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[appelia]

THANK YOU for 40 followers!!! like what that's insane!!! i will put out a kenny fic soon i pinky promise im not going MIA. busy week + long-term boyfriend breakup = äppelia going insane <3

also i want to make friends on here i am a very lonely little star ⭐

[appelia]

♡Main 4 NSFW HCs

IMPORTANT: all my characters in my fics are aged up to 19-24. Side note: excuse my poor English.

Warning: NSFW

Genre: Smut, x Reader

Reader Gender: Neutral

A/n: Please give me one-shot requests, I've been sticking in my comfort zone with all these headcanons 😭 /nf

Stan Marsh

He's a switch, most likely leaning more on the dominant side but occasionally loves to be dominated.

He LOVES giving, he could honestly get off on the reactions and noises you make from him giving you head.

Vanilla for the most part, but he isn't afraid to explore different kinks, so long as it's safe, sane, and consensual.

He's not the most vocal, but occasionally he'll let soft moans slip out.

Probably not the greatest at aftercare, he'd get too tired and convince you to lay with him and you two will clean in the morning.

Gets real clingy after sex.

He's about average length, but slightly above average in girth.

Kyle Broflovski

Is also a switch, but leans more towards the submissive side.

He's vanilla, but open to try new things. He just doesn't like bodily fluids (aside from cum and spit) so he won't be open to anything including that. He's also not into degradation.

He is BIG into body worship. He loves trailing his hands along your body and telling you how attractive you are.

He's very vocal, and he loves praising you.

When he is dominant, it's usually to relieve stress or pent up anger.

He loves giving and receiving about the same, he's not satisfied unless you're satisfied and vice-versa.

Amazing at aftercare, loves showering with you after sex.

He's well above average length, ever so slightly below average girth.

Eric Cartman

I'm sorry but I can't see him being anything but submissive. Like, he tries to give off this intimidating and overpowering aura, when in reality, he's a whimpering, begging mess without you even touching his cock.

He always wants to try new things, he thinks vanilla sex is only for when you're both tired and just need to get off.

He's vocal, the neighbours must hate you by now.

Prefers receiving, but also loves touching you in any way he can.

Like Stan, he's usually too tired to get up and clean off in the shower, so you'll have to clean him up.

Has hyperspermia, and loves to see you covered in his cum.

He's below average length, but very girthy.

Kenny McCormick

He's more on the dominant side, but on rare occasions, he'll take the submissive role.

Very kinky, loves roleplay and other various BDSM elements as well. He doesn't care if it gets messy, as long as you're okay with doing it.

He's not very vocal, but when he's close to/is cumming, he'll let out some slightly loud moans. He'll praise/degrade you occasionally, though.

Loves giving, could spend hours just giving you pleasure.

Like Kyle, he's great at aftercare. He loves showering with you after sex, as usually it leads to another round of fucking.

He's above average length, and above average girth.

[appelia]

what would the main 4 and Craig's team do if you vented to them (Over text and in person)

☆Venting To Craig's Gang

IMPORTANT: all my characters in my fics are aged up to 19-24. Side note: excuse my poor English.

Warning: none applicable

Genre: headcanons, x reader

Reader Gender: neutral

A/n: TY for your request! To be honest, I didn't know if I should approach this from a relationship perspective, or close friend. So it's up to the reader how you want to interpret it :)

Craig Tucker

Is really bad at expressing his emotions (has the autism stare.) But he's there for you, and you know that.

He won't say anything unless you ask a question, he'll just let you talk through whatever's hurting you.

Will let you hold and pet Stripe while you vent.

If you end up crying, he might internally panic for a moment before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close.

He'll try to relate to you to make you feel better by using his own personal anecdotes.

Clyde Donovan

The second you start talking about what's happened, he'll start crying.

"I can't believe that happend to you ☹️"

Will listen intently to every word you say, and will remember it forever.

You two will plan days where you can just sit in each other's houses and vent to each other, most likely over a half-gallon of ice cream.

He's a really good listener! If you want, he might even give you advice.

Jimmy Valmer

He'd be there for you, but he is so not serious.

Everything you'd say, he take it as an opportunity to make a joke.

He's kind of not the greatest at comforting, but he tries to at least make you laugh.

