#sharon x randy

[willowisapillow]

🐉 Next Time On South Park Z 🐉

The couple of all time 💝

Here it is, the true (super belated) Valentine’s Day picture. Yet another cringe crossover absolutely nobody asked for yet I deliver because I can. Apologies if I’ve been posting way too much South Park stuff, it’s yet another franchise that I’m currently unhealthily hyper-fixated on. Enjoy some more Randy and Sharon appreciation art from me, because these two dorks are just everything to me <3

This was also made as a small tribute to Akira Toriyama, the creator of Dragon Ball after I found out that he passed away earlier this month on March 1st. Even though I’m a casual fan of the series, still makes me sad that he’s no longer and that we lost another anime/manga legend.

This whole art became a thing based on a phone call between me and one of my older brothers. We were just talking about random dumb stuff and he jokingly asked me to draw Cartman as Naruto and Kyle as Saskue (which is an art project that y’all know damn well I’ll be drawing in the future so look out for that lmao). I just started laughing to myself, but then I thought to myself, “What other anime could I cross over with South Park?” then Dragon Ball popped up in my head all of a sudden, and that’s how this cringefest came to be.

I can kinda see some connections with it, tbh. Both Goku and Randy are dumbass but funny as hell dads (they also have black hair), and both Chichi and Sharon are no-nonsense moms who are often exasperated by their hubbies’ idiotic actions, but do love them deep down and have shared some wholesome cute moments together with them. Both series also feature a lot of fighting and deaths too lol

And since it is the year of the dragon, this pic is pretty fitting :>

I thought I would take forever with this picture because a. I’m total garbage at drawing realistic-ish, non-animal guy characters, and b. I don’t draw side-view faces that much, but surprisingly it wasn’t too hard. I did get kinda lazy with the lower half of Randy’s body and didn’t draw it, but besides that, the whole art was pretty easy. Minus drawing the hands. Because Jesus tap dancing Christ, the hands took me lightyears to get right 🙃

All in all, this might be one of my favorite 2024 pieces of art I’ve drawn so far. Again, these two are special to me, and I finally got the chance to cross over some of my favorite things, cartoons and anime. Maybe I might draw Stan and Wendy as Gohan and Videl in the future as a little follow-up ^^

Also, the mental image of Randy going Super Saiyan is just the funniest shit to me, istg someone needs to make fanart, an animation, or some other sort of meme of that 💀

That’s all that I have for now. Hope you guys have a great day or night, and make sure to stay safe out there.

Farewell, Toriyama. May your memory and legacy live on 😇

#south park #south park fanart #south park art #randy marsh #randy marsh fanart #randy #sharon marsh #sharon marsh fanart #sharon #dragon ball z #dbz #dragon ball z fanart #dbz fanart #son goku #goku #goku fanart #chichi #chichi fanart #gochi #goku x chichi #randy x sharon #sharon x randy #crackhead crossover #crossover fanart #valentine's day #valentine's day 2024 #rest in peace akira toriyama #akira toriyama #appreciation art #cartoon couple

[pineappleciders]

i cantstop making these

#south park #south park shitpost #south park memes #south park fandom #stan marsh #eric cartman #kyle broflovski #craig tucker #tweek tweak #sharon marsh #randy marsh #marvin marsh #sp fandom #sp memes #sp creek #creek sp #craig x tweek #pineappleciders

[kira-broflovski]

Secret || Kyle Broflovski x Reader

note: characters are aged up to high school!! decided to add an element of social media into this one 🫣

It was an evening just like any other in the Marsh residence. However, in a moment of impulse, Randy decided to treat Sharon for a night out.

Shelly was now in charge of her younger brother and sister, Stan and Y/N. Not that either of you needed supervision considering you were in your senior year of high school. Your older sister was fully aware of this, so she just kept to herself in the living room.

She decided to reside downstairs, also knowing that you and Stan would stay in your respective rooms.

Playing all the video games he wanted with nobody to tell him to keep it down, Stan lazed about in his room and mumbled along to his gaming playlist that was blasting from his speaker. He sat back without a care in the world. Although, he was starting to get a little hungry.

Then, there was you. Cool wind was blowing in from your wide-open window, your 'love' playlist contrasting the music coming from your brother's room, as you laid on your bed and texted your boyfriend.

The boyfriend that nobody else knew about, none other than Kyle Broflovski, of course.

You had been dating Kyle for a few months now, and how you haven't been caught is a mystery to both of you.

Most of your conversations did happen over the phone for the sake of not blowing your cover, just like the conversation you were having with him right now. God forbid Stan found out about his own best friend dating his twin sister!

You mentioned your parents were out, so Kyle decided to play a risky game.

Curious, you slowly turned your head to look at the window like your boyfriend had said to do. You jumped out of surprise, not exactly expecting said boyfriend to be leaning into the window.

"Kyle?" You whisper-shouted.

"Help me in." He laughed.

You scrambled out of bed to help, not wanting him to get hurt.

Your room was at the side of the house where the garage was underneath the window, so Kyle had somehow got onto the roof and waited for you to notice him standing in your open window.

"What are you doing here?" You asked, sitting back down on your bed.

"Uh, I didn't want to wait to see you again." He shot you a sheepish smile that you couldn't stay mad at.

