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Study Muffin

Genderbent!Loud Siblings x Reader

Linka groans from the sight of her paper. Her test was marked with an F. She rests her head on the desk, defeated. “I don't get it, Claudia. Usually, I'm a good student but lately it's been all C's and D's and now an F.”

Claudia grabbed Linka’s test paper and grimaced at it. “Ugh, and a frowny face too. Girl, I cannot.” Claudia’s reply made Linka groan even more, disturbing others around them. “If I don't turn this around, I could fail fifth grade!”

“Linka, you can't! If I go to middle school without you, I could fall in with the wrong social group, and get frosted lips, and start being into bubble nails." Claudia shivered.

Linka just stared at her best friend blankly almost lost hope but she remembered she knew someone who could get her to tutor.

That is… no other than Levi!

“No.” Levi refused while staring blankly at his sister. The two siblings are at home. Linka approached her brother the first thing after she came home from school.

“But, Levi!” Linka whined, Levi is the only one who could help her right now as he is the prodigy intellectually among her brothers. With no way out, she tried to do puppy dog eyes at him to try and persuade her younger brother to give in and help her.

“Cute, but you really thought that would work on me? Sorry, Link. Unfortunately I am completely booked. I got math with Lars on Mondays, geology with Lynn on Tuesdays, finger painting with Leon on Wednesdays, et cetera et cetera." He showed Linka his schedule for the rest of the month which made the girl sigh.

“Oh, since you did the puppy eye thing, I’ll give you an advice. I've heard through the tutoring grapevine that some high school students tutor for extra credit.” With that, Levi turned to walk away from Linka.

“Hey, you said the puppy eye thing didn’t work!”

“Oh, pish-posh.” Levi grinned and left. At a distance, he could be heard yelling at Loni about being tardy with the Pre-Cal tutoring session.

Your phone dinged as someone sent you a message about being interested of booking you as a tutor. Finally, the time has come! You’ve been growing anxious about being a tutor. Although this isn’t the first time teaching another student, it’s still nerve-wracking since it’s a stranger this time.

It really wasn’t your idea to offer tutoring sessions but your friend suggested that it might be a good idea to build an image for college applications in the future.

You opened the message and found that you would be tutoring a fifth grader since she’s bound to flunk if she continues to fail the remedial. Your body relaxed a little knowing the lessons would be a bit easier to teach and nothing could go wrong.

You ringed the door bell to what you assumed the Loud Residence as this was the address the tutee gave you. Within a minute, a young girl with striking white hair opened the door for you and gave you a welcoming smile. “Hello, is this the Loud Residence?” you gave her your professional smile you practiced prior.

Her eyes glimmered and gave you an affirming nod. “Yep! You must be my tutor. I am Linka.”

After introducing yourself, she led you to their dining table and set up her textbooks. “I really appreciate this, (Y/n). I have a big multi-subject test coming up, and I need to ace it.”

You smiled at her, “I’m sure you’ll be able to ace it, but after thorough assessments from our sessions of course. So, I’ll do my best to help you.”

“And I thought that angels only exist in heaven.” Linka dramatically says while clenching her fist on top of her chest. You only laughed at her.

“So, I'm like, if you literally don't know the difference between rugby and football— Oh, Linka brought a new girl friend around.” A male voice spoke which caught both of your attention. His tone was a bit playful.

“Loki, get out! Can’t you see we’re studying here?” Linka hissed but the boy never faltered. “Oh really? This is our kitchen, Link. I can do whatever I want.” You turned to look at him as you can feel his presence between you and Linka. He ruffled Linka’s hair, satisfied at annoying his sister.

Must be a family of blondes. Loki has a common blonde hair compared to Linka. He also has a light stubble that complimented that growing smirk of his. He suddenly turned his head and made eye contact with you. “Don’t ogle too much, it’ll be harder to concentrate.” He grinned at you, but instead of being flustered, his comment only irked you.

“Wipe that smirk off your face before I do it for you.” You undoubtedly replied not thinking it through. You only came to your senses when it suddenly became quiet and Loki looked at you dumbfounded. Your cheeks became flushed and felt embarrassed. What were you doing in your first day of tutoring?!

You hanged your head low, mentally facepalming yourself. You’re sure Loki caught on about your reply. “Yeah, right! Give him an uppercut!” Linka instigated.

