader.

Stan, I have a feeling would love to be around someone stronger than him in many ways. He’s so vulnerable even if he bottles it up. Maybe there’s a point where this tomboy reader comforts him during a breakdown by inviting him into their house and offering him a night over. Making sure he’s mentally and emotionally okay. (Maybe even healing his physical wounds brought upon by his aggressive sister)

Extra bonus points if the reader has a little sibling and Stan taking part in caring for the little one as well to bring him some sorta joy.

Thank you sm for requesting this! It definitely does match Stan a lot! Anyways..

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Genre- mostly fluff but a bit of angst. Not much tho.<3

Stan Marsh x Tomboy! Reader

So, to start off, Stan would definitely feel safer around you, he might even open up to you. But at first he’s scared of you a bit😰

But once he decides to approach you, and you seemed quite nice! Although you still intimidated him a bit.

Honestly, if you found out about his alcohol addiction, you would give him a whole lecture about it. He wouldn’t specifically end the addiction but he will try to stop for the sake of you.

Now, when he feels down, he will most likely go to you first. And only you at this point. You might be a bit aggressive, but he knows you mean well.

One night, while he was feeling down about some things Shelley said about him, he decided to text you.

Hey, I’m not feeling very good and I need someone to talk to rn.

He’d text, and you’d answer back.

Come over.

And he would! He’d come over, and you’d be standing there, waiting for him.

“What happened.” You’d ask. “Shelley..” he’d say in a slightly sullen tone. And you’d go up to him and hug him, “shh.. it’ll be fine.. I promise you.” You brought him to the couch, where he would then just look at you and start crying, burying his head in your shoulder. You of course, reassured him so well. You would then notice a few bruises on his hand and his face. “Stan.. are these from Shelley too?” And he would nod. That alone made you pissed off so badly, but you didn’t show it. You sat him down on the couch and pulled out a first aid kit, then mending his wounds slowly. He would wince from time to time, but until you were done, you weren’t stopping. Finally when you were done, you let go and gave him a kiss on the cheek, slightly making his face heating up.

“Are you guys kissing!?” Your younger brother would ask and you faced him, your own face heating up as well.

“…”

——one shot time with the little brother cause 😈——

Introducing Stan to your younger brother wasn’t difficult, your brother was quite enthusiastic. He was very close to you, and he knew whoever you chose was going to be good as well! So, once they met, your brother instantly hugged him, bringing Stan joy. “I think he likes me!” He would whisper to you, and you’d chuckle. “Now we gotta babysit him for two days cause mom and dad are gone.” You laughed, and Stan would just pat your brother’s head. “Oh my god! Can I show you my Xbox collection?!” Your brother was a bit too enthusiastic now. But you didn’t mind, and neither did Stan, it just brought him more joy in fact. And since that day forward, every time Stan would come over, they’d play at least once or twice together.

Little brother=3rd wheeler? Nah.

Little brother=son. Yes.

——one shot ends——

Overall, Stan would be ecstatic to be with you. He is glad you are in his life, to comfort him, and to care for him. He has a bit of difficulty when it comes to relationships (due to Wendy), but you shower him with affection. He didn’t even know you could do that!

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Sorry if it’s not what you expected! It’s my first request and I’m really happy about it! Tysm for requesting, and I really hope you liked the little oneshots! (The little brother is so me😭)

<3

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Here in this labyrinth (I’m trapped) Chapter 6

WARNINGS: Transphobia Deadnaming Fighting Misgendering

“Well, I’m sorry that I’m just worried about my son getting hurt!” Sheila retaliates. “Ma, you KNOW Stan. He would never hurt me! You just want me to seem perfect and Stan to be the bad guy!” Kyle says. Sheila opens her mouth to say something but Kyle doesn’t let her get it out. He stands up from his seat at the dining table and stomps up the stairs to his bedroom.

When Kyle enters his room, he shuts the door, locks it, and lays down onto his bed. He looks at his phone and sees he got a text from Stan. “Came out to my mom as bi.” Kyle smiles and texts back. “Thats amazing! I’m guessing it went well?” Stan replies a minute later. “Yeah, she’s really supportive. It was still scary though. Was coming out to your parents as trans scary?” “Well, even when I was little I never felt like a girl. I woud cry when my parents put dresses on me LMAO. So, they weren’t too surprised when I came out at 8, then everything kinda went from there.” Kyle texts Stan, but then hears a knock on his door.