Shaking your head and laughing quietly, you patted the bed next to you and he immediately sat down beside you. He threw his arms around you, unable to contain his affection. You laid back, still holding Kyle in your arms, and he gladly leaned back with you, getting as close as physically possible.

Thankfully, the music playing from both your room and Stan's room was loud enough that your brother next door couldn't hear anything, nor could Shelly downstairs.

After taking a deep breath, Kyle mumbled into your neck, "this is nice."

"Yeah, it is."

Due to your relationship being a secret, moments like these were rare. But that made you both appreciate them much more.

The last time Kyle was able to sneak in was a month ago. He told his parents he would be at Stan's, which wasn't a total lie, but they didn't know Stan was out on a camping trip with his scouts group.

Everything was going well. You and Kyle just laying in each other's arms, listening to music and talking about whatever came to mind.

It seems, however, the music was a little too loud as you didn't hear Stan walking downstairs, back up, and down the hall.

"Hey, Y/N, Shelly's ordering food so— what the fuck!?" He interrupted himself when he saw a random person laying with you.

"Oh shit!" You yelped.

"Who the fuck is that?" He couldn't see who it was as Kyle's hood was up and he was facing away from the door, where Stan was stood with his arms crossed.

"Uh..." You had no idea what to say. What could you say?

Kyle slowly got off of you, still refusing to turn around and face his best friend. This was not how either of you were expecting your relationship to be found out.

"Well?" Stan stepped closer.

Knowing there was no getting out of it, Kyle slowly turned around and looked at him.

"Kyle!?"

"Now, Stan, listen—" you started.

"Listen? What the fuck is going on here?" Your brother exploded. "Guys, I'm not fucking stupid, so don't treat me like I am."

"We never said you were," Kyle mumbled.

If looks could kill, Kyle would be dead where he sat.

"Of all people, you decided to date my best friend?"

"Stan."

"How long have the both of you been doing all this behind my back?"

"Stan!"

"Answer my question, Y/N."

"A few months." You mumbled.

"Months!?" He yelled out of disbelief, feeling like he had been betrayed by two of the closest people in his life. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Listen! For once, just fucking listen." You got up and stood in front of him, getting fed up of his shouting.

Kyle stared at the floor and played with his hands nervously.

"Neither of us can control who we like, alright? And we just so happen to like each other. We knew you'd try to stop us, so we kept it from you and have been dating in secret." You stated calmly. "He treats me so fucking well and makes me feel like nobody ever has in my life, so excuse me for wanting what's best for me, Stan."

"But my best friend? Really?"

In reality, he had no idea what else to say. He knew you were right as he knows you've been happier the past few months.

"Hey, I didn't say shit when you started dating Wendy!" Now it was your turn to get mad.

Your brother stared back and forth at the two of you in disbelief, trying to find something to say. "Just wait until mom and dad find out about this."

You simply rolled your eyes in response, and Stan turned to Kyle.

"I'll tell your fucking parents as well, about how you've secretly been dating my sister. I'm sure they'll love that!" He pointed a finger deep into Kyle's chest, before turning around and storming out, slamming the door on his way out.

A couple minutes of uncomfortable silence passed before Kyle peeped up. "That could've gone a lot better..."

"Tell me about it." You sat back down and grabbed your phone.

"What are you doing?"

"Texting Shelly what we want to eat."

#kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski #south park #south park x reader #south park x y/n #south park boys #stan marsh #shelly marsh #randy marsh #sharon marsh

[augustrambles]

RANDY MARSH PLEASE, JUST ANYTHING, THERES NO RANDY CONTENT

a/n: i wanna moan his name until my throat is dry HES SO... (i have a dad i promise) THE LACK OF RANDY CONTENT IS DEPRESSING.

randy marsh x parent!reader hcs! [fluff]

if randy divorced sharon and got with you

he would 100% smoke and drink with you. even if you didn't, staying by his side while he gets high makes him love you sm.

stan would defs prefer you over randy, tells you all the secrets and asks u for advice, except for puberty stuff

you and sharon would still get along well, i can imagine girl nights with you and sharon

shelly would trust you.. a little.. speaks to you with less respect than anyone (if thats possible)

randy would let stanley go to one of the others boy's house just to spend time with you.. cough cough sex cough

he would totally cuddle at night. like he would hug you as if u were some plushie to him

i can imagine him letting stan and shelly stay at home, with a babysitter if hes feeling responsible, to go out to party

you guys would go with the kids at a mcdonalds drive through at 3am. that situation is just so canon w you and randy.

when the power goes out, you guys would play board games together, if the powers back on, and the games not yet done, he will stay

mostly cuz if he doesnt youll be mad at him

if you ever made breakfast, lunch or dinner, while ur cooking he would come from behind and grab ur chest i mean ur waist!!

no but fr i totally see him as a tit person, ass is wonderful though 🙏

his ass is also good too.

he would tots talk to his coworkers about you

HE WOULD GO TO SPORTS GAME WITH YOU. YOU GUYS WOULD JS BE CHEERING FOR UR TEAM!!

he literally can go from the most depressed poo to the happiwst person with you

hes just a silly lil man who loves you

babygirl material

#randy marsh #sharon marsh #sp stan #stan marsh #randy marsh x reader #sp randy #south park x y/n #south park x reader #south park #shelly marsh

[scooperdupertmblr]

i finished breaking bad a couple days ago and have been losing my mind so i did what any rational thinker does and made a breaking bad south park au. maybe ill draw more of this idk