"It's just so hard!" "You kn-know what else is h-h-hard?"

If you start crying, he'll realize how affected you are by what ever is troubling you, and he'll stop the jokes.

Tolkien Black

He's a great listener!

He'll buy a bunch of your favourite snacks and drinks and whatnot before going over/you come over.

He'll save any comments until you're finished (except for the words of acknowledgement)

He'll probably let you cuddle with him whilst you vented.

He's probably the best person to cry around to be honest.

Tweek Tweak

He'd get just as upset as you are about your situation.

"WHAT?! I can't imagine how much pressure that is on you!"

He'll probably ask you to repeat a lot of things, he forgets a lot of things.

He's someone who's always under a lot of stress and pressure, so I'd imagine he'd be pretty good at relating to you.

He freaks out when you cry, literally does not know what to do.

[appelia]

☆Main 4 Crushing HCs

IMPORTANT: all my characters in my fics are aged up to 19-24. Side note: excuse my poor English.

Warning: none applicable

Genre: headcanons, x reader

Reader Gender: neutral

A/n: I've been down lately so I am writing happy things to make myself happy :) Also, for the sake of me not having to explain anything too in-depth, the reader also has a crush on the character.

Stan Marsh

We already know lol

He doesn't puke as much as he used to, but he gets nauseous when you interact with him.

Will accidentally avoid you and push you away when he realizes he likes you.

You'll have to confess to him first, he's so in his head that he doesn't notice that you also like him unless you straight up say "Hey, I'm into you."

Rants to Kyle about you, and asks for advice (despite the fact that Kyle is inexperienced in relationships but that's not the point.)

Kyle Broflovski

Relatively healthy in the way he crushes, at least as an adult.

When he notices he's started crushing on you, you're all he can think about

Responds to your messages within two seconds, gets really happy when your name shows up in his notifications.

He'll genuinely put so much effort into building up your relationship.

Will confess first but subtly and somewhat cryptic-like in hopes you'll understand what he's trying to say

Eric Cartman

His love language is bullying

If someone suspects him of crushing on you, he'll get so defensive.

"Me? Like Y/n? That is the stupidest fucking thing I have ever heard."

Meanwhile he's mentally kicking his feet and twirling his hair when you interact with him.

He's also, like, psychotic. So if someone else is flirting with you, he'll make their life miserable.

Honestly will give so many mixed signals that in the end, he'll be forced to confess first, because you can't tell whether he hates you or loves you.

Kenny McCormick

He's very obvious

VERY flirtatious, so it's really hard to not be able to tell he likes you.

He has somewhat of a fuckboy aura, so he'd most likely have to confess so you don't think he's just playing you.

When he's on the phone with you, he'll literally kick his feet and twirl his hair.

Will make you fall asleep on the phone with him.

[appelia]

♡Main 4 + Butters Prom HCs!

IMPORTANT: all my characters in my fics are aged up to 19-24. Side note: excuse my poor English.

Warning: slightly suggestive for Kenny

Genre: general, headcanons, x reader

Reader Gender: gender neutral

A/n: Seeing all these prom TikToks makes me so sad, I miss prom so much! In 2021, me and my lover were voted prom queen and king. Here are some prom headcanons :)

Stan Marsh

You'd probably have to convince him to go to prom with you.

Kyle would most likely have to drag him out to go outfit shopping. (Because Stan's kind of a loser not going to lie.)

Once he sees you in your outfit, his cynicism flew right out the window.

Got nauseous looking at you.

Once at the venue, he'd act like he doesn't want to dance with you, but he loves seeing you happy, so he got his ass up and started dancing with you.

He can't even deny he had a good time

Kyle Broflovski

He's neutral about prom. He mostly just wants to be close to you

Kind of nervous to go, because he knows that he'll get jealous if people look at you

And that's exactly what happens. As soon as you walk in, people turn to look at you. He wraps an arm around your waist and kisses you on your temple, shooting glares at the onlookers.

It'd take a LOT of convincing him (from both you and his mother) to wear his natural hair

He'd gladly dance with you in a heartbeat, he might even be the one to ask you to dance.

Eric Cartman

Let's be real, he loves prom because he can wreak so much havoc.

He doesn't actually care about the premise of prom, he just likes being an asshole.