Yeah… an uppercut…

While looking down, you saw that Loki dropped his phone and handed it to him. “Loki, you dropped your phone.” However, when you looked up, you’re sure that his cheeks were tinted pink or maybe your eyes were just playing with you.

His silence broke Linka from her uppercut suggestions. “Loki, are you okay?”

Loki rubs the nape of his neck and trying to build “I uh… I am… I’m fi—“

“I heard a goose! I call dibs!" A young blonde came into view holding a net, however upon seeing you, he was a bit confused. “What’s a pretty stranger doing in this house?!”

“A what?” Another boy came into the kitchen. He’s wearing a clay mask and has cucumber slices in his eyes. He removes the slices and made eye contact with you. “AAH! MY FACE!”

Yep, a family of blondes. Your claim was disproven immediately when the rest of the siblings came into the kitchen probably curious about the commotion.

Ah… there are lots of them.

All of them started talking at the same time. Unfortunately, you can’t comprehend any of this as their voices became inaudible. You just stared at them amused of how this family caters a lot of siblings.

The one who cleansed his on-going skincare came back and greeted you. “Hey, guys. Oh, Linka, I didn't know you were entertaining. Hi. I'm Loni.” Is this guy for real? He acted as if he wasn't here minutes ago. You can’t help but let out a laugh about his silliness which caught the siblings’ attention.

You became self-conscious when they all stared at you. Their stares made you a bit shy. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m Linka’s tutor, (Y/n). It’s nice to meet you all.” You nervously laugh.

“Ugh, could all of you please get out? We’re trying to study!” Linka snapped at them but the sibling with a crown pushed a chair between Linka and I, and sat, "It's a free country, Linka. We can go where we want to."

"I'm standing here!" The boy with the net stood next to you while smiling ear to ear. You're now trapped between these cuties. They resemble each other, must be twins.

"The heck you are!" The princely twin retorted, but before any punches were thrown you immediately disputed it. "Boys, I know you're interested in joining Linka and I, but she can't concentrate if eyes are observing her." You grabbed something from your purse

"And mouths yapping" Linka raised an eyebrow at his brothers.

"Yes- wait-, what I mean is she can't focus if there are distractions." You grabbed something from your purse. "Here, I'll give these to you since I'm hoping you'll behave accordingly." You handed each twin a lollipop and gave them a wink.

Their smiles grew wide and immediately shoved it in their mouths. "Roger that!" They saluted and walked away with puffed chests. You turned to the remaining brothers. "We'll just occupy the space for a couple of hours, if you don't mind."

"No problem, Love." A brunette with a faux hawk leaned his arm on your chair gave you a boyish smile. "You can be here anytime of the day. You can even join me on my rock sessions upstair-- Ow! Lane!" On instinct, you leaned your head away when a brunette with braces karate chopped his head. "No, you're not, you just want both of your strings to get attached. Haha! Get it? Strings!"

"Come on, (Y/n)! Let's go somewhere a little less crowded." Linka dragged you away from her swarming brothers. She's clearly annoyed with her brows furrowed.

She led the both of you to the living room and settled on the couch. When she was opening the textbooks, voices were heard outside the house. "The one who catches Geo wins!" The younger brothers were playing in competition with each other, and Linka could see that they were showing off to impress her tutor.

"What are they doing?! They're literally disturbing you. I'm sorry, (Y/n)." Loki sat next to you on the couch and started typing on his phone. His presence made you a bit shy, being this close made you notice his arms' lean muscles, and his full eyebrows. You instantly looked away as he might caught on that you were staring. "Ooh, Linka, you have so many books. What's the story about?" You were caught off guard by a voice coming from behind you. When you turned your head, you saw Loni peeking his head behind the couch. He emits a clean and sweet scent, and he also looks neat.

"I think it'll be better if we went to my room instead." Linka gathered her books and gave the stink eye to her older brothers while escorting you to her room. They only responded with a smirk. Living with ten brothers her whole life, Linka knew what her brothers' antics are all about. They can't even hide that their expressions are living subtitles of their intensions.

After entering upstairs, you saw a brother with an eyeglass interrupting Linka for dragging you to her room, “I need to borrow (Y/n) for a second. I'm tutoring Lexx.” She only gave him a questioning look. You look your tutee with worry, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to help a little.

“Okay, but I can’t stay for more than 5 minutes. I’ll just explain an specific topic they’re having a hard time with.” Levi stared at you with a creepy smile and made a creepy giggle to go along with it.