#sp kenny #south park #south park fanart #kenny mccormick #sp #sp fanart #south park kenny #sp randy #south park randy #randy marsh #sp sharon #south park sharon #sharon marsh #sp wendy #south park wendy #wendy testaburger #sp kendy #kenny x wendy #wendy x kenny

[lovelybunn]

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pairing: stan marsh & best friend!reader

synopsis: wendy left poor STAN MARSH for the official and final time, and he was devastated about it. depression hit him like a bus, until by some miracle, you showed up, and practically saved his life. a friend like you was just what stan had needed for quite a while, but what if he wanted more?

word count: 1.9k

warning(s): depression, of prns she/her, fem!reader, swearing, slight mentions of misogyny, jealousy, mutual pining, angst, blood, vomiting, alcoholism

YOU HAD sent Stan one message since that morning’s incident. At first, he didn’t want to check it at all, just seeing your contact name on his phone made his heart ache. Although, after about five minutes, he finally clicked on the notification.

𝗁𝖾𝗒𝗒𝗒𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇! 𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖽? 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗎 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗆𝖺𝗇!

1:11 𝖯𝖬

Stan stared blankly at his phone for quite a while. Why would you still wanna hang out with him after he, quoting your own words, “ghosted you since you moved”? It didn’t help that you were the girl that Cartman created a fake chat with to mess with Wendy’s head. It was Stan’s mistake for thinking it was good idea to not have a password for his phone and leaving it out in the open for anyone to take. He typed, deleted, and retyped many messages to reply to yours, some more passive aggressive than others while some just sounded straight pitiful. Stan settled with a casual response.

𝗇𝖺𝗁. 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗍 4?

2:48 𝖯𝖬

You replied instantly.

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍! 😊 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄, 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖺 ❤

2:48 𝖯𝖬

Stan tilted his head to the side and raised his brow. He wondered why you added a heart at the end of your text. Were you lowkey trying to flirt with him? He waved the thought away and turned his phone face down on his desk. He stretched in his chair, a loud and somewhat dramatic yawn filled the silence in his room.

His back slouched as he opened a tab to check his grades. There were already over twenty untouched tabs open, but Stan didn't bother to close them. Once he logged in, he clicked on the icon called "Gradebook". The thing that was revealed to him was quite pathetic. He was failing most of his classes, with Baseball and Spanish being the only exceptions. What's worse is that they weren't "barely passing" grades, they were full blown bombing. He literally had a twenty-eight in Algebra.

Stan bit hard into the right side of his cheek while quickly closing out the tab. "Shit…" He muttered; his fingers ran anxiously through the dark roots of his hair. Stan had been skipping a few classes over the school year, some just involving him being knocked out in the corner of the classroom while others were him spending time drinking alone. Even before Wendy permanently broke up with him, joy and motivation lacked heavily in Stan's life.

Stan couldn't remember how many times he had told himself, "Ah, I'll do it later." He had over thirty missing assignments across all of his courses. It was just so hard to even think about sitting at his desk to try and catch up on his work. Pulling out the paper is one thing, but actually being able to process what's on it is a completely different thing. He was just glad to have a friend as smart as Kyle Broflovski.

Kyle and Stan would FaceTime each other often over school related things, Kyle always impatiently saying, "What is it this time, Marsh?" Stan knew at some point Kyle would stop saving his ass, but again, he was happy to know that one person hadn't given up on him yet. The consequences of his actions, or lack thereof, would come crawling to bite him back in the ass eventually.

Stan grabbed his phone off his desk and slid onto his mattress with little to no interest. He didn't have any social media, only a few pointless mobile games and an app to help track how long you've been sober, which he hasn't used since summer of last year. Out of curiosity, he clicked on the icon. When the app opened, the words "Congratulations! You are 3 months sober!" welcomed him with huge, bold letters. Underneath that text in tinier font read, "Last logged on June 16th." That alone made Stan want to hurl. He gripped on his stomach, swallowing hard to force down the vomit threatening to escape his throat.

He remembered exactly why he downloaded that app. He and Wendy had gotten into an argument over his drinking, of course. Just to make her happy he downloaded the app, promising her that would actually try and use it.

He desperately wanted to change, for Wendy. But he couldn't. After three months, the craving had taken control of his actions. In the middle of night, while Wendy was sound asleep beside him in his own bed, Stan had ran down the stairs, dragging out every bit of alcohol that his parents stored in the fridge. He chugged all of it down until he felt sick. He had painfully thrown up all night.

Stan had come to realize that so many people have tried to fix him, but not ever had he tried to fix himself. "Maybe I'm just beyond fixing." Stan exclaimed, laughing weakly. He rested his phone on his chest and closed his eyes. Taking in a deep breath, he thought to himself, "Sometimes I wonder why anyone puts up with me." Soon, a gentle knock tapped against his door. "Hey, sweetie… Can you please open the door, your father and I would like to talk to you." The bridge of Stan's nose wrinkled as he stared at nothing in particular. With furrowed brows, he slurred, "Yeah, in a sec Mom."

He lazily dragged himself off his bed and trudged toward his room's door. With a meek turn of it's handle, the door creaked open, revealing two very disconcerted looking parents. Sharon and Randy just stared at Stan with eyes filled with worry. Stan raised a brow, "What is it? You said you wanted to talk to me about something." Sharon opened her mouth to speak, but she paused, not being able to find the right words.

