#South Park fluff

[oniikabuto]

one bed!

-- sfw --

characters: kyle broflovski, kenny mccormick, stan marsh, eric cartman

a/n: i did this for a different fandom like a year ago. i love the one bed trope i just had to write a new one for south park....,,, lmk if you want part 2

notes: fluff yayyy; gn reader; characters have a fat crush on you live laugh mutual pining;

guys requests are very much open rigjt now pleasseeeekksflkdfnkjs

— ⛧ k. broflovski

sweetest guy. he doesn't want to take your bed, but you insist.

he also hangs his jacket on the door and keeps his hat neatly on your desk... which is kinda funny and cute that he tries so hard to be neat

freezes up and goes red when you slide into the bed next to him. poor boy is about to melt.

"dude why are you so sweaty are you okay"

"huh- what? yeah, yeah it's cool i'm fine it's..,,,,,,,"

wakes up with a puddle of drool and a wet cheek. he panics and wipes his face and looks over to see if you're awake. you pretend you aren't for kyle's sake. he's so cute.

his nose also does that stupid whistley thing it's so funny

a relatively still sleeper. he just kinda curls up and.. sleeps. sometimes he murmurs something in his sleep.

"cartman.. shut up..",

"what?", you murmur groggily.

"no"

"kyle??? are you awake??"

(no response)

genuinely cannot remember any of that when he wakes up.

— ⛧ k. mccormick

it's like 1am and you turn off the movie as the credits roll.

when you look over at kenny, he looks like a baby that had just woken up.

"dude, what time is it..", he murmurs.

"um.. late." you definitely did not mean to have him over for so long.

"do you wanna go home, or like.. stay with me?"

kenny perks up immediately when you offer to let him spend the night. huge, shit-eating grin spread across his face.

"dumbass", you laugh. but you kinda wanted him over, too.

he sits in your room and pokes at all of your plushies while he waits for you to go get a change of clothes for him. ("no way you're sleeping in that eyesore of a parka!")

almost faints when you change your shirt in front of him

youre the only person that can fluster him like that.

sleeps curled up like a little car

(I MEANT TO TYPE CAT BUT THATS REALLY FUCKING FUNNY)

makes funny noises

like when a dog is sleeping

you'll wake up with his face in your chest and he'll swear it was an accident. it was not

— ⛧ s. marsh

you were at your desk doing homework and stan was on your bed on his phone, both doing your own thing as music played from your speaker.

it's not until that last math problem that you realize it's late. really, really late. you look over at stan, and he's face-down dead asleep on your bed, phone still in one hand.

you don't want to wake him up and tell him to go home, so instead you take his hat off and leave it on your bedpost.

he's splayed across the bed right in the middle.

how?? are you supposed to move him???

after a moment of deliberation, you hold your breath and roll him over, praying he doesn't wake up.

he does obviously

"ow..???? y/n??"

"shit. sorry. it's late, just go back to sleep. you can walk home tomorrow morning."

"wha- okay"

he's too tired to object

plus he secretly loves being in your bed. it smells like you

snores and breathes kinda funny once in a while

no matter how still he looks when you get into the bed with him, somehow you wake up with his limbs sprawled out like a spider.

in the morning, his leg is on top of you and his hand is on your face.

— ⛧ e. cartman

actually such a bitch about staying over

he definitely tried to distract you so that he would HAVE to spending the night

he just loves spending time with you but he doesnt wanna ask :(

"but the couch will make my back stiff! i'll be soo sore in the morning!"

"just say you want to sleep in my room with me, cartman."

"whaat?? if you insist, i guess!"

makes himself absolutely at home. if you want to sleep in your own bed, you'll have to sleep on top of him or touching him.

he definitely does that on purpose

as much as it pains you to admit it, cartman is actually like really really comfortable.

even if he's squishing you to death

and he claims he has no idea he does that in his sleep

smells like a dove soap bar or like. baby shampoo and its actually really nice

snores like a monster truck engine

leaves his shit all over the floor but also offers to help clean up to impress you

(he cant clean for shit but at least he tried??)

#south park x reader #eric cartman x reader #cartman x reader #south park fluff #fluff #kenny x reader #stan x reader #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #cartman fluff #kyle broflovski fluff #stan marsh fluff #kenny fluff #kenny mccormick fluff #south park

[kwnnys]

omg.. ur back;;; 🤯

pleas plea stan but reader is super physically affectionate, like kissing on the cheek n hugging n holding hands js casually with friends. before and after when theyre in a relationship :3

a/n ; YES I AM BACK!!!! (hopefully for good and I won't immediately die a week later).

anyway, I got rlly into this during the beginning then gradually just kinda died a little at the end. but aaa this was so fun to write 🫶🫶 my love language is physical touch so!!! yea!!!

— STAN MARSH W/ PHYSICALLY AFFECTIONATE READER!

before you guys start dating :

not used to this much affection at ALL. he gets very confused and nervous whenever you hold his hand or brush his hair from his face. but over time grows used to it

the guys tease him for it (mainly cartman) which is a bit embarrassing for him. he tries not to let it get to him though.

at first tries to avoid your physical advances. like whenever he sees you running towards him ready to tackle him in a hug he will just quickly take a step to the side and watch as you plummet into a pile of snow.

tries not to laugh while he helps you up. also tries to convince you that it was purely out of instinct and that he didn't mean to let you fall face first into the freezing snowflakes. (although fails to do so, considering the muffled snickers that he tries to hide behind his gloved hands.)

feels more guilty when you eventually get sick because of the incident, and decides to repay you by offering as many free hugs as you want for an entire week.

as the months go by, he gets used to your warm touches. your morning greeting hugs and your handholding sessions after the schoolday is over.

but then he notices how your touches linger for a tad too long. the way your hands squeeze his before letting go, shooting him one last wave as you hop towards the entrance of your home.

and he feels a weird skip in his heart. the tips of his ears and his cheeks flush red. his body feels awfully warm, and he doesn't know why.

day by day, he grows to look forward to your touches. to your presence in general. and the feeling of your palms in his doesn't feel too embarrassing anymore. not when you're grinning widely beside him, happy that he's no longer fussing over you holding his hand.

that warm feeling in his chest grows tighter and tighter with every smile you shoot at him. to the point where he can't take it anymore, and he eventually confesses to you. right under a random big tree.

you're surprised, but not at all disappointed! the moment the words "I like you." utter from his mouth, you're tackling him to the ground. a surprised yelp leaving the boy as he's sent rolling on the floor. you flash him the happiest smile he's seen from you yet, before crashing your lips down to meet his. (the gang is watching from not too far, jaws dropped to the floor. cartman now owes kenny 5 dollars.)

after you guys start dating:

and just like that, you are in a committed relationship with stan marsh! both of you being equally head over heels for each other, it's almost cringey to watch.

your physical affections only grow from there. now you're smothering your boyfriend in kisses every chance you get, your actions never failing to make the boy freeze before grinning like a lovestruck fool.

he loves when you rest your head on his shoulder, or when you wrap your arm around his. It gives him a massive ego boost.

cuddle sessions 🔛🔝

gets so giddy when you kiss his cheek or his forehead. do it right before leaving and he's left standing in the hallway like an idiot.

#— elys works #the end is so half assed IM SORRYYYY #also uh lazily edited #barely skimmed it tbh #south park x reader #south park hcs #south park x reader fluff #south park #x reader #south park imagines #south park x you #south park fluff #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh x you #stan marsh hcs #stan marsh fluff #stan x reader #stan x you #sp x reader #sp x you #south park x y/n #south park x yn

[senseichaos]

IMAGINE:

Kyle Broflovski who's obsessed with that bow you wear in your hair. When he first saw you he thanked the gods for giving you such a distinct part of you. Now he can see you for miles.

He's ashamed of this obsession, if he's honest. Not just with the bow but with you. He could not conceal that ethereal feeling he gets whenever you so much as glance at him. Hell, you could never glance at him and he'd still be acting like a blushing bride.

Love me.

Every morning before he left the house he'd fix himself up, putting on a little bit of makeup to get rid of those horrible eyebags and do his hair in such a way you could only see a little of it poke from beneath his green hat.

To you, he didn't want to be that ginger kid that looks at me funny. He wants to be that cute and hot boy that looks good every. Single. Day. He wants you to swoon. He wants you to love him more and more and more.

In truth, he doesn't want to love you. And not in the way that he doesn't like you, no.

When he started to love you it changed him. It started from those odd silences that stan would point out whenever he was around to full arguments as his personality slowly changed to fit you. His friends noticed, his parents noticed. Stan noticed.

Then there's the jealousy. The seething arguments when any of his friends would get close to you, to threatening Stan after he asked you about a question on a worksheet.