He'll accuse literally anyone of staring at you even if they weren't

"You staring at my partner? I'll kick your ass right here, right now!"

Will try to do something cool like breakdance in the middle of the floor but will bust a seam on his pants or something.

Kenny McCormick

Literally could not care less about prom, he just wants to see you dressed up.

He'll make flirty comments in your ear the whole night.

You're one of those couples that leave in the middle to go make out in the bathrooms.

When you two get back, you have to drag him to the dance floor to dance with you

He's probably the one who spikes the punch.

Butters Stotch

Turns into a little compliment machine the moment he sees you.

"Oh, gee, Y/n, you look amazing!"

Most likely wakes up early to spend all day getting ready and making sure he looks perfect

Gets super flustered when you ask him to dance with you, but doesn't hesitate.

His parents wanted him home at EXACTLY 11pm. You dropped him off at 11:02 and he got grounded ☹️

[appelia]

Hi! I’ve read your works and i find them amazing, so i wanted to request a nsfw Kenny x fem!reader? The plot would be along these lines: Valentines day arrived and people were confessing to the reader alot throughout the day, not knowing she was dating Kenny. He notices the reader blush at a few of them, getting extremely jealous. That night Kenny knocks at readers window, knowing her parents were out of town. Once inside they makes out and have rough sex.

(I’m sorry if that was too descriptive/gen) -♠️

♡ Kenny x Fem!Reader, Valentine's Day NSFW

IMPORTANT: all my characters in my fics are aged up to 19-24. Side note: excuse my poor English.

Warning: NSFW, unprotected sex

Reader Gender: Female, AFAB

A/n: Hi!! Thank you so much for your request! It is my first ever req, so I hope it's enjoyable :) I'm writing this during lectures so it's not the greatest. Also, I'd like to preface that the reader and Kenny are both 19, in their senior year of high school!

♡

Valentine's Day was always a big deal, especially for the seniors of South Park High. Lovers would plan for months ahead of time to craft the absolute perfect Valentine's gift for their crushes, partners, or even best friends.

Neither you, nor your boyfriend, Kenny, saw the appeal in Valentine's Day. His reasoning being: "There are 365 days in a year, I'm not waiting for one day to show my love to you." And who could argue with that?

Other people seemed to think differently, because as the day progressed, people kept coming up to you, asking you to be their Valentine.

Some of them went all out, buying expensive candies and stuffed animals for you. You felt a bit bad rejecting them, but your love for Kenny outweighed those feelings.

"I'm flattered," you'd say, your cheeks carrying a deep red shade. "But I can't accept this, I have a boyfriend already."

Unbeknownst to you, Kenny had saw your blush from across the hall. He didn't see or hear your rejection, and jealousy filled his body. When you approached him at lunch, he ignored you. He'd ignore your texts and you were really starting to worry.

By the time the school day had finished, and you were walking through the front door of your home, you were exhausted and annoyed. Luckily, your parents were out on a business trip, so that was one less thing you had to worry about.

You had taken a long shower, letting the hot water dissolve all your worries away. When finished, you dried off and threw on some panties and a t-shirt.

Just as you were about to shuffle into bed, you heard a knock on your window. You slowly pulled the curtains back and lifted the blinds.

"Kenny?" You unlocked and opened the window, watching your reckless boyfriend climb through. "Kenny, you know you can use the door, right?"

"It's more romantic this way," he huffed, sitting on your bed so he could take his shoes and coat off.

"Erm... that's one way to put it, I guess. What are you doing here?" You said as you sat down next to him.

He stared at you for a moment before pressing a quick kiss to your lips. "What, you don't want me here?" He joked, showing a toothy grin.

"Now, I never said that, I just thought you were mad at me," you sighed as you cupped his face in your hands. "You basically ignored me all day, pretty boy."

You pulled his face to yours, lips pressed together once more, this time much more passionately. After a few seconds, Kenny tried to pull away so he could speak, but you wrapped your arms around his neck and moved so you were straddling his lap. He placed his hands on your thighs and gave a harsh squeeze. Your small gasp opened an opportunity for Kenny to push his tongue into your mouth.

As your tongues danced together, you pushed your boyfriend back until his back was pressed against the mattress. You grinded your hips into his developing bulge, earning a groan in response, which was muffled by your mouths hungrily moving against each other.