Randy took the lead and made a hesitant step into Stan's room, "It's about your grades—" Stan frowned deeply. He knew this was coming. Then Randy quickly shook his head, re-wording himself. "No, this is about you." Sharon had finally joined in with her husband, the two hand-in-hand. They made some sort of weary eye contact before Randy had a shaky sigh. "Something's going on with you, son. We're worried about you, Stanley."

He wanted to tell them, he really did. But lying was just so much easier. He put on his best fake smile and chuckled, "What? Everything's okay with me, Mom and Dad." Sharon crossed her arms in disbelief. "Are you sure? That 'Wendy' girl seemed to make you happier than I've seen you in a while." Stan tried to form another narrative, but his father was not buying it. "Oh come on, Stan. Your grades have been slipping even before the two of you broke up. There has to be more going on under the surface."

Sharon gently placed a hand on Stan's shoulder. "Do you want to go back to rehab, my love?" Stan cringed very hard at the thought. He quickly turned away from his parents. "I already told you, nothing's wrong with me. You can go now." Stan's voice raised. The room then went deadly silent. In the corner of his eye, Stan could see his father grip the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "Fine. But please try and actually do your work." Randy said, a sting in his tone. Stan's parents quietly left his room, his mother closing the door behind her. Stan slowly fell on his back, yet again staring at his ceiling.

ㅤ

"He's so fucking stubburn!"

"Randy, you know for a fact that he's in a hard place right now. Wendy meant the world to him!"

"That dumbass girl was never the problem, he's been like this since he was eight! He's been the problem since day one!"

"You're not gonna seriously look at me in my face and tell me that you didn't introduce him to that horrible monster of a drug! All it's ever done is ruin this fucking family, and it hasn’t gotten any better, it's gotten worse!"

ㅤ

His parents' loud screams were subdued to the sound of the familiar tune of FaceTime. Stan checked his phone to see who was trying to call him. The contact name said "#1 bestest homie🍀", who was Kyle. He answered within the third beep. "Hey." Stan muttered dryly. He could subtly hear the shuffling of some kind of equipment, but Kyle was behind a plain old white wall. "What's up, Stan? You look kinda… miserable. Is right now a bad time?" Stan shook his head and shifted his weight onto his stomach, "Nah, you're fine, dude. I'm just tired. What's all that noise in the background?"

Kyle's eyes suddenly widened and his mouth flew agape in shock. "Do you seriously not remember, Stan?" Stan looked around his bedroom awkwardly. "Wha– What are you talking about? What am I supposed to remember?" Kyle aggressively face-palmed, shaking his head. Stan was dumbfounded. Kyle scowled at him. "We have a show Sunday night, jackass! How'd you forget? We've been planning for this for months now!" Stan slowly placed his hand on his forehead. 'You have got to be shitting me right now…'

Kyle raised a sharp eyebrow at Stan, somehow making Stan flinch a bit. "I was calling you to see if you were ready to rehearse, but you seem to have your mind elsewhere." Impulsively, Stan spat back, "So you're telling me that I didn't see what happened that day?" Kyle's pupils dilated with frustration. "Stan, nobody's saying you did or didn't see anything. Plus, I was trying to be there for you then. The only person you should truly be throwing shade at is that dickhead, Cartman." He hissed.

Stan sat up quickly and sighed. "God, I know man. I'm sorry, it just slipped out. The whole (Name) and Wendy thing has been keeping my head spinnin'." Kyle frowned sympathetically, his thick ginger brows furrowed on his distressed face. "It's okay, you don't have to come if you're not ready, Stan." Stan looked away from the camera for a second and bit his lip. "What is it, dude?" Kyle asked, the camera angle shifted toward what looked like a door.

"Well…" Stan was a little embarrassed to say it, but he swallowed his pride. "Speaking of (Name), she kinda… y'know–" He cleared his throat, his friend patiently waiting for him to finish his sentence. "She… she asked to hang out. Alone." Kyle chuckled, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. "I think that's called a date, Stan." Stan's cheeks quickly flushed as he practically yelled defensively, "She didn't– Well, she did technically call it that, but that's not the point!"

Kyle rolled his eyes playfully. "What about you invite (Name) to our concert on Sunday? I bet she'd love to come!" He winked. Stan contemplated the decision. "Maybe…" He hummed, brain gears turning. "Yeah, sure! I'll get her front row tickets and everything! You're a genius, Kyle!" Kyle smiled. "That means you're going to practice, right?" Stan gave one quick nod of his head. "Great, see you then, Stan. Good luck."

#stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #south park #south park fanfiction #south park x reader #south park x you #high school au #angst #randy marsh #sharon marsh #kyle broflovski #eric cartman

[nabasart]

South park parents art (including some pizza shack Era Gerry and Stuart)

#south park #gerald broflovski #stuart mccormick #stuart x gerald #randy marsh #sharon marsh #Stephen stotch #nabasart #tumblr is going to destroy the quality so click for better quality #also if you know the origin of the sharon n randy piece ily

[9h05t-f4c3]

Randy: Sharon am I hot enough to be a slut 👉👈🥺 ??

Sharon: …..what the fu-

— Later —

Randy, in a mini skirt and crop top: so you come here often?