It's an agony that Kyle cannot describe. That feeling that you can't let go of something or someone. That feeling of horrible jealousy. That feeling that his friends are against him. Those violent urges against any boy who knows you. And the pure and horrible feeling that came with the fear of being rejected.

Love me.

Every day seems to get worse, and every day he seems to force himself closer to you. It started with talking to your friends, forcing himself to get along with them; then it was starting small talk with you, bouncing off everything you say to seem like you were the same; then full conversations, where he'd let you talk about yourself and only ever talk about himself very vaguely.

Then he confesses his love.

Love me.

You say no.

Love me.

He suddenly doesn't know what to do with himself.

Love me.

He'd make you love him.

Love me.

Part 2 soon!

#Spotify #proship #senseichaos #antishippers dni #senseichaosdrabbles #proship fanfiction #south park #south park fanfiction #south park fluff #south park proship #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski #yandere kyle Broflovski #yandere south park #yandere #obsessed kyle Broflovski #yandere kyle Broflovski x reader

[5t4r1uv3r]

☆ Team Stan dating hcs ☆

☆ Hello everyone!! These are the first headcanons on my page, I'm so excited!! I apologize if any of these hcs seem too ooc, feedback and advice are always welcomed!!

Warnings include: projectile vomiting, pda, mentions of arguments, and mentions of death.

Characters: Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick

Reader is gender neutral!! 958 words ☆

☆ You are, by far, the brightest star I've ever seen. And I never dreamed I'd be so happy that I could die - Lana Del Rey ☆

☆ Stan Marsh ☆

☆ As he’s grown older Stan’s habit of throwing up around his romantic interests has gone away. He still tends to get nauseous but you won’t have to worry about him projectile vomiting on you.

☆ The way he asked you out wasn’t any grand gesture, he slipped a note into your locker asking you to meet up with him after school. Where he confessed his feelings and asked you to be his significant other. 

☆ Stan isn’t the best when it comes to texting, he prefers to talk face-to-face or in person. So that means lots of FaceTime calls, him showing up at your home, or him asking you to go over to his. 

☆ Quality time is crucial to Stan, he wants to spend all the time he can around you. At school if you share any classes, bi-weekly dates, and hanging out when your schedules allow it. 

☆ Stan prefers to keep dates simple, opting for trips to Stark’s Pond, either on strolls or ice skating during the winter, having movie nights, and listening to music together. 

☆ Speaking of music, he has definitely written songs about you. He will also learn all of your favorite songs on guitar and will sing them to you. 

☆ Stan will not be too big on PDA, he prefers showing affection in small settings. However, if you two are out in public he’ll always have an arm around your waist. Occasionally sneaking pecks on your cheeks and forehead. 

☆ As seen in the past Stan is sensitive and jealous, so he’ll need constant reassurance and praise. 

☆ You’re the main communicator in the relationship as Stan struggles to express his thoughts with proper phrasing. It has been the cause of disagreements and fights. 

☆ Over all Stan tries his best for you, to be there for you, to help you, and to love you. 

☆ Kyle Broflovski ☆

☆ In the beginning Kyle was extremely awkward around you, having difficulty navigating his emotions after failed relationships. 

☆ Due to his experiences, it took him a while to confess his feelings to you. Trying his best to push his feelings aside yet he had many moments where he slipped up. 

☆ After gathering the courage to confess he decided the perfect way would be to write you notes, poems, and letters that he would leave in your locker. 

☆ The final note you received was to meet him at Stark’s Pond where he confessed his feelings for you. 

☆ Kyle is a hopeless romantic so he’ll give you the world. Spoiling you with anything and everything you could ever want. 

☆ He isn’t big when it comes to PDA, preferring to link arms, hold hands, and forehead kisses. 

☆ Kyle always wants dates to feel special, striving to make them as perfect as possible. From moonlight dinners to picnics with your favorite foods, reading poems or books that remind him of you, and taking you to Denver Nuggets games. 

☆ One of Kyle’s favorite ways to spend time with you is having study dates. His grades are incredibly important to him and he takes it upon himself to make sure you’re succeeding as well. 

☆ He has always had a short temper and strong beliefs, he tries to control those emotions to not hurt you or cause any spats. Kyle wants to understand your feelings and views through your eyes, so he’ll set aside his thoughts and understand you before he gets his point across.

☆ Even though he will get jealous, Kyle trusts you with all his heart. His love is for you and only you, you are his whole world. 

☆ Kenny McCormick ☆ 

☆ Kenny’s reputation as a flirt has followed him since he was a child, he hoped you didn’t view his attempts of getting close to you as that. At the beginning he viewed it as such, but as he got to know you better his feelings developed. 

☆ Kenny was very straightforward with his crush on you, he toned down his flirting and playboy nature. Wanting to show you that he only had eyes on you. 

☆ Taking steps back he planned how to woo you, dividing his attention and actions solely on you. Kenny vowed no matter how long it took you to understand his feelings he would wait for you, even if you would reject him.  

☆ The day you accepted Kenny’s love was the best day of his life. 

☆ His economic situation made it so he had to be creative to display his affection, he truly wanted to give you the world. This includes acts of service, making you trinkets, giving you flowers from a nearby garden, and saving up his money to get you nicer presents. 

☆  Kenny is huge when it comes to PDA, he has to have a hand on you whenever you’re around. He especially loves having his hand on the curvature of your back nearing your ass. If you’ll allow him, he's making out with you, anywhere and everywhere. 

☆ Cuddle or hug him from behind and he will melt in your arms. If you’re not hugging him, Kenny is hugging you at any chance he gets. 

☆  Dates consist of talking at Stark’s Pond, late-night drives, stargazing in the woods, or spending time in your bedroom. 

☆  Kenny is incredibly selfless, often putting your needs and emotions above his. To many life is the most precious gift, but after dying so many times he realizes that the most precious gift is the people in his life. You and Karen being the most important ones. 

☆ Kenny loves you to hell and back and to heaven and back. Quite literally.

#south park #south park fluff #south park x you #south park x y/n #south park x reader #south park headcanons #south park stan #south park kyle #south park kenny #stan marsh #kyle brovlofski #kenny mccormick #sp stan #sp kyle #sp kenny #kenny mcormick x reader #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #stan marsh x you #kyle broflovski x you #kenny mcormick x you #kenny mccormick x you #stan marsh x y/n #kyle broflovski x y/n #kenny mcormick x y/n #kenny mccormick x y/n #stan marsh headcanons #kyle broflovski headcanons #kenny mcormick headcanons #kenny mccormick headcanons

[writingforcuteppl]

Kenny’s Birthday Week Celebration

Since Kenny’s birthday is within a week I decided to post one fic every day for over a week to celebrate the birthday of my favorite character in South Park!

☀️fluff 🌧angst ❄️smut

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (+18)

Tattoos ❄️

Pop-Tarts ☀️

Like I’m Gonna Lose You ☀️🌧

Sucking Kenny off while he’s playing with the guys ❄️

Secret Identity ☀️

Letting Kenny Free-use You As A Birthday Present Headcanons ❄️

Enchanted (Kenny’s Version) ☀️🌧 - part of the “All Too Well Series”

n a v i g a t i o n

#south park fluff #south park angst #south park smut #kenny fluff #kenny angst #kenny smut #kenny mccormick fluff #kenny mccormick angst #kenny mccormick smut #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #south park kenny #south park #south park imagines #south park x reader

[boleynz-corner]

hey alexa, play “I want to know what love is” by Foreigner

#south park #sp fanart #south park fanart #sp style #south park style #sp kyle #sp stan #south park kyle #south park stan #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #south park fluff #art #digital art #digital fanart #my artwork #artists on tumblr #artistsoninstagram

[pyr0x10n]

do a silly fluff little one shot or smth wiht Kyle o(≧▽≦)o

Okay I gotchu :3

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Lover

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Genre: fluff

Synopsis: “you’re my lover.”

Kyle Broflovski x reader

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You smiled at the sight in front of you. Your hand was interlocked with Kyle’s as you two walked by each other.

“Why are you staring at me?” He asked with a soft chuckle.

The chuckle you love so much. The one that you love, along with everything else about him.

“How could I not?” You smiled at him.

“You’re so cheesy.” He shook his head, and you lightly hit him on the shoulder.

“Says you!”

He laughed, “yeah, says me.”

You rolled your eyes, however you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hey Ky? Guess what?” You asked him with a small smirk.

“Chicken butt?”

“..damn it I’ve used it that much?” You sighed.

“Yep.” Kyle said, brushing his thumb against your knuckles.

“Well, guess why?”

“Huh? Why?” He asked, confused.

“Chicken thigh!!” You giggled, and he rolled his eyes.

“That’s it.” He grinned and started tickling you on the spots where you were ticklish. The spots only he knew you were ticklish in.