Kenny started to trail his kisses down your jawline, slowly making his way to your neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist and flipped your position, so he was on top. His mouth latched onto your collarbone, sucking little red spots into existence that would soon turn a into an ombré of purple, blue, and maroon.

You quietly moaned, your hands moving to play with Kenny's wild, blond hair. He slid his hands under your shirt, urging you to arch your back and lift your arms so he could take it off. Once the fabric was off and thrown across the room, Kenny immediately latched his mouth onto your left breast, his hand massaging the right. The heat in between your thighs grew almost unbearably. You needed him.

"Kenny, baby," you moaned, propping yourself up on your elbows. He separated from your chest and looked at you curiously. "Take off your clothes. You're, like, fully dressed and I'm only in my underwear, that's not fair."

He chuckled, but complied. He slowly, teasingly, removed his white tank top. Then moved to unbuckle his cargo pants, sliding them down his legs at an annoyingly slow rate.

"Jesus, just fuck me already, man," you groaned as you squeezed your thighs together, hoping for a little bit of friction.

"Alright, alright," Kenny laughed as he kicked his trousers away from his legs. "Hands and knees, baby."

You moved so you were positioned how he'd asked, and you arched your back so your ass stuck out. You felt Kenny's fingers under the waistband of your panties, felt how he slowly pulled them down. You wiggled your hips impatiently and groaned, hoping he would cease his teasing.

Instead, you felt a sharp slap to your ass cheek. "Be patient, Y/n." Kenny said sternly.

"Fuck, yes, sir," you whimpered, laying your head onto the sheets.

Your panties were finally at your knees, and Kenny's hands were no longer on you. You heard shuffling, and assumed he was removing his boxers.

"Condom, or no?" Kenny asked, his hands back on your ass, thumbs rubbing circles into the skin.

"Just fuck me, I need to feel you." Your voice came out slightly muffled from the bedding. Kenny harshly grabbed your hip with one hand, the other grabbing his dick and rubbing the tip in between your folds. You pushed your hips back slightly, hoping he'd give you what you needed.

He finally slid into you, pushing his dick in all the way.

"Shit, baby, you're so tight," he said through gritted teeth. You moaned loudly, digging your nails into the sheets.

The two of you had done this enough times to where he no longer needed to wait for you to adjust to his length. He began to slowly thrust in and out, but that wasn't enough for you. You were so fucking impatient, and you needed all of him immediately.

"I want you to go as hard as you can." You whined.

"Are you sure, Y/n?"

"God, yes, I need you so fucking bad." That was enough for Kenny, because he placed both hands on your hips, pulled all the way out, and rougly slammed back in. He continued to thrust in and out rougly, pulling the raunchiest sounds from your mouth.

He bent forward, reaching to grab a fistful of your hair, pulling you up enough for your mouths to meet. The action could barely be classified as kissing. It was mostly teeth clashing and tongues messily moving together. Your loud moans were muffled due to this.

You felt like you were on another planet, with Kenny's cock reaching all the right places inside you, rubbing against your walls. His hips slapped harshly together with yours, hitting your sweet spot every time. It all left your knees wobbly and your mouth watering.

Both of you were teetering the edge within five minutes. Kenny was just as unraveled as you were, his moaning and whimpering right next to your ear turned you into jelly. He chanted your name in rhythm with his thrusts.

"Fuck, I'm so... so close, Y/n." He quietly said in between moans. Before you could bring yourself to respond, he snuck his arm around your waist, and pressed the heel of his hand into your lower stomach, causing your orgasm to sneak up and hit you hard.

"Kenny! Oh, fuck, I'm cumming," you practically screamed. Your hands balled into fists and your toes curled.

"Shit, you're so good for me," Kenny said, his grip on your hips were sure to leave bruises later on, but neither of you cared. You tightened around him, dragging his own orgasm out. "Fuck, you're such a good girl. I'm gonna fill you up."

His hot cum painted your walls, your tight pussy completely milking him of everything he had. He stilled his hips, giving you both a moment to breath before he pulled out. You shuddered once he did, an almost foreign empty feeling between your legs.

Your arms and legs gave out, and you crashed into the bed, Kenny lying down next to you and pulling you close.