Gerald: Randy what are you doing in my house

#this came to me in a dream #i’m not sorry #randy marsh #sharon marsh #gerald broflovski #randy x gerald #gerald x randy #Kaz shut the up

[jade-gamer]

Teenegers cartoon

#Dave #dave the barbarian #Sharon #brace face #randy cunnigham #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #kim possible #Dan #Package from planet X #leonardo #tmnt 2012 #marinette #ladybug fanart #ben 10 omniverse #crosovers #cartoon universe

[losertownz]

Randy's not much of a whore though he's surprisingly quite faithful to Sharon, but did anyone else think Randy and Liane were about to fuck in that one episode?

.

#south park #south park confession #randy marsh #sharon marsh #sp sharon #sp randy #sp liane #liane cartman #new rarepair just dropped #randy x liane

[tissjustaphase]

So cringe who would be simping for this pathetic man

#i love sharon but I love her husband more #oc x canon #randy marsh #south park #sp fanart #fanart #south park randy #doodle #drawing #sketch #sketchy sketch #oc #oc art

[kira-broflovski]

Not So Secret || Kyle Broflovski x Reader

note: this is a follow up to this fic!! (characters are in high school)

"What'd they say?" Kyle asked, sitting on your bed while you stood in the middle of your room.

"We're gonna talk about it in the morning." You sighed out of relief.

"At least it wasn't a bad reaction."

"Very true."

You sat down next to your boyfriend and rested your head on his shoulder, finally being able to rest after Stan had walked in on you and Kyle cuddling. He was bound to tell the rest of the guys soon, so you enjoyed your peace while it lasted.

Twenty or so minutes went by, and you heard a quiet knock on the door before it was opened and your older sister, Shelly, walked in.

"Here's your guys' food." She said, setting the boxes down on the end of your bed.

"Thanks."

"Thank you." Kyle mumbled out quickly.

"Hey, don't worry about Stan, alright?" Her statement was directed towards the both of you. "He's just not over the shock, and he's protective over the both of you. Y/N being his twin, and Kyle being his best friend. He probably feels lied to or whatever. It'll be fine tomorrow, trust me."

"Oh, uh, thanks Shelly." Kyle smiled, refusing to look up at her.

"Much appreciated," you laughed softly and briefly, knowing she was right.

"Enjoy your food." With that, she turned around and left.

You and Kyle spent all night in your room, enjoying each other's presence doing absolutely anything: watching films, dancing around to music, talking. The list goes on.

Night quickly came around, so you asked if Kyle wanted to stay over for the night. Of course, he couldn't pass up the opportunity.

He quickly texted his parents he was going to be at Stan's for the night, which wasn't a total lie, before setting his phone down and refocusing all of his attention on you.

Eventually, after your night routine and finding big enough clothes for Kyle, you fell asleep in each other's arms.

Your parents had returned quite late, likely on purpose so Stan wouldn't shout at them as soon as they got in. But now, they sat in the living room, watching the morning news and eating breakfast, preparing for the conversation that needed to happen between you, Stan, and Kyle.

This should be fun.

Kyle was the first to wake up. He didn't want to wake you yet, so he stayed comfortably in your bed with his arms draped over you, enjoying your warmth. He found himself staring at you for ages. How could someone be so beautiful despite being asleep?

Stan was next to wake up. It took him a few minutes before coming to his senses, and to remember last night's outrage. Immediately, he got up and everything he did was harsh. How did he not notice you and Kyle had been dating for so long now?

Shelly was already awake, but she decided to stay in her room for now. To stay out of the way. Like she said last night, it wasn't her problem. How would mom and dad react?

Then, there was you. You slowly opened your eyes to see Kyle already staring at you like a lovesick puppy. How long had he been awake?

"Kyle?" Your voice was quiet and raspy.

"Ah, good morning Y/N." His smile widened when he realised you were actually awake.

"Morning." You said before resting your head against his chest. "You ready for today?" Your words were muffled by his chest, but he still heard you.

"As I'll ever be."

The two of you took your time getting ready, knowing the conversation needed to happen anyways. Especially after Stan's little tantrum last night.

You noticed Kyle took more time than he usually did getting ready.

"You'll be fine, babe." You smiled and walked over to where he stood in front of your mirror.

"How do you know?" He stared at himself, nit-picking every detail.

"They already like you as Stan's responsible best friend." You began. "I don't see why they wouldn't like you as my gentleman of a boyfriend."

"I guess that's true."

"It'll be fine. C'mon." You took his hand in yours and walked out of your room, making your way downstairs to the living room.

Unfortunately, your brother was the first to notice the two of you. "Are you kidding me!?"

"Don't start, Stanley." Your mother warned.

"Have a seat." Your father turned towards the two of you and motioned at the other couch, where Stan sat.

You sat down carefully next to him while Kyle sat on your other side.

"Listen, Y/N." Sharon started. "You know we try to be honest in this household, and that honesty builds trust. We aren't exactly happy you kept this relationship from us—"

"Told you guys." Stan folded his arms. He was still fuming.

"Stan." Your mother warned again, simply getting an eyeroll as a response.

"Anyways. Like I said, we aren't happy you kept it from us. However, we know Kyle, and out of anyone you could have chosen, he seems to be the best for you."

"Even though he's my best friend."

"We've noticed you've been happier these past few months," Randy added, choosing to ignore Stan's mutter.

"Exactly." Sharon nodded.