“This is called a gluteus maximus, otherwise known as the butt.” Levi pointed his pointing stick at the side of your ass cheek. "Wait, what?!" You jerked away from Levi face flushed from embarrassment. You held your hands up to the level of your bust and backed away. "I'm so sorry, I know it's educational but I think I'm not the the best model-- Oof!" Your back bumped into someone's torso. Before you could apologize you were interrupted, "Don't worry about it, (Y/n). These boys are just getting cheeky." Lane came in and pinched both Levi and Lexx's ears which earned a yelp from each sibling. "Wait, I just made a pun! Get it? Cheeky?" Lane laughed to himself.

"All right, all right, CLASS DISMISSED!" Linka grabs your arm and dragged you away from the scene.

"I'm sorry about that, (Y/n)." Linka opened her door and got scared when a goth kid started talking "I wrote a poem about you. (Y/n). Pretty face. Mysterious eyes. Pretty cool for a living girl. (Y/n)."

"Everybody out!" Lexx screamed at Linka's door. "It's time for The Knight, The Princess and The Dragon. You're the Princess, (Y/n). You don't have to do anything your beauty is enough." Lexx giggled. "Lexx, what did we agree on earlier?" You raised a questioning eyebrow at him. "Oopsies." Lexx nervously laughed and bowed before leaving Linka's room.

"Finally, we can get down to business." Linka rejoiced and set her books on bed. "I'm so sorry about my brothers, (Y/n)."

"I'm sorry too, Linka. I should've been more stern with your brothers because tutoring you is my priority." You apologized too. "It's okay, you just met us. I'm sure you just wanted to help." Linka is so cute and can't help but hug her at being understanding. You girls laughed and continued studying.

Hours later, Linka completed the assessments you provided for her. Surprisingly, she got good marks. "Linka, you're spot-on in all of your lessons. Even surrealist art." Linka looked at her assessment scores in confusion, "It's weird. I thought I needed so much help."

"May I ask what happened the day you failed your test?"

"Well, Mr. DiMartino became the substitute for the day--" "Wait Mr. DiMartino? The hunk teacher in elementary?" You laughed at Linka but she only gave you a questioning look. "Girl, no wonder why you're getting distracted and failing your test. Mr. DiMartino is so hot that girls ogle at him and lost their focus."

"Oh my god, you are so right." Linka must've went through a flashback while you're yapping about Mr. DiMartino "I almost failed too because of him. A piece of advice, try not to look too much and you won't worry about failing fifth grade." You winked at Linka and patted her back.

You arranged your things and Linka escorted you downstairs. "It's all in your head, Link. There's no reason you shouldn't be getting top marks on your exam. Well, I guess you won't be needing me anymore." You gave her a hug.

You could hear the whining from the younger brothers about you leaving while the older ones frowned. "Thanks for having me guys!"

Linka tapped your arm just before you left the door. "Can we still hang out after this?" She looked at you with that puppy dog eyes. you only grinned aat her, "You really thought that's gonna work on me? I am a professionally at that, but since you tried, we can 'literally' hang out." You peeked behind Linka and see the guys smile a little.

I guess these dudes needed a playmate.

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For You

Casanova!Kenny McCormick x Reader | High School AU

"Stop staring at him, you look like a stalker."

Nicole rolled her eyes at your fascination to the musty blonde haired man. You're looking at him like a hopeless romantic that fantasizes scenarios on her bed. It's the fourth time of the week that you invited her out to come watch the football practice. It's getting out of hand.

She knows that Kenny isn't for you, with that womanizer persona that gets his fans drop to their knees and he looks like he doesn't take a bath. He would clearly play with your heart.

"Girl, get a grip, you know he's up to no good."

"I can't help it."

Nicole furrowed her eyebrows at you in disbelief, what do you mean you can't help it? You are aware what this man is capable of and you decided to ignore it? Nicole's thoughts of objections to your infatuation was set aside when she saw how you look at Kenny. You're completely whipped for the guy.

She just sighed and pat your back.

You waited for Kenny outside the showers right after their practice. You prepared a love letter and sweets that conveys how you felt about him. Surely, you know that he'll appreciate the treat you have, because you saw how he treat his fangirls, he accommodates them.

Kenny was in surprise to find you handing out the letter you wrote for him right after he went out. You look nervous yet has that lovestruck look in your eyes. Great, another one.