Kyle puts his phone down, but doesn’t answer the door right away. “Kyle?” Sheila’s voice says, small and calm. “Open the door, please.” He groans and unlocks the door and then walks back into his bed. She enters his room and walks to where he’s lying. “Bubbie, I’m sorry. You know how I get. I’m just worried about you.” Kyle nods as his mom pushes the hair on his forehead back. “Stan isn’t just your boyfriend. He’s also your best friend. I should know that he wouldn’t hurt you and I’m sorry.” Kyle sits up from where he is in bed, and hugs her. “It’s okay. I’m sorry I yelled at you.” Kyle says. Sheila places a kiss on his forehead before saying, “I’ll save your dinner plate for later.” And walks out of his bedroom.

Kyle goes back on his phone and messages Stan for a bit, and then goes into the bathroom to take a shower. He avoids looking at himself in the mirror at all costs, showers, and then puts his clean clothes on. He does his hair, washes his face, and then finally goes to bed.

Even though it’s only 8:45, Kyle hides under his covers, forcing himself to sleep. He was extremely tired, so he didn’t need to force it much.

The next day, Kyle wakes up to his horrible alarm again. He wishes Cartman had atleast outed him on a Friday instead of a Monday. Whatever, he had yesterday off so today is already half way through the week. Kyle yawns and gets out of his bed,

He gets ready for school as usual, and exits his house. “Hey.” Someone says as he walks out his door. He looks up and sees his boyfriend, Stan Marsh. “Hey Stan.” Kyle says, as him and Stan start to walk to the bus stop together. They don’t talk much, but they don’t need to. They’re basically one step away from reading eachother’s minds.

They arrive at the bus stop, and (thankfully) Cartman isn’t there, just Kenny. “Cartman must be too scared to show up.” Stan remarks as the three of them wait for the bus. Kyle and Kenny laugh. “He got his mommy to drive him to school.” Kenny says. “No, Dude. His mom definitely hates him now, too. He’s probably walking to school.” Kyle says matter of factly, but still with fun in his tone. “The little sh*t deserves it.” Stan says, looking at Kyle.

Suddenly the bus shows up, and the three of them climb into it. Kyle and Stan sit next to each other, and Kenny sits next to Butters. “Hiya fellas! Great to see you back, Kyle! Hope ya doing alright.” Kyle smiles. “I am, thank you Butters.” Butters really is a sweet kid, just sometimes he talks for what seems like hours on end.

The bus eventually arrives at their school, and they all go inside. “You ready to go back?” Stan asks Kyle. Kyle holds onto his hand tightly, and nods. Kyle, Stan, Kenny, and Butters enter the school.

They all walk to their lockers, preparing for the school day. “I’m going to head to the bathroom before class.” Kyle says as Stan nods, continuing to put things in his locker. Kyle walks through the hallways to the bathroom, looking down at the ground. He really doesn’t want to make eye contact with anyone. When he arrives at the bathroom door, he sees Cartman leaning on the open door on his phone.

Kyle eyerolls and walks past him, but Cartman quickly stands in front of him, blocking the entrance. “Dude, what the f*ck? Let me through.” Kyle says, anger rising. “No girls are allowed in the boys bathroom. Kylie, you should know this.” Kyle knows people heard, and are starting to watch. His deadname rings in his ears. “There’s no f*cking way I’m using the girls bathroom. I’m obviously a boy.” Kyle’s voice raises, as he tries to shimmy his way past Cartman. Stan and Kenny hear commotion around the boy’s bathroom, and go there to see what was going on. The scene unfolds in front of them. A few seconds later, Kyle stops trying to get around Cartman, and stares at him dead in the eyes.

“What do you mean ‘obviously a boy’? You have long-ish hair, long eyelashes, a girly face, and- most importantly- a GIRL BODY. You’re a F*CKING GIRL, KYLIE!” Thump.

The sound of Kyle’s fist hitting Cartman’s face. The crowd around them errupts into gasps. Cartman holds the part of his face that was hit, now red. “Goddammit, you f*cking tr*nny.” He punches Kyle with his other arm in his chest. Kyle stumbles back a bit, but quickly hits Cartman right on his temple. “F*ck. I am not gonna get beat up by some stupid girl.”Cartman says under his breath, punching Kyle in the gut, and then his face. Kyle wraps his arms around his stomach, sucking in sharp breaths through his teeth. His ribs hurt so, so bad.

Kyle goes to punch Cartman again, but feels his arms almost being locked. He just now notices Stan and Kenny holding his arms back, and Craig and Tolkien holding Cartman’s arms back. “No, please… he deserves it..” Kyle says, his voice shaking, his breaths sharp and weak. “I know, Kyle, I know.” Kenny says in Kyle’s ear as he holds him back, and they drag him away.

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