“Hah! Kyle!! Stop!! I’m sorry!” You giggled, and he pulled his hands away from you. “Yeah, that’s what I thought huh.” He said with a smirk. “Oh shut up.” You said and laughed. “Nahh.” He said.

“Wow.” You shook your head.

“Okay I’m sorry darling.” He said, stroking your hair now. You laid your head against his side as you two watch the sun dip below the horizon, casting a warm glow on the city streets.

Kyle looked absolutely beautiful in this sight. He looked at you with a small smile and kissed your forehead.

You truly are his lover.

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You’re my my my my… loverrrr

I love that whole album. 😝

#pyr0x10np0stz! #south park #south park fluff #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle brovlofski #kyle broflovski x you

[kingkennny10]

Love Me - Elvis

Kenny Mccormick x Reader

fluff, gn reader, they're adults in this, just some good ol domestic shit :] out of all the things ive written this is by far the sweetest imo, also if enough people enjoy it ill post my other stuff

Quietly sitting in your shared bedroom you begin looping Love Me by Elvis, singing along softly to yourself while laying in bed. You didn't hear your lover come home though your apartment is small. Kenny could hear your soft voice faintly over the soft song and smiled to himself overwhelmed with the feeling of love. He slinked over to your bedroom softly singing back to you.

"Darling I'll be oh so lonely~" He sang quietly opening the door taking in your form under the blankets. You looked up at him still singing, now together. He reached his pale and strong hand out to you smiling with the lyrics. You happily took it getting out of the bed looking up at him. He pulled you into him holding you close to his skinny frame. Both continuing the sweet and romantic lyrics looking into each other's eyes. He swayed you to the music throwing in some twirls to make your heart swell and a smile spread across your lips. The song looped and he dipped you making you giggle looking into his soft eyes.

"I love you baby." he said softly and placed a kiss on your lips.

"To the end of the universe." You responded and returned a kiss the same way. He lifted you out of the dip he had you in and kissed you again, this one filled with enough love to fill the room.

had this sitting in drafts for like 2 weeks, had it written on paper for like a month. i love this song an i loop it all the damn time also i hope i tagged this mess correctly

#kenny mccormick #south park #south park x reader #kenny x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #x reader #south park fluff #south park kenny #kenny fluff

[a-guy-named-axel]

hey can you do a Hellpark of pip and damien fluff thanks that would be wonderful

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎: 𝚊𝚢𝚢𝚢!! 𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!! :𝙳 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚘𝚌 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐-...

~ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ~

~Hellpark pip and damien x reader~(reader is implied male)

~genre: fluff.~

You,damien and pip were in a poly marriage. Nobody else knew expect tweek, Thomas,gregory, Estella, and obviously satan.

One night you guys were cuddling all three... Nobody else ruining it. Pip in the middle, you on the right and damien on the left, damien was nuzzled up at the crook of pip's neck and you meanwhile, were laying on pip's lap(stfu pervs🖕) pip was nearly asleep same with damien and you both. It was a adorable sight to see indeed. The next day you woke up in a warm blanket wrapped around you and you laying on the couch peacefully, you looked around and saw damien and pip trying to cook something(or someone), though they were failing miserably. You got up and checked the date.

It was your one year anniversary!

You realized what the two were trying to do! They were trying to cook for you! You felt your heart flutter at the sight of the two doing something for this, you happily smiled and ran to the two men and tackled both in a surprise group hug, damien looked annoyed but was hiding his happiness and pip happily smiled and held you and damien in his arms. It was a dream come true that you had found these two. It was a beautiful sight honestly, pip kissed your forehead

"I'm so glad me and damien got with you love.."

Pip spoke in a calm and happy tone and damien chuckled, you smiled happily.

"I'm glad too."

You muttered and damien grinned and tackled both you and pip into a huge cuddle party on the floor. Pip immediately laughed and began pecking kisses onto both of you one the forehead.

Gregory walked in and saw.

"Damn. What do we have here?"

"Go away gregory. We're having a moment here."

"Damn, alright alright, 'king of hell'."

Gregory left and you laughed.

"God I love you two!"

"We love you too darling."

"Stop getting all lovey dovey!"

You laughed at Damien's comment.

You loved these two to the death of you...

#Axel writes #Hellpark #Hellpark damien #damien thorn x reader #pip pirrup x reader #philip pirrup #sp dip #x reader #south park x you #hellpark damien x reader #hellpark pip #hellpark pip x reader #fluff #south park fluff #south park x y/n #damien thorn x y/n #phillip pip pirrup #pip x damien #pip x reader #AHHHH FINALLY IT'S FINISHED. #I'm prob gonna edit it when I don't have anymore writer's block-..

[ihearttweek]

creek smut | rough sex | but ultimately super sappy, they’re in love

formatted version on ao3 : here

5k :3

tweek was pretty fucking fed up with this.

he stood tiredly, and very much– aggravated ( for a lack of a better word ), in the doorway of their office. it was originally just another bedroom, barely, it was barely bordering on the size of someone’s closet. craig worked languidly at his laptop, groaning into his palms.

because unlike tweek, he’s a notorious procrastinator. he wasn’t in top of his shit 24/7 like he is. it takes him all the way up until receiving a very passive aggressive email from one of his classmates to get his shit together and bullshit his way through another assignment.

well, one of the perks of being decently smart is that he half-assed well enough to always pass. but, still not smart enough to take account of deadlines. he’d spend days giving it a ; “good look over”, as he called it, and the other small part actually doing it.

the sound of metal clinking brought him up out of his hands, looking over his shoulder and swiveling his chair back. tweek. tweek was stirring a mug full of tea for himself, and carried another, hooking his fingers of the same hand into the handle. craig lazily smiled.

“hey, babe,” he motioned for tweek to come closer. he did not. “sleep well?”

tweek humph-ed at him, resting a hand onto his hip. very straightforwardly, he said “fuck you.” craig’s smile dropped. he furrowed his brows at him.

“what?” despite this, tweek still came to set craig’s tea onto the desk. craig pat his hip in appreciation, but tweek shimmied away from him. this was very confusing, too many mixed signals. “baby, what’s the matter?”

“you keep leaving me lonely all night, man.” tweek mumbled in annoyance. craig grabbed for him, but tweek refused to budge. “you can’t keep doing this shit,” he gestured to the chair, his hands moving more furiously while he talked. common signs of a pissed off tweek. craig was a little intimidated. “‘cause you complain about your back hurting and shit. and being tired. and i fucking miss you.”

craig frowned. “‘m not doin’ it on purpose, honey, i’m sorry.” but tweek just huffed at him indignantly. “don’t be like this. please.” tweek gave him an unwavering stare for a solid few seconds. until, finally, he sighed aloud.

craig got hopeful. “whatever,” the bite behind it stung, and that hope was soon gone, that just made it worse. tweek turned harshly to leave, but craig made grabby-hands for him like a toddler. tweek stayed in the doorway again. “what do you want?” he sounded frustrated, his voice nearly breaking. he wasn’t as angry as he was just plain upset.

“for you to lose the fucking attitude?” craig shot back instantly. whoops. tweek turned back again, more erratically and fueled. “wait- fuck,” tweek, by some grace of god, turned back.

the undeniable sadness in his eyes just made craig ache. he extended out his leg a bit, patting his thigh for tweek to sit. “stay with me?”

“i don’t want to watch you do this all day again.” his fingers clutched at the doorframe. craig let out a shaky sigh, putting out his hands sort of just feeling defeated. tweek prodded him with a look, he quirked his brow at him expectantly. craig sighed again.

“i don’t know.” he said. tweek stood there a little longer, letting his arms fall loosely at his sides.

eventually, he trudged over to accept craig’s invite into his lap. craig’s arms were promptly around him , seeking contact from his body– he was worried, sue him. a small kiss was placed into his blonde hair, but tweek dropped his head and ultimately avoided it. craig was, now, even more crushed.

“tweek.” he persisted. tweek gave a short whine. his body was trembling, this could mean nothing good. this meant tweek was already pushed past saving him from a breakdown. this meant craig was in trouble. he was fucked. craig’s insides just coiled further. “come on. stop this.”

“stop what?” tweek said petulantly. craig brushed his fingers along his shoulder, and tweek was squirming. but craig wasn’t planning on just letting him go. tweek gave a few meager inept punches to his shoulder. craig only held him tighter to his chest.

tweek, subsequently, just gave up. his ultimately smaller body had no use fighting out of his resilient hold. he slumped into his arms instead. “talk to me, baby.” craig murmured. “please?”

it didn’t take long for a sob to tear through tweek. his shoulders shook with effort, hiccuping weakly. “you don’t want me anymore.” his voice was so small and pitiful.