"Just what are you doing here, babe?" He smirked at you giving his signature look for his fans. He towers over you and looking at you intently. His actions made you flustered and couldn't form the words you want to say, so you ended up pushing the letter and sweets to him and hurriedly left the scene.

Kenny sighed, that was so cringy like straight out of a cringy something movie. He just wasted his breath for a runner. He scanned the envelope of the letter you gave him and straight away knew it was a confession one, it made him chuckle.

"What a kid."

He crumpled the letter and it went straight to the bin. He popped one candy and gave the rest to the gang.

-

Kenny furrowed his eyebrows at you when he saw you entered the cafeteria holding a bag of cookies. He knows you'll go his way if you ever spot him, so he prepared himself on how he's going to talk to you. When you finally noticed where he was, your eyes lit up and happily approached him.

You caught the other boys' attention when you stood near their table and their eyes are just glued to you. You felt alienated by their stares but tried to pay no mind to it. But, when you finally said your greetings to Kenny, they went back to what they're doing. Like, it's expected or something.

"You finally have the courage, doll?" He once again gave you his smirk that all the ladies receive from him, and it doesn't differs to you.

"I just wanna give this to you." You nervously handed him the bag of cookies you baked last night, with a tag that wrote "I like you". He smiled at you and said his thanks.

After you left their table, he gave the sweets to Cartman. "What, you don't like food anymore?"

"Not really, I just get more than enough of these."

-

"Come on, let's go home!" Nicole called for you from the door of the room.

"I can't! I have to give this to Kenny!" You fixed your things and fetched another set of snacks you brought for Kenny. You've been giving him snacks for a few days now. Your hopes are building up for him as he's been nice during your interactions to each other.

"What, you think he likes you or something? I am telling you, he's only playing with you." Nicole crossed her arms as she leaned into the door frame of the classroom.

"Don't be like that, then I just have to work hard."

"What? Be for real." She rolled her eyes at you and you just nudged her side and giggled.

You bid your goodbyes to Nicole and went straight to the lockers. You waited for Kenny next to his locker as their would be just getting ready for practice.

You spot him walking to his locker while his eyes are glued to his phone. You called for him which broke his contact to the screen and search for the source of his name and saw you. His gaze slightly shift into a blank stare which confused you.

"Uhm... I brought you snacks for later." You gave him the bag you have for him.

Kenny scanned the bag of cookies and saw the tag that wrote "I like you" once again. He internally sighed and didn't take the bag that you were offering for him.

You were just standing there, I bit confused of the situation. It made you look at what you brought, checking if there's something wrong with it, but there was none.

"I don't like you, you're starting to annoy me." He smiled without his eyes, it sheds no emotion of some sort, a pretend one.

"I just want to give you these cookies..." You just smiled at him.

"You think, I didn't know what you're up to? Just get lost." He slightly pushed the bag of cookies back to your direction indicating a clear rejection.

"I'm sorry." You covered you face as tears welled up, and you could feel your throat closing up. You quietly left the scene, not wanting to catch the stares of the students around the two of you.

Nicole's really gonna scold you tonight.

To be continued...

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Nice

Stan Marsh x Fem!Reader | Part 3 Part 2

“I’m sorry, girl! I don’t have any spare clothes for you. Unless you want to wear my cheerleading outfit.” Nichole gave you an apologetic smile after she rummaged through her locker to find any piece of clothing for you.

You groaned in response. This day isn’t going so well for you. Many things are happening as if you’re in a movie. A movie that sucks balls.

“Thank you, Nichole.” You ran your hand through your hair, thinking for another solution. “If you change your mind, my offer’s always up. I’m sorry I need to go, they need me at the Board Game Club. Call me if you need anything.” She flew you a kiss and left.

You’re growing desperate to get out of your vomit scented clothes. Thankfully, it didn’t penetrate through your underwear, maybe you still have some luck left. While mindlessly walking through the halls, you found yourself back to the boys. Stan’s nowhere to be found, maybe still changing.

“Dude, only 20 minutes have passed yet you look like sleep deprived.” Kyle spotted you, before you reached their circle. “You think I don’t know that? What am I gonna do?” You whined, shaking Cartman who’s trying to get away from you. “Kyle says you’re looking like a homeless, and get away from me! You stink!”

Kenny on the other hand was lost in thought, not that it was unusual since he doesn’t ramble more often. You just noticed how deeply he’s staring at you. That made you stop bothering Cartman and gave the blondie a questioning look. Kenny became embarrassed at how you noticed him staring, he just shrugged at you.