"That was... so fucking good," you said softly whilst attempting to catch your breath.

After about a minute of laying there, trying to put your brain back together, Kenny tried to get up.

"What are you doing? Come lay with me, pretty boy." You whined.

"Don't you want me to clean you up? I was going to run a shower for us."

"We can deal with all that in the morning. Come on." You patted the space next to you. Kenny couldn't refuse, so he smiled and laid down next to you.

"I love you, Y/n," he whispered.

"I love you more, Kenny."

[appelia]

♡*♡∞:｡.｡ Craig's Gang Relationship HC's

IMPORTANT: all my characters in my fics are aged up to 19-24. Side note: excuse my poor English.

Warning: none applicable

Genre: general, headcanons

Reader Gender: neutral

A/n: I'm not much a fan of separating Tweek and Craig, so theirs will be loosely based on how they act with each other (but I'll still use the pronoun "you")! Also, this one is a bit short, I'm sorry!

Craig Tucker

He's pretty bad at expressing his emotions, which can get pretty tricky at times.

He's great at helping you overcome difficulties, as he's very logical.

His ideal date night: Stargazing near the pond, if it's a meteor shower, he'll talk all about space and the universe and whatnot.

If Stripe likes you, the relationship is going to last a long time (guinea pigs my beloveds)

With his monotone, it's pretty hard to tell if he's happy or not, so he'll make sure to reassure you that he loves you a whole lot.

Clyde Donovan

Everyone knows Clyde's a crybaby.

When he's sad, he cries. Happy, he cries. Angry, he cries.

It's a bit jarring at first if you don't know beforehand. You two will just be cuddling and he'll start crying out of nowhere.

"I'm just so happy ☹️!"

His ideal date night: I think Clyde's a bit of a shopaholic. He'll take you shopping at the mall, making you stop at every single store.

"Y/n, we could match!"

Jimmy Valmer

I like to think he'd be head over heels for you.

He'll practice his comedy to you before his shows, asking you which one you liked the best.

His ideal date night: Watching a comedy special while cuddled up together with a bunch of snacks all around.

He's not afraid of PDA, he'll kiss you anywhere at any given time.

He's the jealous type - the moment he sees anyone getting a little too comfortable he does the most so that they'll get the hint that you're off limits.

Tolkien Black

This one's a sweetheart

He'll definitely go overboard in gift giving. If you say you like something, he'll buy 50 of it.

His ideal date night: A romantic dinner at some nice restaurant, then just walking around the town.

He loves to hold hands, but he's not huge on PDA otherwise.

I think Tolkien's a candle guy (This doesn't really have anything to do with relationship I just think he loves candles.)

Tweek Tweak

He's kind of insane but in an endearing way.

He tends to freak out and have outbursts a lot, but with you, those outbursts lessen.

His ideal date night: Going to the beach. He freaks out a bit at first because he thinks there's going to be a shark in the water and he'll die, and when you guys are leaving he'll complain because sand is a bitch to clean. But during the date, he'll love it!

He's absolutely the jealous type - He's also most likely wickedly strong, so whoever's getting too comfy with you better watch out.

[appelia]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ He Gave Me The Stars

Craig x Tweek

IMPORTANT: all my characters in my fics are aged up to 19-24. Side note: excuse my poor English.

Warning: NSFW

Genre(s): Fluff, Smut

A/n: This is sort of like a separate segment from a chaptered Creek fic I'm currently working on called "He Thinks He Took The Train To Mars"! Depending on how well this does, I might post the fic to both Tumblr and AO3 :)

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

The morning brings sweet guinea pig squeals to the ears of those closest. It brings soft sunlight peering through the open part of dark blue curtains. It brings feather-light kisses on cheeks, noses, foreheads, and lips. It holds a sliver of a guarantee that you survived yet another night with your lover.

But, as happy as all that made Craig, he still preferred the night. Because the night brought arms wrapped tightly around waists. It brought sensual touches paired with deep kisses. It brought deep conversations with the person lying next to you.

Craig genuinely believed he loved the night sky so much, not only because of what it brought, but also because his blond haired lover hung the stars in the sky for him.

Tweek preferred the morning sky, but that didn't stop Craig from being smitten to the idea that Tweek was his universe. Every kiss, every touch, every movement had Craig seeing stars. Tweek was his StarBoy.