"On top of that, we know you're still doing well in school and have even seen some improvements. So we're letting it slide and even giving you guys our blessing." Randy continued. His pride shined through his words.

"You're still our little girl to us, and we want you to do well and still be happy."

"I am happy."

"Good." Your mom smiled, trying not to get sentimental.

"Although, we will have to kick your ass if you hurt her, Kyle. As much as we like you." Your dad commented, half-joking.

"I know, sir." Kyle piped up.

"Man, fuck this." Stan couldn't help but feel angry still, but more angry at himself rather than you or Kyle now.

He stood up and stormed out the front door. He needed to talk to someone, literally anyone, that would understand.

Your parents both shook their head before turning back towards you and Kyle.

"Welcome to the family, Kyle."

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PLS GUYS SEND ME REQUESTS ILL DO ANYTHING. I SWEARR I HAVE ZERO CREATIVITY RN. ILL DO ONESHOTS, SMUT, HEADCANONS, ANYTHINGG PLSSPLS 🙏

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Little things with Stan Marsh♡

Stan x gn!reader

Warning: alcohol mentions and drunk Stan but other than that just some good old fluff

A/N: Stan is such a loser I love him <3 (He’s so relatable too)

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- Absolutely threw up on you on your first few dates (thought you hated him after and you had to spend like an hour reassuring him that you didn’t)

- Reassurance is something he needs a lot of he always feels like you could do better than him :(((

- One time he showed up drunk to your house and you had to take care of him

- He was so clingy it was really cute

- He drunkenly told you how much he loved you and every

- He was so embarrassed when you told him the next day

- After that he almost never lets you see him drunk

- Did NOT want you to meet his family (specifically his dad)

- When you did he was probably mortified because Randy was doing so dumb shit

- He didn’t mind you meeting Shelly and Sharon thought

- Has written soooo many songs about you (his friends make fun of him for being cheesy)

- He’s played some to you but most of them he just keeps secret

- He absolutely loves seeing you at his concerts!!!

- And if you’re wearing his merch?? Oh he melts

- Whenever he’s stressed he likes just laying between your thighs ( 9/10 he’ll fall asleep)

- This man does not take care of himself so you sometimes force him to do skincare with you

- He’s confused the whole time, “Y/N didn’t we do a mask already” “Yeah but this one is for under your eyes” “What’s the difference between under my eyes and the rest of my face??”

- Terrible at texting (canon) but will always respond instantly when you call or FaceTime

- Loves to steal kisses from you especially in public

- Most of your dates are just hanging out at home and watching movies or playing video games

- Stan gets jealous very easily but won’t really do anything except mope around (some kisses and words of affirmation make him feel better real quick though)

- He’s so in love with you 💗

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pairing: stan marsh & best friend!reader

synopsis: wendy left poor STAN MARSH for the official and final time, and he was devastated about it. depression hit him like a bus, until by some miracle, you showed up, and practically saved his life. a friend like you was just what stan had needed for quite a while, but what if he wanted more?

word count: 1.7k

warning(s): depression, of prns she/her, fem!reader, swearing, slight mentions of misogyny, jealousy, mutual pining, angst, blood, vomiting, alcoholism

THE LOUD ringing of Stan's alarm clock rudely woke him from his slumber. The pounding ache against his temples caused Stan to groan, "I couldn't have drank that much..." Stan sluggishly sat up from his bed and checked his phone on the nightstand. 6:25. "Shit! I overslept!" He flew off his bed and rummaged through his drawers, picking out some jeans a t-shirt, disregarding whether any of it matched. Stan slid his shoes on and headed out the bedroom door, treading towards the bathroom.

It was locked, so Stan knocked twice. "What do you want, turd? I'm trying to poop here!" Shelly screamed from the other side. "TMI much?" Stan muttered. "Sis, can you please hurry up? I'm gonna be late to the bus." Shelly huffed in frustration. "No! It's not my fault that you slept through all twelve of your alarms. Maybe if you didn't laugh your guts out on the phone with that random girl last night, you wouldn't be so tired." Stan squeezed the bridge of his nose. The headache got worst with his irritation.

"Shelly, can you at least give me the toothpaste and my toothbrush? I promise I'll leave you alone if you do." Stan heard an agitated "Fine!" before both items were chucked at his face. "Thanks." He said halfheartedly, rushing downstairs to brush his teeth in the kitchen sink.

Stan squeezed out an excessive amount of paste onto his toothbrush. He turned on the tap and started scrubbing at a fast pace. His gums bled, but Stan could have cared less. His dad walked in from the living room, draped in nothing but his underwear and a robe, a steaming cup of coffee held delicately in his hands.

"Morning, son." Randy slurred, extremely relaxed. Stan raised his eyebrow in mild concern. "Morning, Dad. You sound pretty good this morning." Randy belched, then rested his arm on the counter. He took another huge swig of his coffee. "Mhm. I put some bourbon into my coffee this morning, best decision ever. Don't tell your mom, though." Stan's father hummed, Stan stared at him. "Dad, isn't coffee a stimulant? I don't think your supposed to mix drugs together." Randy scowled hard at Stan. "Oh, shut the fuck up, Stanley! You can't tell me what to do, that's my job!" Stan shrugged and walked out of the kitchen, his fingers tried to detangle the mess that was his hair.