You know he’s up to something.

“What? Spill it.” You crossed your arms.

“You should wear it.”

“Wear what?”

“Wear that bralette.” Kenny didn’t hesitate.

You just stared at him blankly, then smiled. “Fuck no.”

“Then rot in Stan’s vomit.” Cartman added and you sent him a glare.

You whine once more knowing Cartman has a point. You don’t have any options left since Wendy might’ve united the girls to side with her, Bebe and Red might not help you. Now that bralette which caused this whole mess is your only option. You wished that this is just a dream where nothing happened at all when you wake up.

“Ugh, okay…”

Kenny’s eyes beamed at your response, probably imagining what you’ll look like. You sent him a knowing glare threatening to poke his eyes out.

You just know that it’s humiliating that you’ll end up wearing the bralette you poked fun with Stan. This is not how the prank was supposed to go, it went the other way around.

You skipped a class today, smelling like vomit is a deal breaker for you to attend any class right now. Plus, you didn't have a proper conversation with Stan yet which makes the situation worse.

You went to your locker, retrieved the bralette and you hurriedly went to the bathroom to change in one of the cubicles. Thankfully, no one was at the restroom since everyone was in class. The bralette showed too much skin specially it is shaped like a butterfly. This isn't really your go to outfit which made you cringe a little.

Everyone might think you're showing off, and this is against dress code!

Washing the substance off your clothes made you struggle for a bit since it went all over it. You'll just have to do a good job wringing it dry. You still can't shake off the thought that Stan heard what you said. He might think that you're pining for him and torment you for that. Even so, he's not that bad compared to Cartman in terms of teasing. But still!

You don't really dislike Stan that much, but you're keeping a distance since you knew his history with Wendy. It's hard to come into terms that he may still have lingering feelings for Wendy from what you've heard from Nichole and the guys. Even though you know that he hated the pranks you've been pulling, you still hoped that in this way you get to have a unique connection with him, and well... catch his attention. Yet, you kind of hate yourself for catching his attention the wrong way.

After wringing out your clothes, you looked at yourself in the mirror and sighed. You can't keep doing this for long, you cringed at the thought that you've brought this to yourself. Maybe karma is hitting now.

"Hey, (Y/n)! Are you finished yet?! You're the one who has to explain why we're skipping class!" Cartman's banging was heard from the restroom door.

"I get it, fatso! You don't have to scream!"

"Oh, you'll pay for that, bitch!" He screamed once more. You rolled your eyes at this and started fixing your clothes and putting it in a plastic bag. You need to hurry home before this monstrosity smells. While packing, you realized that your sweater was also drenched. You look at yourself on the mirror then back at your sweater as it dawned on you that you'll definitely be getting a violation slip.

"Bro, my feet hurts from standing since Stan chose to be a bitch!" Cartman complained on the other side of the door. "Then sit!" Kyle retorted, "I'm not sitting on the floor, it's dirty! So, you better bend down and-"

"Hey guys..." Your head peeked from the bathroom door. "Can I ask you a favor please?" You plead, making you want the floor to eat you alive.

"What? Just come out." Kenny smirked knowing what you might be showing off. You only glared at him, "Can I please borrow one of you guys' jacket?"

"No, it's cold." Cartman crossed his arms.

"Sorry, (Y/n). It's also cold" Kenny chuckled but you know that he has other reasons why he doesn't want to lend his parka. You only flipped him off.

"(Y/n), why are you talking to us through the door? Can you please come out so we can talk properly?" Kyle genuinely asked, unaware of your state.

Even though embarrassed, you complied to his request. You stepped out while rubbing your other arm. The air is chilly which makes you shudder a bit. Cartman only looked at you in annoyance while Kyle was also embarrassed as he did not expect you to show too much skin.

"That's more like it." Kenny smirked. "Stop!" you groaned pushing his face away from you.

"Where's Stan?"

"Probably still fixing himself, he'll join us soon. Here I'll lend you my jacket for the mean time." Kyle took of his orange jacket off and you wear it, finally feeling comfortable. "Thanks! I owe you one." Kyle is really a life-saver, better than the other two assholes.

"You better use that debt into something useful." Kenny winked which once again earned a groan from you.

"You still have to help us issue an excuse letter from the clinic, you know, for Stan and us." You gave him a nod, Kyle is an academic achiever and you know he can't be ticked absent or it'll affect his grade.