And, in the night, Craig's StarBoy would find himself sat on the floor, in between his lover's legs. He'd work his stardust in order to take Craig apart, in order to have him whining Tweek's name.

With one hand on Craig's base, and the other slowly teasing his tip, the only sound that could be heard in the dead of the night was soft moans and heavy breathing. Tweek's thumb rubbed circles into the tip, smiling with pride at the way precum leaked out of the slit. He bent down to lick it up, enjoying Craig's loud whimper.

"Please, honey," he whispers.

"What do you want, baby?" Tweek teased. He knew what he wanted, but he wanted to hear it put into words. He kept giving kitten licks to Craig's tip.

"You... I want your mouth, please," Craig muttered, looking away from where the blond male sat pretty in between his legs.

Tweek smiled before engulfing Craig's dick into the warm heat of his mouth. Everytime the two found themselves in this position, Tweek's usual twitchiness ceased almost entirely, as if his mind replaced the feeling of anxiety with arousal, allowing him to give his utmost attention to pleasuring his boyfriend.

And pleasure his boyfriend he did, his head bobbing up and down on Craig's dick, his cheeks hollowed. Craig reached down to tangle his fingers in the mess of light hair, pulling as he groaned into the sensation of the warm, wet mouth around him.

He looked out the window, which had the curtains pulled back to reveal the clear night sky. All those stars, and yet, the only one that mattered was currently sucking him off.

He loved Tweek more than anything. He couldn't ever imagine being in this situation with anyone else. Tears welled in his eyes, from both the ethereal feeling of Tweek's mouth, but also because he couldn't contain just how much he loved his lover.

Tweek pulled off when he noticed Craig's tears. "Is everything okay, babe? Should I stop? Was something wrong?" He internally panicked. His boyfriend was usually stoic, and certainly never cried when receiving head.

"No! No, of course not," Craig wiped his eyes and cupped Tweek's cheek in his palm. "I just... love you so much. Please keep going, you're so perfect."

Tweek kissed Craig's palm before latching his mouth back on the dick in front of him. All it took was a couple of tongue flicks to the slit to make Craig break. He loudly moaned Tweek's name repeatedly, like a mantra he'd never been allowed to say until now. Hot, salty liquid shot into Tweek's mouth. He happily swallowed all of it, even lapping up the bits he may have missed on the tip.

When done, he pushed himself up onto Craig's bed, pushing the other back so he can wrap his arms around him.

"I love you, Craig," he said softly, pressing a kiss to his lover's nose.

"I love you more, my star."

[appelia]

Introduction :)

Hello! My name is Äppelia (ah-peh-lia), and I am a South Park fan fiction writer. I'm fairly new to Tumblr, so please bear with me for a while lol.

About Me:

I was born in Iceland, and was raised speaking Icelandic, so please pardon my English if I make mistakes.

I've been a big fan of South Park since 2014!

I am autistic, so I frequently use tone tags in my HCs.

I am currently in college studying aerospace engineering :)

About Requesting:

My requests are open! Here is a list of things I am comfortable or uncomfortable with writing:

I will write:

Ships

NSFW (my characters are ALWAYS aged up)

Angst

Death and similar plotlines

Drugs, alcohol, etc.

I will NOT write:

NSFW of minors (anything under 19)

Explicit gore

Inc*st

Anything bigoted

If there are any questions, feel free to ask anonymously, or send a message :) I do not bite!

When requesting, please be as specific as possible, as it helps me to follow your request as accurately as possible. PLEASE specify reader gender (if x reader)!

Thank You!

[appelia]

♡*♡∞:｡.｡ Main 4 + Butters Relationship HCs

IMPORTANT: all my characters in my fics are aged up to 19-24. Side note: excuse my poor English.

warnings: none applicable

reader gender: gender neutral

a/n: this is my first tumblr fic, i hope it's enjoyable! :)

Stan Marsh

I see Stan as a bit of a hopeless romantic

But when he does get into a relationship, he either totally lovebombs, or gradually becomes obsessed with you over the years.

He definitely needs reassuring for EVERYTHING (/neu)

"Is it okay that I'm holding your hand? Are my hands too sweaty? I can let go if you want."