Stan ran back upstairs to his room; midway, he face-planted straight into his mother. Sharon spun on her heels to face him. Stan looked down, face flushed with embarrassment. "Stanley? Honey, what are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be on the bus by now?" His body sunk deeper, his back slouched. "I slept in. I'm sorry." Sharon touched Stan's shoulder gently, which made him look back up at her. "It's okay, sweet-pea. Shelly told me about you and Wendy, that must've been hard on you. I'll take you to school, just hurry up and finish getting ready, I'd hate for you to miss the bus and be late for school." He thanked his mom for her hospitality did exactly what she told him to.

The moment Stan made it inside the school, he checked his phone. The clock read "7:04" but his battery percentage read "12%". Some of his notifications were of Kyle spam texting him wondering where he was with a few extra messages of Cartman being the usual dick he always is. He cleared all of them, casually walking toward their spot. The gang wasn't sitting there, but some familiar faces were.

Stan took out two painkillers and swallowed both down his throat dryly. "Hey, Craig, Tweek. Why is there basically no-one in here?" The couple exchanged a look Stan couldn't quite read; Craig replied. "Kyle and Eric are fighting outside." "It was stressing me out, so we decided to stay in here." Tweek added, his hands shook uncontrollablly. Craig stroked his boyfriends back in a comforting manner and nodded. "Yeah, you should should go stop them before it escalates any further." Stan stared at them with a look of pure worry stuck on his face. After a small moment he glanced away and treaded toward the outside exit.

Someone came walking through the door, but Stan shoved them out of the way to get closer to his friends. The person shoved him back and he turned around, ready to cuss someone out before he realized who it was. "Kenny? Dude, what are you doing? Aren't you gonna try and stop those two idiots?" Kenny flashed his teeth at Stan in response, pointing at the newly found injury. Two of his upper ones were loose and bleeding. Stan glared downward and shook his head. "Shit.." He glanced back up and questioned, "What happened, man?" Kenny sighed, licking off the excess blood off his gums. "I tried to pull Kyle away from Cartman, but he just elbowed me in the face. I was gonna go get a teacher to finally end all this, before you came along."

Stan rolled his eyes and pushed the door open to the grassy area of the school. A large circle of students crowded around Eric and Kyle, both of them pretty beaten up already. Cartman had an extremely dark black eye on his left lid while Kyle's nose kept spilling out nasty chunks of blood. Kenny dug his nails into Stan's arm. Stan side-eyed him. "What? Don't be a snitch Kenny. Just let me do what I need to do. I'll finish whatever the fuck is going on, I promise." Kenny loosened his grip and hissed in Stan's ear. "Fine. But trust me, Stan, it's not gonna work. They've been doing this shit since we got here." Stan yanked his arm away and pushed through the crowd, giving a dirty look to anyone who tried to get in his way.

As Stan inched closer into the middle of the circle, He stood on his tip-toes to see all that was going on. He shut his eyes as Kyle took a heavy blow against his ribs. He didn't think Cartman could fight, but after all these years, maybe he's taught himself to be better just to spite Kyle.

A guy in the crowd yelled a greeting Stan's way; he whipped his head toward them. "Hey Stan, my man! How's it like knowing your girlfriend broke up with you because-" Clyde started. Stan jerked at his collar and forced him to look up at him mid-sentence. "How the fuck do you know that? Who told you?" Stan ignored the surrounding stares as he pulled Clyde closer to his face, red hot with anger. "Kyle said it at the beginning of the fight." Clyde cowered, his hands shaking in fear up in the air as a sign of surrender. Stan scoffed and dropped Clyde, the poor jock falling miserably to the ground. Stan kicked the boy out of the way and marched further into the circle. It didn't take him long to make it to the very front, but when he did, the sight was devastating.

"Do you realize how absolutely fucked up that was? How could you do something like that to him? Do you even care? Or are you too much of a self-absorbed piece of shit?" Kyle spat; sweat dripped down his forehead. Cartman groaned in annoyance and ran his fat fingers through his hair. "Oh my god, you're still going on with that? If anything, I'm doing him a favor. You saw how controlling she was." Kyle shook his head back and forth in an antsy manner before screeching at the top of his lungs, "Controlling?!" Stan leaned into the crowd, he bit his lip so hard it started to bleed. "You're the biggest control freak out here, Cartman!" Kyle blew many reckless punches at Cartman. He desperately tried to block all of them, but the poor guy ended up even more bruised up than before. Kyle was trying to kill Cartman at this point. Stan couldn't bear to watch anymore.

Stan marched in between the two and pushed them off each other. The crowd screamed words that were unintelligible to Stan. "Stop!" Stan yelled, his stern voice echoing through the small outdoor space. Cartman and Kyle froze, dumbfounded. The people surrounding booed and criticized Stan for "ruining the fight". Luckily, the crowd died down due to the roaring of the homeroom bell, which caused most of them to scurry back into the building.

Stan sighed, exchanging a disappointed look across from Kyle and Cartman. "Guys.." Kyle reached over and touched Stan's shoulder, his thick ginger brows furrowed in distress. "Stan, I'm so sorry-" Cartman rudely interrupted him to add, "Yeah, you should be. How could you go through your own best friend's phone and pretend to be some random chick he used to know to convince his girlfriend that he was cheating on her?" Stan tilted his head at Kyle. His frown deepened. "What is he talking about?" Kyle grabbed Stan's hands and squeezed them tight in his own. "Don't listen to Cartman. He's the dickhead who did all that. He created fake texts and everything." Stan gulped down his spit deeply. Now he really wished that those pain killers worked emotionally too.