“what?” craig sputtered. “tweek, you’re insane.”

tweek persisted. “you don’t. you don’t spend time with me. you don’t love me,” craig shushed him from delving into his mantra, but that only seemed to frustrate him worse.

“don’t, baby. please,” craig’s hands clung to tweek’s sweater for comfort.

“i miss us.” tweek continued.

“babe,”

“you don’t come lay with me anymore.”

“tweek.”

“you don’t love me like you used to. you don’t even touch me like you used to.”

“honey,”

“you didn’t eat with me last night, even.” tweek cried into his chest. “you barely kiss me. we haven’t had sex in weeks, craig.”

craig cupped his face, firmly. “tweek.” tweek stopped. he just sniffled. “stop it.” he lifted tweek by the chin to face him, swiping a tear from his cheek. tweek’s frown deepened. “you’re horribly wrong, i still love you, babe. it’s not your fault.” he leaned in to gently peck his lips, but tweek dodged it.

“you’re an asshole.” tweek weakly punched into craig’s chest again. and, craig let him. “i hate you right now.” well, there was a ‘right now’ bit, at least.

craig held him again, tweek writhing and fighting against him. “i know.” he sighed. “i’m sorry. it’s got nothing to do with you. i wanna fix this, but you have to let me.” it took a little for tweek to still his fists. he looked defeated, now.

a few beats of silence. the tension was palpable, and craig despised it. “okay?” he tried.

tweek slumped further into him, his nose smushed into his chest. “i don’t know what to say.” craig brought him back up to look at him. craig kissed his temple, and tweek actually let him this time around.

“stay with me, please? we can watch something. do you wanna watch something?” craig soothed tweek’s scalp, slowly twisting at the strands of his hair.

tweek diminished into his hand. “nuh uh,” he murmured almost childishly.

“what do you wanna do?” he didn’t say anything for a little, and tweek began to shift up out of his lap silently. “babe?”

“i’m tired,” he persisted on trying to get up. craig still was firm. “i want to go to bed.”

“i’ll come with you,” craig reached a hand out for his laptop to tilt the screen about 45 degrees. tweek snatched at his wrist.

“no.”

“no?”

“no. we can talk later.” by that, it meant tweek would go wallow away for the entire day. and once it sank in again, he’d be more agitated than now. and that sort of levels is good for nobody involved.

tweek was just plain being petty now. craig was not having it.

he grabbed tweek’s chin again, stroking his jaw. “stop.” craig gave him a hard glare that made tweek stiffen. it gave him full body chills. “quit fighting me.”and he slowly captured his lips in a fervent kiss. so much so it made tweek whimper against his lips.

and, tweek was kissing back pretty much instantaneously.

craig was pouring every last bit of all of his emotions into it, clutching tweek’s jaw and carding his fingers into tweek’s hair. craig forgot how good it felt to make out with his boyfriend. tweek was sucking at his bottom lip like a fucking leech, lapping his tongue around his mouth and making small mewls into it which craig happily swallowed into the back of his throat. he has really missed this.

craig ran his hands down his body, caressing his back. their teeth were clicking, missing each others lips, bumping noses and saliva pooling. it felt like they were inexperienced teenagers again. where it felt it was fueled by the anticipatory, perfervid hunger, and excitement of having close contact with each other.

and yeah, hormones, too. craig was, now, also helplessly horny, and tweek wasn’t helping any. the want to hold onto his body was now mixed with the need to hold his body down and fuck into him for the rest of the morning.

his lips were quickly coaxing tweek to sag into him, breathing hard out his nose. craig felt it tickle the skin of his cheek. tweek’s shaking hands found purchase in the fabric of craig’s sweats, pinching and pulling. his petty demeanor was being melded away at, his fingernails digging into craig’s thighs and gently rocking his hips into him. the slightest bit of affection given, and tweek would be all his.

and thinking back to what tweek was upset about; yeah, craig came up empty in trying to recount the last time he truly paid any kind of this attention towards him. it explained his eagerness. ( both of theirs, truthfully. ) tweek was missing getting kissed goodnight. getting held in craig’s arms to help him sleep. all of that, obviously, but he was also missing out on an overdue satisfying pounding.

he was being deprived, unfairly. he likes to think he has every right to be this greedy straight of the bat. sometimes, he just wants dick, dammit. that’s fair.

craig was the first to pull back, quick to move down to his neck and press wet, messy kisses to any exposed skin. he toyed with the hem of his sweater, before insistently tugging on it. “take your fucking clothes off.” he mumbled into tweek’s ear, giving it a quick nip as he yanked his boyfriend closer, curling one arm under tweek’s waist and bracing him back onto the desk behind them, pressing his back flat into it.

tweek didn’t exactly process it all that quick, instead mewling in surprise. “now.” he urged hastily. when tweek finally acquiesced it, craig was already shoving it off his body himself and discarding it off to the floor. he was wasting no time. craig was usually slow with him.

with tweek’s torso being exposed, craig dropped his head to his neck again, nipping at his skin briskly, rubbing circles into his prominent hipbones. tweek’s body twitched needily, ankles locking around craig’s body, hand clutching to the top of the desk for leverage. craig worked his teeth into his pale skin, glistening already with a light sheen of sweat, utterly fixated on marking the entire expanse of his flesh.

craig finally trailed from the of fragile skin of tweek’s protruding collarbone to the base of his sternum. he lingered there long enough to inhale deeply through his nose, gaze flickering up to tweek’s face. so pretty, and already ruined. bringing a hand up from tweek’s hip, he deliberately flicked over his nipple with his thumb. tweek unconsciously kicked out a leg and let out a strained, strangled sob, shivering in oversensitivity already.

craig gave a few more hard periods of his sinking his teeth into various parts of his shallow stomach, relishing in how his muscles twitched. he alternated between his nipples for a minute or so, and then tapped his side, signaling for him to turn over. but tweek just mewled dumbly, brain already scrambled. craig stopped touching him, which made tweek cry out again. some tears wet tweek’s bottom lashes as he wailed from the sudden loss of contact.

“huh?” tweek whimpered. craig simply just chose to grab him firmly by his hips, manhandling him and maneuvering him over. craig pushed his knee under him to hold him up momentarily, tweek’s body becoming easily pliable for craig to meld. craig gave an appreciative slap to his thigh, hooking his fingers into the waistband of tweek’s boxers and pulling them to just about half past his thighs. craig caressed the back of one, his hand almost big enough to cover the entire circumference of it. he smirked, pleased with himself to feel how hard tweek’s legs were already trembling.

with his other hand, he spread open tweek’s ass. digging into the soft flesh firmly, appreciating his body. he’s a bony little thing, sure, but he’s got an ass on him. tweek wriggled his hips back to obediently present himself to craig, peeking back behind his shoulder to look at him.

craig took a few more seconds to salivate over him, and then clapped the side of it appreciatively. it elicited an obscenely loud slap, making tweek flinch on impact, eyes fluttering closed and jaw clenching. what was left behind was a pink handprint. craig smiled a bit, pleased with himself.

“craig,” tweek mewled, gyrating his hips back over craig’s knee. craig huffed, getting to his knees, hands holding tweek against the desk firmly. he didn’t hesitate to sink his fucking teeth into him. after a series of fruitless kicks of protest from tweek, craig just continued, leaving harsh marks right into him. eating his ass, literally, if you will. no? alright.

no matter how hard tweek tried to pull away, craig wouldn’t let him. tweek did enjoy the sensation of craig’s large, calloused hands caressing his sides and his thumbs pressing harshly into his spine. craig began to slide his tongue over him, too, and tweek groaned in satisfaction. he reached one of his own hands back to hold into craig’s hair, gripping hard into the curls and twisting his fingers through them.

much too focused on the task at hand, craig’s tongue was everywhere now, lapping over every part of tweek’s ass. except, he was diligently neglecting his hole. tweek let out another squeal. craig had the urge to give grace for what he was being presented, tweek was fucking unreal. mentally laughing in his mind, he did. he’s a good religious boy at heart, his mother would be proud.

gracias señor por estos alimentos. he stared at how tweek 's soft, pretty cock was weeping cum onto the desk. y bendice las manos que los prepararon ( not really, fuck his parents.) taking note of the fact the he was completely fucking shaven. how long had he’d been anticipating this? amen. releasing a hand from tweek’s side, craig gently cupped his balls, gradually applying pressure with his fingertips and then pinching softly at the skin of his perineum.

tweek was twitching too hard to make it really easy, and craig was only teasing. he wasn’t going out of his way to pay attention to what he really wanted craig to. craig was usually the insistently giving type, but not now. craig could be petty, too.

once he pulled back from him, the scene displayed out was rewarding. overwhelmingly so. tweek had red and purpling teeth marks all over his milky, supple skin. they’d be there for a while, and them bruising would have to hurt, craig supposed. he reminded himself mentally to make sure to give tweek a lot more extra kisses and a nice, sympathetic back rub after this. he would need it. and maybe dinner, too.

he instinctively went to kiss the weltering marks, gently pecking a few. to be a little nicer, he looped an arm under tweek’s body and wrapped his fingers around tweek’s cock. he was aching already. he gave a few gentle tugs, and rolled his thumb around the pink slit. with his free hand, he tugged on the back of tweek’s head by his hair, forcing his head up. he leaned over to meet his ear, sucking at it before grunting.