But over time he becomes comfortable with you, and knows that if you're ever uncomfortable, you'll tell him right away.

He loves cuddles, so long as it's not in front of his friends, as he doesn't want them teasing you.

Actually a gentleman, will stop to tie your shoes for you.

His ideal date night: Sitting in his or your bedroom and blasting music while drunk.

He'll get up and make you dance with him, the two of you stumbling around in your dunken haze.

You'll both laugh so hard you wind up in tears and on the floor.

Overall, both of you have flaws. For what it's worth, he's a great boyfriend, so long as you help each other try and patch those flaws.

Kyle Brovlofski

He's a lover, this one

Despite the fact that he's rather inexperienced with relationships, he treats you like the royalty you are.

He has many insecurities, but will work overtime to make sure that you yourself love yourself fully.

Speaking of insecurity, he's very jealous.

If you're chatting with someone, and he notices them getting a little too comfortable, he won't hesitate to walk over and hug you from behind, putting his chin on your shoulder, maybe even kissing your cheek if the person is still flirty.

He may not need constant reassurance, but when you two start dating, he'll accidentally avoid you out of fear he'll mess something up.

While Stan may be a gentleman, Kyle is the epitome of the word Chivalry.

He'll force you to stay in the car until he's walked around and opened the car door for you.

His ideal date night: The movie theater! Nothing wrong with a good old fashioned movie date.

He'll accidentally blow a bag on the expensive ass movie theater snacks, but it's worth it for you.

He WILL spoil you.

Eric Cartman

He acts all tough and stuff around his friends, but behind closed doors, he's your babygirl.

Demands kisses and cuddles at all given moments.

In front of his friends, he'll firmly wrap an arm around your waste.

"Yeah, this is my bitch." (More like he's YOUR bitch, but you don't say anything and just go along with it.)

He'll complain, but he secretly loves spoiling you. Maybe because you spoil him too.

He doesn't show his jealousy outright, but if he sees you talking to ANYONE around your ages, he is internally FUMING.

His ideal date night: People watching at a park, making fun of passerbys.

He'll literally make fun of the way he sees someone breathe.

He may be an awful person sometimes, but you even him out slightly, Kyle will say he's gotten soft because of you.

He has, but he'll deny it to the ends of the Earth.

He makes you playlists and gets mad when you don't listen to them as soon as he makes them.

Kenny McCormick

Kenny is an ex-fuckboy. When he realized his crush on you, he quickly dropped all his flings.

He is absolutely smitten with you.

He honestly gets angry that he doesn't get spoil you. He'd give you the world and more if it didn't have a price tag.

That being said: He's a total perv, he hasn't lost his roots completely.

Will make dirty jokes at any given moment just to fluster you, doesn't matter who you're with.

He's 100% okay with PDA. In fact, he initiated it first.

Will straight up make out with you in public any where.

Doesn't talk much when you two are around others, but at night, lying in your bed, you two will have the deepest conversations.

Cried of happiness in your arms the first time he stayed over at your house for the night, because you made him bring over his family's laundry and you did it for free. (You constantly help his family with things they might not have access to, mostly discreetly b/c you don't want them feeling like a charity case.)

His ideal date night: Laying in the grass at midnight and watching the stars, occasionally making out.

He loves everything about you, and will always make that known.

Butters Stotch

He's such a sweetheart.

He loves kisses, but gets really shy everytime you kiss him.

It's rare he ever uses your actual name to address you. He mostly uses pet names like angel, baby, sweetheart, etc.

You knocked that weird misogynist phase out of him and for that he owes you big time.

He's insecure about his scar and prosthetic eye, so you always make it a point to tell him how beautiful he and his eyes are.

To him, you hung the stars in the sky.

He doesn't want to mess things up, so he asks Cartman for advice. Which was a bad idea, because he ends up doing/saying something really stupid and it takes you two days to forgive him.

He makes up for it by apologising 400 times and buying you a basket of candies.

His ideal date night: Either going to the aquarium or the beach, right after eating dinner at a nice restaurant.

He loves to lay on your chest and listen to your heartbeat.

One night, you accidentally drop him off five minutes past his cerfew, and stick up for him when his parents give him a hard time. Because of you, they only grounded him for three days instead of two weeks.