You requested an approval on your excuse letters from the clinic for the class the five of you missed. Thankfully, the nurse fancied Kenny which made the whole deal quicker. Right after, the bell finally rung, a signal for lunch time.

"You guys go ahead, I'll just stuff my clothes in my locker." You left the group as you made your way back to your locker. They wave their goodbyes before going straight to the cafeteria.

After stuffing your locker with a plastic of wet clothes, you closed it and saw Stan walking to your direction. He looked better than before, finally wearing his signature red collared brown jacket. Before you could look away, he spotted you. You only froze at your spot unsure of what to do.

He stopped in front of you, "Why are you wearing, Kyle's jacket?" curiosity filled his eyes, assuming ways of why you're wearing another man's clothing.

"My clothes are wet, they're in my locker. So, I wore these." You explained, your snarky tone gone.

"Take it off."

"What? I-I can't-" Your eyes went wide, confused at his actions. Yet your body is responding to his request.

"Just take it off."

You unbuttoned Kyle's jacket revealing what you were wearing. Stan immediately looked elsewhere just realizing why you were wearing Kyle's. He rubbed his face with his hands and decided to take off his jacket.

Stan tried to not stare at your chest while handing you his jacket. He won't lie, you looked good in it. "Just wear this, fresh off from my locker."

You only stared at him dumbfounded while still doing what he says. "I thought this was soaked from earlier?" You grabbed his jacket while taking off Kyle's

He crossed his arms and leaned on the lockers, "You learn something when you used to be alcoholic." He replied hinting he keeps an extra.

The shuffling of clothes untangled the strap on your neck, which made you groaned. "Can you please help me?" You turned around exposing your back to Stan. This made him swallow as the thought of your skin comes contact with his fingers. "Please? My hands are full." You raised the two jackets placed on your arms.

"O-okay." He reached for the strings and tied it on your nape. He also sneakily checked you out. Not that you would know.

"Thanks!" You smiled and you finally wore his jacket, smelling the faint of his cologne. He really smelled nice and wearing it makes you feel butterflies.

He also smiled at you and took Kyle's jacket from and escorted you to the cafeteria. The moment was rare, as you always pick on Stan and ran away from him. The feeling was surreal like something was going on between the two of you, but little did you know that the feeling was mutual.

As you reached the guys' table, the three of them greeted you as you sat across each other. The boys exchanged knowing looks while you were preparing to sit. You were seated next to Cartman and Stan was sitting next to Kyle. Stan handed Kyle his green jacket. "Did I smell bad?" Kyle asked kind of anxious. "No, you didn't." You gave him a reassuring smile.

"Looks like someone was jealous." Kenny chuckled while sipping on his juice. Kyle only nudged him.

Stan cleared his throat and proceeded to eat his lunch while the guys talk about different things as usual. You remained quiet and answered when asked until you remembered something.

"So... where you sick earlier?"

The guys stopped talking and looked at Stan, waiting for his answer. Stan only hummed and continued eating. This made you confused, then why were they making fun of him if he was sick?

"Then, why did Cartman associated it with being turned on?"

Kenny smirked at this while Kyle only minded his business. Eating. The redhead doesn't want to interfere since his best friend prevented him earlier. The table only went silent which made you feel horrible as it may be something that's personal and private.

"I-I'm sorry, I was just--"

"Jesus Fucking Christ! It's because he likes you, goddamnit!" Cartman screamed, itching to spill the beans. He's annoyed at the romcom happening in front of his food. He attracted the attention of the whole cafeteria which earned chuckles and cheers from everybody.

Your face went red and you feel small from the recognition. You looked at Stan who was surprised at the whole scene. This made you feel uneasy as he might object from Cartman's declaration.

"Is it true?" You asked, heart pounding and ringing was all you could hear as your eyes were fixed on him. You saw him tense at his seat which made your heart drop. Stan saw you frown from his lack of response which made him panic. He only nodded at you, trying to contain the food he just ate.

"Well, I like you too." You smiled at him, yet on the inside, you're panicking and screaming. Finally letting it out of you system and knowing that he likes you too.

Stan was also blushing as he puts his hands to cover his mouth.

"Don't even think about it, Stan. Not in front of my food or I'll end you. And you, (Y/n), we didn't invite you here for some romcom shit." Cartman threatened as he ate his meal.