“you’re so eager for me, hmm?” tweek nodded absentmindedly. “you want this so bad don’t you? such a good fucking boy.”

with the combination of the previous stimulation from grinding over craig’s knee, and this, it sent tweek spasming quickly, crying loudly with sobs racking his body as he came into craig’s hand right on the words. quick, thick spurts covered his fingers and a few stray drops landed onto the desk beneath him. craig grinned puckishly, tenaciously working his thumb on the swollen tip for a prolonged amount of time.

“craig, nghh, please, please,” he sobbed, he sounded wrecked. his raspy, shaky cries stirred all of craig’s insides up. craig didn’t let up, not until tweek’s muscles clamped so hard that his legs locked tight. in the darkened screen of craig’s laptop, he could see the reflection of tweek’s blissed out face. brows knitted together, eyes glazed over and brimming with tears, mouth slack. completely just, perfect.

he looked like he was on some kind of high, his drained out eyes were fixated now, looking straight into craig’s soul. his eyes are so fucking alluring, it’s downright unfair. ( and cruel, honestly, his dick could barely keep up. ) tweek was a fucking beautiful mess. his entire body was trembling and quivering, craig wanted to fold him over and fuck into his smaller frame until he broke. fucking christ, he looked good like this.

craig didn’t plan on giving him any pity for being pretty, however. craig used the middle finger of his left hand, dripping with tweek’s cum, to gently trace a circle around his pink, exposed hole. just on the outside of the puckered ring, not quite able to penetrate him more than just with the tip of his finger. tweek whimpered, another feeble cry tearing through him. tears spilling and running down his flushed cheeks, temple gleaming with sweat, drips of spit hanging off his bottom lip. sweat soaked his hair and it matted against his forehead. so sensitive without even getting properly fucked yet.

craig was instantly slamming open a drawer within the desk looking for anything to use as lube. there weren’t many options. tweek’s needy little noises were being drowned out by the sound of useless clattering. there was a small vat of unscented hand lotion. would have to do. another mental reminder to make tweek something decent for breakfast, too. and watch house hunters with him.

craig unscrewed the lid and slicked up his index, middle, and ring fingers. it was thick, and cold. he slid his middle finger inside of tweek, using the lotion as lubrication. he got it down to about his knuckle, tweek was sucking him in. he was fucking tight. that both intimidated him and aroused him. it felt like his dick was nearly swollen with arousal already, pulsing and throbbing within the constraints of his clothes. tweek was too short for him to really be able to reach craig’s pelvis. that made it so craig was unable to grind up into him or anything, so he had to make it quick.

which was sort of unfortunate for craig, he was trying to prolong this for as long as possible and give his same energy back. he loves tweek, god, does he— but he’s a brat. and, tweek also makes him terribly horny terribly quick. watching tweek come apart, twitching and groaning and moaning, from such simple gestures was way too easy for him. and that got craig going every single time.

craig gave him no real time to adjust, quickly squeezing in his ring finger. it was honestly a struggle. craig took a hand and placed it firmly onto tweek’s shoulder, pushing his own body back to create a little gap for more arm room.

he gradually is picking up the pace with his fingers, a loud squelching noise following. it isn’t like tweek doesn’t know how to take dick– he’s gripping around him and releasing, but he’s not relaxing. “jesus, tweek. when’s the last time you opened yourself up?” he’s gently stroking his back now to try and soothe him a little. he wasn’t a total asshole.

tweek grunted, knees almost buckling. “ngh, other night, dunno.”

craig lovingly pinched his side. “you’re clamping down on me. guess your just a natural fucking whore,” he slipped in his last finger. it was mean– or sounded that way. but craig knows tweek likes it, he shuddered, getting all bambi legged, almost toppling over. craig would have to help support him eventually.

his poor boyfriend was writhing and sobbing, blubbering and hiccuping, throat raw and hoarse. usually, when tweek was crying, his instinct is to hold him all protective like. but that was a different kind of cry. that was a ‘holy shit i am going to explode’ kind of cry. this was a ‘holy shit i am going to explode. but in a good way’, kind of cry. but still craig had the instinct to get all lovey-dovey on him, gently kissing him up and telling him he’s gonna be okay, praising him.

but he still jammed in and out of tweek, all until his ass felt less constricted, just the slightest bit. keeping his fingers in, he shuffled back up to tweek. tweek struggled, but he got onto his tip-toes, this made it so his ass bumped just below his cock. craig let out the quietest groan, removing his fingers and ignoring the way tweek wailed about it, and wiped them down tweek’s lean thigh.

craig untied his sweats, tugging them til they were bunched at his ankles, and in a hurried swoop, did the same with his boxers.

tweek shivered in absolute fear ( and delight ) at the feeling of craig’s cock slapping just over his back. he whimpered, in concern for himself, because fuck is he hard. tweek was dubious on if he’d be able to walk very well, let alone stand. judging on craig’s previous roughness, it wasn’t likely.

if craig didn’t know better and wasn’t already used to it, the sight of just how fucking huge his dick looked laying flat against tweek’s back should’ve been uncanny. and not to say that it wasn’t, it absolutely was. it nudged just to a few inches below the middle of tweek’s back. it was abnormal how tweek was able to take it, craig would’ve felt horrible if he didn’t know how much tweek liked it.

craig began to slather up his own cock with the remnants of what was left in the tub of lotion, grunting at how bad he needed it. he was aching. tweek eagerly wiggled back into him.

usually, they were accustomed to getting around their height difference. and not just sex wise, either. tweek was used to having to tug craig down for kisses and such, he’d never stop complaining about it ever since craig did gain his growth spurt. there was nothing craig could really do other than take it, i mean, wasn’t his fault his dad was an enormous guy.

however, right now, it was pretty apparent. and sort of an issue, tweek wouldn’t be able to keep up on his toes, that’s for damn sure. craig thought for a moment, and suddenly, gripped tweek below the waist and lifting him up from the floor ever so slightly. tweek kicked his feet a bit disgruntled. with no warning, craig prodded tweek’s hole for a second, or two, and then just shoved right in. tweek sputtered out a cry so high in volume it was barely even registered as audible.

craig’s fingers stay put, dragging along just above his pelvis, just barely missing his cock. all on purpose. as he scraped his dick in further, he felt a bump protruding from the little cavity that was tweek’s stomach from his cock pounding into him. jesus christ.

“good fucking boy,” he punctuated each word with a slam into his ass, digging his nails into tweek’s skin. tweek just went completely limp, his limbs sagging uselessly. to be honest, he sort of felt like a fleshlight. both because of the way he was being held, and also of the way he was being fucked into relentlessly. craig’s pace was brutal, and punishing. he felt delirious, and dizzy, a tiny bit.

craig tirelessly bounced him off and on his cock, a stinging sensation coursing through tweek’s body. not in a way that hurt too bad, but just, overwhelming? his legs were shaking, having nothing to rest onto. it was a lot for tweek, which made it all the more nice for craig to watch. and to feel the way he would react to his every stroke.

beads of sweat forming along craig’s forehead from the intensity. he was getting a tad weak in the knees, too. half of his strength was going to keeping tweek up. the other half was going to thrusting into him as fast as he was. eventually, he hoisted tweek up enough to balance him back on one knee, looping an arm securely around his waist. he took his now free hand and gripped onto tweek’s hair, tipping his head back.

craig bit down onto his ear, causing tweek to jerk in shock. the biting soon turned into nibbling, working the lobe tediously between his teeth. craig began scratching, digging his nails into his scalp. it was going until tweek was wincing, biting on his bottom lip. it almost drew blood.

craig grunted loudly, losing his hold with his teeth. he panted into tweek’s ear. “you fucking wanted this to happen, didn’t you?” tweek simply whimpered in response, clutching desperately at craig’s wrist. the hair pulling did somewhat hurt, he had a tender scalp from years of abusing it when he was little, ( sometimes now, even ). “i think you did.”

in contrast, however, craig was giving him gentle pecks to the side of his face following each heavy thrust. tweek already felt thoroughly used, his body just dangling, he felt like some sort of ragdoll. body shaking with sobs. but, he felt good, he didn’t want craig to stop. the pressure of craig’s hips slamming against his aching prostate was heavenly. tweek had been craving this, wanting this. he just forgot that craig could drive him this crazy. he liked being worn out like this.