"So that's why she left me." Stan croaked. His fingers curled into a tight fist. "Oh come on, Stan! It was gonna happen eventually! At least she didn't let you down too hard!" Cartman exclaimed behind him, his hand patted at Stan's stiff back. "Shut up, fatass!" Kyle snapped. Stan slowly turned his head towards Cartman. "You've went too far. Just... leave." Cartman stared at Stan up and down before shrugging. He walked back in without a second thought.

The moment everyone else left as well, Stan wrapped his arms around Kyle, his fingers digging deep into the other boy's shirt sleeves. Stan buried his head into the crook of Kyle's neck. "God fucking damnnit..." Kyle patted Stan's back more gently than Cartman, "Dude, it's not your fault. Things will get better, I promise." Stan nodded, swallowing the vomit threatening to escape his throat. He coughed, "Who was she?"

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Stan Marsh Headcanons!

[sfw+nsfw] {fem reader}

he loves to watch you not in a weird way but will admire you as you do tasks

loves to drive around with you and listen to music

you guys smoke once and awhile

helped him get sober from alcohol

it was hard for him to get used to you and Eric being good friends

he hated Eric even more for a couple months

he loves too see you in your cheerleading uniform he thinks your so cute in it

Wendy was a bit jealous at first when you guys got together but eventually let it go

he loves when you wear skin tight clothes he loves your figure

always draws on your hand when he is bored

shows you new music all the time

at Kyle’s basketball games you guys are always the loudest in the student section

works out with you

loves when you play with his hair and style it

always walks around with his arm over your shoulder

prefers texting over calling because he can say whatever he wants without being too embarrassed

His parents love you!

Shelly was surprised that he bagged you but she thinks your cool asf and you guys hang out whenever Stan can’t

Randy always tries to hang out with you guys

Sharon literally adores you, she is so happy your in Stans life

family dinners on Friday every week

Randy always talks about the weed farm to you because your only the person that kinda listens to him

his love language is quality time

it took him a while to open up to you but when he did he couldn’t be more in love

has bad abandonment issues

is scared of love after what happened with Wendy

PDA is ok only a peck on the lips and a hug

loves when you play with his hair

not really a jealous person unless they are intentionally hitting on you

he really likes to spoon, usually he is big spoon

loves how you laugh it’s music to his ears

likes to be read too

finds it so cute when you wear his beanie

he really likes to brush your hair, he doesn’t really know why but he finds it so relaxing

always gets nervous when you come to his football games, he wants to impress you

his football pads always smell bad and he intentionally leaves them in your car too tick you off🙃

grazes his finger over your lips before you guys kiss

holds you by the waist while walking

during the summer you and Stan have dates at Starks pond and swim

you gave him a stick and poke, it was a smiley face

makes you watch his shows

he only listens to your constructive criticism

loves when toy make him friendship bracelets will wear them all the time

always drinks out of your water bottle at school

takes you too school and drops you off at your house after

looks into your eyes

tries his best to complement you everyday

copies your homework

has a drawer full of your clothes

you guys have a stuffed animal baby

Eric tried to kill your baby

“ERIC I SWEAR TO GOD GIVE HIM BACK!”

“SCREW YOU”

likes country music but just a bit

always holds your hand, usually holds your hand under the desks at school

NSFW!!

adores lingerie on you, loves how perfect your body is

he slowly takes it off to tease you

loves giving you hickies, usually he does on your boobs and thighs

music in the background always

mostly dominant, he loves when you take over and ride him

7 inches

he has a beautiful body, he has a 6 pack but it’s not that prominent

has a sleeper build low key

daddy long legs literally

he also asked Kenny for advice

his fingers are really long so yk what’s up

his hair always falls into his face during s*x

edges you until your brain is mush

low key a head pusher

one of his kinks is womb flooding but he doesn’t want to get you pregnant yet

gags and blindfolds are one of his favorites

loves it when you sit on his face

total ass guy will never stop touching it

loves when you beg too cum

doggy style is his favorite position because he can see your ass recoil when he slams into you

holds your hands behind your back

if your in missionary he will take your legs over his shoulders so he can go deeper

he will mostly make eye contact with you or he will be looking at his dick going in and out of you

he doesn’t moan that loud but he does grunt a lot

16 minutes usually

he mostly likes just one round or if you go for round 2 it would have to be spaced out, he gets tired quick

kisses you everywhere

if you didn’t cum the when you guys had sex he will go down on you

loves to use a vibrator on you

slaps your ass so hard it leaves bruises

doesn’t really have much girth but his length makes up for it

“your such a good slut for me”

“only i can fuck you like this, no one else. your all mine”

“so wet for me already, little slut”

“such a pretty slut, just for me”

i think you get it that he likes to degrade you a little

mirror sex is also one of his favorites, he loves too see your face when you cum all over his cock

aftercare was hard to understand at fist but he picked it up quick

kisses your face so much

he offers to take a bath with you after so your all clean

washes your body

dresses you after if you want your clothes back on

gets you a glass of water always and a granola bar

plays with your hair until you fall asleep he wants you too rest

“i love you so much baby nothing will change that”

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