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Tease

Kenny McCormick x Reader | College AU

"Are you sure you don't want to come watch us practice?" Your roommate asked for the second time. He's facing your back as you pay no mind turning around to meet his eyes. The Cows have been practicing a lot more since the game against other schools are nearing.

You continued to write your notes to review for an upcoming quiz on Monday. You wanted to score above passing for well... your own satisfaction. Not gonna hurt to keep a high grade.

"Sorry, but I'm sure. Gotta finish these before Monday." As you continue your work, Kenny turned your swivel chair to face him which caught you off guard. His pouty face met your gaze and it made you giggle. "Come on, I'll watch you guys on the game day."

Kenny sat on your bed and used his foot to pull the wheels of your chair in his direction. "Don't tire yourself out, okay? I don't want my Princess to be stressed and tired for next week." He cupped your cheeks and this made you smile. In return, you pinched his cheeks making him let go from the pain.

"What are you? My boyfriend?" You laughed. You and Kenny weren't technically together, but you constantly flirt with each other and you got used to it. You perceived it as nothing serious, but sometimes his flirting made your heart leap. Not that he would know since you're also good at keeping up with him.

"Can't I be just concerned for my roommate? But if that's what you're thinking, I wouldn't mind." He smirked at you and made a kissy face. He placed his hands behind him to support his weight on the bed.

Yeah, a real smooth talker. So much for a guy whose dialogue is muffled when he puts that stupid parka on everyday.

"Concerned? The last time I heard you were concerned was when a girl gave you a pregnancy scare." You tease, smirking the same way as he did.

"Oof, you don't have to be jealous, sweetheart. I'll give you such a performance it'll give you a pregnancy scare." He twirled your hair.

"You don't have to, I've seen the way you eat your food. Sloppy." Your smirk never faltered and he only looked at you in amusement.

"Oh, but you've never seen me eat pu-" You pushed his face away from yours before he could finish what he was saying. You don't have to hear glimpses of his sex life. Yet to be honest, you feel bad for yourself getting kinda jealous. "Go away, Player. I have reviewers to finish and I know that you know you'll benefit from this too." You rolled back to your desk and continued writing. Seconds later, you felt something touched the top of your head, his lips.

"Seriously though, don't overwork yourself. We don't want our Princess passing out."

You smiled and gave him thumbs up as a response.

"I see your ears go red, you're blushing."

"Stop!"

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Bro make a part two of the Stan x reader please

I finally did it! ^3^

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Stan Marsh x Fem!Reader | Part 2 Part 1

“Hi, (Y/n).”

Brown eyes met your own just when you looked over your locker. She was smiling but her gaze didn’t match her surface expression.

Ugh, so obvious of her.

Knowing Wendy, this conversation won’t go well. You just don’t know what kind of stick’s up her ass.

“Uh… Hi, Wendy.” You awkwardly waved at her. Her smile didn’t falter as she was just looking at you with her menacing gaze.

You looked at her for a few seconds, waiting for her concern, but it didn’t happen. So, you continued with what you’re doing.

“Don’t fuck with me, (Y/n).” She suddenly spat, asserting dominance in the current situation. She didn’t like how you dismissed her. Yet, it didn’t phase you, you’ve seen a lot of chick flick and all the Mean Girls shit. You’re already prepared for this kind of confrontation.

Besides, this isn’t your first time being a girl.

You looked at her from head to toe and scoffed, “Don’t start yapping, it’s still morning. Nobody likes your lectures, Wendy.” You stuffed your locker with the bralette Stan made fun of you with.

You noticed Wendy’s gaze following the object, and her disgust sprinkled with jealousy is very noticeable.

‘So, this is what it’s all about.’ You mentally cursed Stan for his prank. You also cursed yourself for starting the mess.

“I’m not gonna lecture you, (Y/n). I’m just concerned about you whoring around.” She crossed her arms smirking at you.

“Wha-?”

“You've been so cozy with the boys. Especially with Kenny, Butters and now trying to hit on Stan. I wonder what else you're up to? Maybe you'll steal Tolkien next." Wendy expressed disgust. "Can’t you see, I’m just concerned for Stan. He might catch diseases from that cunt.” She giggled. She knew, she pulled a trigger on that one.

Ugh, what a slut-shamer

This made your blood boil. You don’t want to catch the bait, but the bitch is tempting you with the best lure. But, no matter what happens you’re not planning to lose in this sneer contest.

Inhale.

Exhale.