craig grabbed him closer, somehow, and pulled out half way before slamming back in. tweek kicked a bit involuntarily, his mouth going agape, eyes crossing, saliva threatening to leave his lips.

craig was close. he’s been close ever since tweek was gyrating onto his thigh. seeing him desperate is his thing. to be fair, tweek is just kind of his thing. tweek could do anything during sex and he’d be more than happy to endure it, he thinks. his insides were coiling. he wasn’t sure how much longer he had. or how much more strength he had left.

tweek’s body was pulling back, clamping over craig’s cock. “craig,” he had other words to say, but he couldn’t articulate them. they turned into incomprehensible murmurs and cries. craig pulled on his hair and turned his head to the side, kissing him.

it was mostly tongue. craig kept tweek’s head firm with the grip on his hair. tweek was clumsily missing his mouth. mainly cut off by all of the noises leaving his lips. he was losing his voice. he couldn’t muster anything more than stupid whimpers and mumbling craig’s name. craig was giving him gentle kisses along his bottom lip and chin, not minding the copious amount of saliva. he looked beautiful all fucked out.

tweek’s eyes unfocused, drooping, and stuttering closed as he came again. his dick went flaccid, cum painting the underside of his stomach and the desk. craig huffed heavily at the tightening sensation. he dropped tweek’s hair and focused all of his last bits of strength into holding him around the middle, securing him to the flat top.

his fingertips almost touched. that was fucking insane.

craig let out a long, extensive strings of curses. he locked his knees to hold himself firmly to the ground, sinking down to lay his chest over tweek’s back and biting into tweek’s shoulder. tweek couldn’t do anything other than moan and cry, hands trembling along with literally every other one of the muscles in his body. still spasming and fluttering around craig’s vigorous, relentless movements. his head lolled over the cool surface beneath him.

craig was losing his composure, the anticipation of his orgasm making him cave. with a stuttering, harsh series of pulling tweek back down onto his cock, tweek struggling to keep taking it. he bit down onto tweek’s shoulder harder, letting a muffled “fuck.” strain through his lips as he unloaded into him. his calves strained, struggling to stay up. he leaned a bit more into tweek, searching for support, despite tweek being the one relying off of craig’s.

panting, he let his head hang. sweaty, warm, tight, holy fuck.

what pulled him from it was tweek’s unfaltering sobs. the protectiveness consumed craig again. he used his very last ounce of strength to carefully slip out of tweek, giving a few final tugs on his sensitive cock, letting the last drops of his release falling over tweek’s back. taking a quick second to look him over, he gave a gentle pat to his side, huffing out a breath and linking his arms underneath tweek’s, pulling him off the desk and hosting him up into his arms.

tweek let out hoarse little cries, and craig gently shushed them, wiping his weeping eyes with his thumb. “you did so good. so good.” tweek clutched onto his wrist for comfort. “did i hurt you? are you okay?”

tweek tiredly shook his head no. craig continued to wipe away his tears, half stumbling and half trying to retain his current strength enough to sit down into the rickety office chair. craig held him close, tweek bunching his knees to his chest to cover his shaking body. he felt vulnerable. he was quite physically exposed.

craig exhaled, and nudged his nose into tweek’s neck and kissed him, letting his lips stay firm. tweek relaxed enough to crane his neck and let his head rest atop of craig’s. tweek gently played with craig’s hair for comfort, still recovering.

they sat in silence, breathing hard. and after a second, craig stirred back up and nudged his knee into tweek’s leg resting over it. “shower?”

“please,” craig smiled a little, stroking tweek’s skin. “i love you, stop being a dick,” he said, chuckling breathlessly.

craig hummed a bit. “i love you too.” he kissed his neck again, and then got up with tweek in his arms towards the bathroom.

#ao3 #fanfic #south park #creek #south park fluff #south park smut #craig tucker #tweek tweak

[oniikabuto]

hi i hope this doesnt seem annoying bc i have never requested anything from ppl IDK it makes me anxious 😭 but ur one bed for sp was so cute i adore ur writing !!! do u think u could do it for craigs gang + butters?

one bed! part 2

-- sfw --

part one (main 4 boys)

characters: butters stotch, craig tucker, tweek tweak, tolkien black, jimmy valmer, clyde donovan

a/n: you arent annoying at all dws!! ty for being my first request this is monumental. oh and i wasnt sure if tweek counted as part of craigs gang or not but i adore him so i made one for him. also thank you!!!!!! ;; also jimmy is so underrated i love him so much mwagh

notes: i cant write clyde for shit idk he has no personaluty sorry i love him though; same character dynamic as part 1 (mutual pining, character has a crush on the reader)

— ⛧ b. stotch

complains that it's past his bedtime, but gives in because he wants to spend time with you.

"it's past nine already!"

"well.. yeah. it isn't that late, butters."

"but i always sleep at nine!"

but he'll sit through movies with you anyways because he has a fat crush on you.

except when the end credits start rolling, you look over at butters and he's curled up in a ball, snoring.

you don't have the heart to wake him up, so you quietly shut your laptop and move it off your bed.

he'll probably get in trouble for not coming home at all, but his parents trust you enough. you can probably talk them out of grounding him tomorrow morning.

"butters", you whisper. "leo, you gotta move."

he rolls over, half-asleep and dazed. "huh..?"

"you're staying with me tonight. scoot over."

"o-oh, jeez, okay", he blushes when he feels the warmth of you next to him.

"night, butters."

he's probably praying he doesnt wet the bed he would actually die

murmurs in his sleep and talks about nonsense

drools like a puppy

probably goes mimimimimi like in the cartoons /j

you will wake up with his arm around you. if you move it, he'll find his way back again in his sleep

looks like a baby when he sleeps its so funny you cant help but take photos



— ⛧ c. tucker

you turn around to tell him it's getting late and ask if he needs a ride home

and he's dead asleep. on the floor. textbook over his lap. snoring very softly.

like no wonder it's been so quiet... as you were doing your homework, craig was asleep on your floor.

you felt so bad having to wake him up to move him to your bed

"craig, i'm so sorry. i got distracted, i didn't mean to-"

"it's fine. just let me sleep in the corner. i like your plushies", he yawns.

so he sleeps in the corner against the wall, and you sleep on the outside to make sure he doesn't roll right off the bed.

if you weren't there, he definitely would have bc when you wake up, he's smushed into you.

how can he breathe???

he also violently gnashes his teeth and it's very startling (my brother did that as a kid and i would almost pee myself in fear)

and he'll randomly put his hand somewhere like your face?????? the way he does it is so funny because it always seems like he's wide awake but you look over and he's mouth breathing and sound asleep

yeah he's a mouth breather

it's okay he's a cutie



— ⛧ t. tweak

passes the fuck out from coffee. like CRASHES

"yeah and then i was telling kyle about how- tweek, you okay?"

"tired....... can i go.....mmfjkg"

like at a certain point past 1am he just turns into a dead slug

poor thing

you just send him up to your bedroom and get him a change of clothes so that he doesn't have to sleep in a button-up

except by the time you get up to your room, he's dead asleep.

you don't bother trying to wake him up, since you've never seen him sleep so peacefully.

he's curled up on his side, face buried in your plushies.

you scoot in next to him, so close that you can smell the milky coffee lingering in his hair.

it's kinda nice

in the middle of the night you wake up to a really strange noise.

it's tweek

he's doing this weird clicky thing with his tongue in his mouth in his sleep

like. okay?????? you go back to sleep

and then he flings his whole arm over and WHACKS you hard in the face

"TWEEK??"

"nhg..,"

he just randomly jerks in his sleep, wakes up for a second and falls back asleep

it's very startling

sometimes you have to hold him down with your arms

he loves it



— ⛧ t. black

actually a super chill guy to sleep with

he's enjoyable to have over

you'll both be studying for midterm exams next week, and he yawns

"it's like. ten. do you just wanna spend the night here?"

"is that, uh- is that okay with you?"

"yeah, my room's upstairs. i'll meet you up there in a sec"

he'll text his mom that he's spending the night because he's actually responsible

gets a little embarassed to sleep in your bed

but a win is a win

gets a LOT embarassed when you get in bed with him

falls asleep pretty fast actually

he's a relatively normal sleeper

spends like 30 minutes in the bathroom washing his face and stuff before he goes to bed

"do you have cleanser?"

sleeps like a rock

except for when he randomly talks

like TALKS. clear as day

scares you shitless

"y/n."

'tolkien??? are you up still??"

"why would you do that."

"do what??"

"grape juice"

and then he'd roll over and go back to sleep

does not remember any of his nighttime conversations in the morning

"i said that? are you sure?"



— ⛧ j. valmer

fell asleep on your couch in the middle of a horror movie

to your dismay

because when you turned away from the screen and grab at him in fear, he's SNORING. his ass is SNORING as the clown violently murders the main character.

"jimmy!"

"what?"

you just make a jokingly-angry face at him.

"it's late. can't i ju-just stay h-h-here?"

"well- i mean, sure, but you can't just sleep on the couch, dude. come up to my room, i'll show you."

"re-really?"

grins ear to ear

hes so down bad for you

almost implodes when you lean his crutches against the door and make sure they won't fall

DOES implode when you get in next to him

he smells like dish soap but in a good way

like citrus

you tell him so, and to that he makes a stupid "orange-you happy i'm here" joke

"jimmy, go to sleep."

"f-fine."

makes sure he's got the elastics for his braces in

in the middle of the night he'll whisper your name

"y/n r u still up"

"yeah what"

"i just thought of something really funny"

it gets old so fast but it's okay he's cute



— ⛧ c. donovan

crashes at 8pm after insisting he can pull an all-nighter

refuses to get up unless you drag him by his ankles

and even then he'll lay on the floor like a dead fish

so you just let him stay

meticulously brushes his hair sideways with wet fingers to make sure he doesn't wake up with a bedhead in front of you

he does anyway.

you walk up behind him as he moves his hair "whatcha doin?"

he jumps THREE FEET and whirls around

"nothing!" as if he's hiding a government secret or sum

once you guys r in bed he stops acting all tough and cool and just freaks out

his back will be turned but he's beet red

breathes really loudly when he falls asleep

and sleeps in ATROCIOUS positions

you'll wake up with his foot on your chest and the blanket flipped upside down

someone needs to belt this boy down to the bed or something

he's really a cute sleeper though

sometimes you wake up and see him face-down in a pillow and move him over to make sure he doesn't like. suffocate

and then he wakes up to you on top of him with no context

"....y/n?"



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[kwnnys]

— kyle, eric, & kenny w a dirty minded reader (platonic) !

hcs : g/n reader a/n : this idea was haunting my mind and I js had to write it 😓😓 also I originally wanted to add stan but I had no ideas for him sorry 😭😭 warning(s) : nsfw mentions

— kyle broflovski

DUDE IS TIRED OF YOUR SHIT.

you and cartman are the reason why hes this close to going insane

you love bothering him with silly jokes that make his face as red as his hair, bursting out laughing as he pinches the bridge of his nose

especially in public. you two would be sitting beside each other in the assembly hall when you randomly get a dirty thought. grinning evilly as you whisper said thought in the gingers ear.

his head will immediately cock towards you and he'll give you the most DISGUTING and STANKIEST expression known to man.

you only laugh it off.

you also like to bother him with 'does the carpet match the drapes?' questions, to which he always refuses to answer.

physically gags whenever he sees you staring at some person all drooly.

you draw dicks on his homework when he isn't looking. in pen.

— eric cartman

one of the few people that actually tolerates your shitty humor.

he snorts at most of your jokes, and he considers you as his 3rd best friend after butters and kenny.

you two like tag teaming against stan and kyle whenever they get TOO close, much to the disappointment of the duo.

"I love you, kyle" "I love you too, dude" "jesus, why don't you two go and makeout at this point." "yeah, grind on each others dick while you're at it!"

usually ignores you when your gawking at some hot person, but occasionally tells you to shut up.

he does get annoyed sometimes when you're restless and joke around too much for one day.

HATESS whenever you make jokes about his mom. will literally throw hands and tell on you.

calls you a horny virgin

used to rip on you 24/7 till you 'jokingly' said you were into it.

— kenny mccormick

the most iconic duo ever.

the only person that understands you and your dirty mind 😞

you guys CONSTANTLY ogle at random hot people, whispering and giggling to each other as said person just stares at you two in concern.

you both also exchange playboy magazines all the time. and you two are hella sketchy when doing so.

"got the goods, ken?" "yeah, got it right here"

the group thought you were doing drugs at first tbh.

you and kenny are always fueling dumb ideas and questions into each others minds

you two are also each others wingman/wingwoman 🤝

you guys made a pact a few years ago that if at 35 you were both still single, you'd get married

jokes about who has the bigger dick constantly (even funnier if you're afab)

kenny is probably the kind of guy to moan randomly during class, you both think its the funniest shit ever.

you guys like to buy flavored lube and rate it. probably also fed it to cartman once telling him it was some candy.

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[senseichaos]

IMAGINE:

Tweek and Craig who sandwich you between them when they sleep, Tweek holding your front and Craig holding your back. They'd then hold hands with each other if they felt like it or if they were awake rub circles on each other's sides.

How this started? A joke.

You said something along the lines of your relationship being somewhat synonymous to a sandwich. With you being the middle and Tweek and Craig being the bread.

It was cute, really. They thought so.

They even fuck you like a sandwich now. Sometimes you lay on one of their chests (face up or down) while the other fucks you. They would even kiss in this position sometimes, having you watch as their tongues intertwine.

"C'mon sweetie, I know you can take it better than that.."

"G-gah! Fuck- you feel so good around me, Baby"

You love your boys. So much. Even if your relationship is a 'Sandwich'

<3

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[5t4r1uv3r]

˚₊‧꒰ა Cupid ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

☆ Omg first post on my page!! This is inspired by Fifty Fifty's Cupid. Sorry if it's too ooc, but I do appreciate feedback!! I envisioned a teenage Kyle will writing this also GN reader! 657 words ☆

☆ Now I'm so lonely (Lonely) Oh, I wish I'd find a lover that could hold me (Hold me) ☆

Kyle Broflovski has never had the best luck when it comes to love. From one sided relationships, to unrequited crushes, and especially having his relations being interfered with by Cartman. Out of his friend group, he just didn’t seem to be on Cupid’s good side. He would see couples all over South Park. Constantly reminding him of what he could never have. No matter how hard he tried, or how many times he put his feelings on the line, he would never receive the romance he sought after. No matter how many times they broke up, Stan would always have Wendy. Despite their past toxic relationship Cartman and Heidi were still an item, as they grew so did their understanding for each other. The only other single in the group was Kenny, regardless of his lack of a relationship, Kenny was beloved by many of the girls at school. Kenny still had past relationship experiences that overshadowed his, he would always pale in comparison. Kyle’s experiences made him decide to swear off love, his heart could not bare to go through the pain he has experienced. If he was worthy, love would find him one day. He still hoped for his special someone, it was an unconscious thought that always lingered in his mind. Kyle was a hopeless romantic, since his childhood he dreamt of having a love that was straight from a movie screen. Hearing childhood friends talking about their experiences made him realize he was missing out. He lied in bed at night tossing and turning over his conflicting thoughts. The loneliness he constantly felt was a curse, only being increased more and more by those around him. Kyle’s past still haunting him is what made him weary of love. Would he ever find his special someone? Could he give his all to his future partner? These thoughts consumed him yet made him only want to love more and more. Kyle stared at his ceiling as he thought of the past few weeks. The adventures he’s been on with his friends, the few weeks of peace at home, and the past days at school. As the memories raced in his mind there were a few that kept recurring. The new kid at school. South Park doesn’t see many new kids as most of the population doesn’t know of South Park. At first when Kyle’s mind had endless thoughts of you he chalked it up to you being new. After all, you and your family were the talk of the town. His family having had you over for a welcome dinner, him showing you around school, and the competing kids of South Park fighting over which group you’d eventually join. You were the reason his mind was on overtime. Kyle came to the realization that once again, he was in love. He, Kyle Broflovski, was in love with you. For days now his mind was plagued with thoughts of you. From the way your smile lit up a room, the way your voice made math equations sound like honey, your kind and caring demeanor. Kyle could go on and on about your qualities that draw him towards you. He had pushed his thoughts to the side due to fear, love made him feel stupid. Yet he has never felt like this, cheeks flushed so red they rivaled his hair, his heart pounding so hard it felt like a drum solo, a yearning to see you that won’t go away, even if he just saw you. Kyle knew he was showing symptoms of being in love, he decided he would give Cupid another chance. Kyle didn’t know if he was making a mistake, if he was going to make a fool of himself. Because you made it all worth it, Kyle would go to the ends of the Earth for you. He came to the conclusion that he was an utter fool, a fool just for you.

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[writingforcuteppl]

Pop-Tarts

PAIRING: Kenny McCormick x Reader

SUMMARY: There’s nothing in the world that you love the most than having Pop-Tarts for dinner with your boyfriend and his sister.

GENRE: Fluff.

WARNINGS: Swearing, a little bit suggestive.

WORD COUNT: 1.1k words

“Are you staying today?” Kenny stood up from the mattress where the two of you were lying. He made his way to his closet and grabbed a shirt he could put on. He also grabbed one of his sweatshirts and threw it your way.

“I dunno, should I?” you asked in a mocking tone while you were putting on his sweatshirt. You loved spending the day at Kenny’s for various reasons, 1) his parents weren’t home most of the time since they were out getting wasted or doing something probably illegal, and 2) Kenny kept an eye on Karen, making sure she was ok and taking care of her. And after so many years of knowing Kenny and spending almost all your evenings and even some nights at his house, you never got tired of spending time with him and Karen.

“You definitely should, baby. You know, we miss you staying here with us. I miss you.” you made your way to him and hugged him by his waist.

“We literally spend every evening together, babe,” you laughed, and he hugged you back.

“I know, but I really miss you at night. Miss you laying beside me, miss your soft touch, miss you letting me lay my head on your chest while you play with my hair, and of course, I also miss the way you moan-” You covered his mouth with your hand before he could continue.

“You’re too naughty. You know well these walls are thin as paper, and Karen’s next door, Kenny,” you said. “Also…” you approached his face to whisper your following words. “Don’t start something you know we won’t be able to finish, got it?” he only nodded and removed your hand from his mouth to kiss you. You grabbed Kenny by the neck to deepen the kiss and smiled into the kiss. You heard a knock on Kenny’s door, and you stopped.

“Guys, not that I want to interrupt whatever you hormonal people are doing in there, but can we have dinner, please?” the two of you laughed at her comment.

“Sure, just give us a moment, Karen,” Kenny answered, and you heard her gag. “She turns 16, and she starts having an attitude’ Kenny sighed, and you just laughed at his comment.

The two of you exited his bedroom and made your way to the kitchen, where Karen was taking three Pop-Tarts packages out of the box so she could warm them up. You made your way to the cupboard and took out three plates while Kenny took three glasses and started to fill them up with each of your favorite beverages.

While Karen was preparing each and one of the Pop-Tarts, you could see Kenny became serious, as if something was bothering him, but he tried to brush it off and act as if nothing was happening.

Having dinner with Kenny and Karen was something you always enjoyed. Most of the time, you would have takeout, but you also enjoyed having this type of dinner. In reality, you really didn’t care about what you were having for dinner. What mattered was the fact that you could enjoy it with your two favorite people in the world.

Karen was talking about how her day went. Kenny always made sure to let her know she could talk about anything with him, even if it was about an ordinary school day, and Karen always enjoyed letting her brother know how her day was. You and Kenny listen attentively, wanting to actually know and understand everything Karen was saying and commenting occasionally. The three of you were almost finishing your dinner when out of nowhere, Karen stood up from his chair.

“Shit.”

“Language,” Kenny reprimanded her.

“Sorry, I forgot I have homework that’s due tomorrow” Karen made her way to her bedroom, leaving the two of you alone in the kitchen. You waited until you heard Karen’s door shut to start interrogating Kenny on his behavior change a few moments ago.

“Ok, spit it out, McCormick.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, baby.” Kenny grabbed the dirty dishes and took them to the sink. You walked towards Kenny and made him look at you.

“Please, don’t play dumb with me. What’s bugging you?” Kenny sighed. It always amazed him how you were able to tell he was bothered by something, even if he tried to hide it.

“It’s stupid, y’know? Some years ago, Cartman said that girls don’t want to eat pop tarts for dinner and for a reason. I thought about that comment tonight.”

“That fucking fatass.”

“I know that I shouldn’t let his stupid comments affect me, but….” you could see he was exasperated. “It’s just sometimes I think you deserve more than this than me. Not only you but also Karen.”

“Ok, I’m gonna stop you right there, Kenny. First of all, don’t you dare think less of yourself. Haven’t you seen everything that you’ve done for Karen? You made this house better for her. You changed this place so she could live better. You went and found a job and started giving her what she needed and required to give her a better life.”

“It wasn’t all by myself. You also help me.”

“Yeah, but you were the one who did most of it. And last but not least, I love you so much, Kenny. You have no idea how much you mean to me. The way you make me feel is just indescribable in a good way, and I will literally do anything to see you happy. And I don’t care if we are eating pop tarts, or takeout, even if we were eating a 5-star dinner in the most expensive place, I’m gonna be the happiest as long as I’m with you. So stop saying we deserve better because you are better. You are what we need and what we want, got it?”

Kenny was smiling and trying hard to not cry out of happiness. He usually wouldn’t let any type of comment get to him, but sometimes he does overthink and feels he’s never going to be enough. But hearing you say the opposite was all that he needed. Kenny grabbed you by the waist, bringing your body closer to him.

“Have I told you how much I love you today?” you smiled.

“Mhm, probably, but I love hearing it.” you gave him a peck on the lips.

“Well, I really love you, Y/n, and I’m so glad I have you in my life.”

“I love you, Kenny McCormick.”

n a v i g a t i o n

Kenny’s Birthday Week Celebration.

#south park fluff #kenny fluff #kenny mccormick fluff #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #south park kenny #south park #south park imagines #south park x reader

[pyr0x10n]

vaquero kyle 😍 (the reader forced him to dress like that, bro was not having it)

The main 4 are at a qunice (do wtv you want with this bit)

After awhile reader gets horny and stupid and takes Kyle to the bathroom to do 'stuff' :3

bc he looks SOSO good in his outfit

I have a really bad thing for shit like this idk why

Nah because he’s be so done when you ask him to dress like that 💀

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Mi Vaquero<3

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Genre: Fluff + Smut

Synopsis: Vaquero Kyle‼️‼️ y horny reader obvi 😝

Kyle Broflovski x f!reader

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“I cant believe i actually did this..” Kyle sighed, frustrated. “It’s fun! And plus, you get to see part of my culture!” You laughed. “Why did they have to tag along, AND WHY IS KENNY IN A DRESS!?” He pointed at Kenny, who was checking himself out in a dress. “ “Él solo es parte de las damas!” “Huh?” “Nothing.” You smiled innocently. “Damn I look hot.” Kenny grinned.

“Anyways, who’s this quinceañera for anyways?” Kyle asked, as the cumbia started playing. “Oh, just my cousin.” You said, looking for your phone in your purse.

“Oh, okay. Well, what’s going to happen?” Kyle asked. “You’ll see, just, follow my lead. The boys can find their way around.” You giggled, and Kyle started to get a little nervous.

“What if I ruin it all!? What if I accidentally spill something? What if I ruin the- I don’t know!” He was starting to panic, and you brought your lips to his. “You’ll be fine, hun. I promise.” You smiled at him.

“BUT IM JEWISH-!” “KYLE JUST TRUST ME.” “HOW!???” “JUST THIS ONCE BABY!?” “Fine.” “Yay.” “….” “…”

“Prima!” You heard a voice yell. “Ah, there’s the girl.” You smiled at the girl who was now fifteen. Kyle just watched behind as you two talked about things.

“Oh, my mom’s calling me.” She said, and then waved, walking away.

“That’s your cousin?” Kyle asked. “Yep, the one and only.” You sighed.

“Well, c’mon, we gotta go out! The boys already went out, so we should too!” You said and grabbed Kyle’s hand, running out of the dressing room and out into the area.

“Oh shit- (Y/n) calm down!!” He said, slightly panicked. “Shh, c’mon, dance with me, vaquero!” You said, now having both of his hands in yours. He was now calming down, as you two danced to the cumbia romántica.

(Murder me, but I have no idea what else to write, sooo…)

You guys have been here for only a few hours,

Yet you were so unbelievably horny.

Just because of Kyle rocking that outfit. He had you blushing without even knowing.

“Hey Kyle..” you mumbled, tugging on his belt.

“Hm? Yeah, baby? What’s up?”

“Can you bring me to the room really quick.. it’s really hot..” you asked.

“Uh, sure?” He knew what was going on, he’s just teasing.

You grabbed his hand and let him to the gust bedroom, when the door closed, he locked it and you immediately laid your head on his chest, sighing.

“Kyle I need you..”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm..”

Kyle laughed at your neediness, as you started taking his belt off. He pulled you into a kiss, and you felt yourself getting wetter and more pathetic by the second.

You need him.

You pulled away and took his pants down, slowly due to the lightheaded feeling you had. He connected his lips to your neck, kissing the exposed area. You lowly moaned but he covered your mouth.

“You don’t want your family hearing your sounds, right angel?” He asked as you got on top of him and shook your head. “No..” “then shut your pretty mouth, would you baby?” He commanded, and you nodded. You just needed him in you.

You put your panties to the side and aligned yourself with him, and slowly brought yourself down to his dick. He pulled you in a kiss to muffle out your moans.

It took some time, but you finally got used to his size and started riding him.

Man we’re you in for a looooong ride ;)

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Necesito ayuda 😨

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