You relaxed your stature and mocked Wendy’s giggles, then sucked your teeth expressing annoyance. “I don’t know what to tell you, Wendy. You said it yourself, if he picked someone “whoring around”, then I’m not the problem. Maybe something’s wrong with your cat. Like, something fishy? If I was Stan, I also wouldn’t go down on that.” You tilted your head, wanting to get a rise out of her. "Girl, you need to step up your game. It's embarrassing to lose to a "whore"."

You studied Wendy’s face and she’s turning red from the rage seething through her nose. She put her fist up and was about to say something when muffled laughter was heard a few feet away from the two of you.

You and Wendy checked the interruption, and it was just Stan’s group. Kenny was laughing at you while Cartman and Kyle was amused by the exchange, and Stan… Well, you don’t want to look at him. You closed your eyes, mentally facepalming, they clearly heard the whole interaction.

“Boo Wendy, you need girl classes.” Cartman retorted. Wendy left the scene angrily, clearly not finished with the whole exchange.

“And you just had to ruin the moment.” You replied, closing your locker.

“Careful, (Y/n), Wendy might do something more harmful, like beat you up outside.” Kyle said, pointing at Cartman. Cartman only swiftly glared at him.

“So much for women empowerment, what am I doing?” You groaned and leaned your forehead on Kenny’s shoulder. Reflecting on what you just did. You’re already planning on apologizing to Wendy.

“Wendy started it, can’t blame you. I’d do the same.” Cartman replied.

The boys looked at each other and noticed Stan acting weird. Kyle gave him a look but Stan only shrugged then looked elsewhere but you.

Kenny pushed you on the shoulders to meet his eyes, “Want to explain your snarky remark?” He pointed at Stan.

This made you groan even more. That statement was the last thing you want Stan to know about.

What if he assumes that you like him?

So, what if he thinks that way? It doesn't bother you, you don't even like him... like that.

Fuck, it does bother you.

You approached Stan and looked at him, He’s looking away, he doesn’t even want to look at you. You tried shaking him, but he wouldn't budge. You really did it this time. “Look, Stan… about what you heard, I’m sorry. I just blurted it—“

“Bluuch—.”

“Uh, oh.” Kyle intervened.

You reacted on reflex and closed your eyes. Something, liquid and bits of solid met your physique.

“What the fuck?!” You screamed, warm and half-digested breakfast stains your clothes.

Stan looked at you, panicking. You looked at your clothes, then him, then back at your clothes again. While Kenny and Cartman stared at you with an amused look.

“Stan, I know you’re mad but you don’t have to vomit on me! I’m sorry I pranked you, okay?!” You closed your eyes in distress. “Kenny, can you please fetch my—.”

The boys wasn’t paying attention on helping you, instead they’re laughing… at you? At Stan? You don’t know, you just want to get rid of the vomit on your clothes.

“Dude, you got turned on by that?!” Kenny laughed at Stan.

“S-shut up!” Stan replied while covering his mouth, trying to recover from vomiting.

“I thought you’ve passed that phase, dude!” Kyle commented suppressing a laugh.

“That’s gay, getting all excited from a girls’ fight.” Cartman added.

They continued on picking on Stan, especially Cartman. They’re acting like this is normal, like they’re desensitized about this kind of stuff.

And here you are totally confused, what do they mean by phase? What does it have to do with getting turned on? And do they still don’t want to help the two of you get rid of the vomit?!

Kyle noticed your troubled expression. “Don’t worry about it, (Y/n).”

“Worry about what?!”

“Oh yeah, you didn’t caught on Stan vomiting before when we were kids. He’s acting like this because—.” Stan nudged Kyle, preventing him from spilling more beans.

The way they’re acting isn’t helping you at all, you’re not even surprised at this point.

“Guys!” You shouted, aiming on catching their attention and… PC Principal’s attention.

“Why are you teens shouting here? You’re disturbing other classes!”

Due to adrenaline, you quickly made up some excuse to get out of trouble. “We’re sorry, PC Principal, Stan’s just not feeling well.” You apologetically said, you showed your clothes and tried helping Stan to make it believable. “He’s been nauseous right after Mr. Garrison’s class.”

The other dudes except for fatass also started on attending Stan’s needs, yet the truth is they don’t even care that much.

“Oh, alright then. Just bring him to the nurse’s office just to make sure he’s fine.” He then left to bust other teens.

You brought out some tissues from your locker and tried wiping his mouth, but it only made it worse.

“Dude!”

Hi, guys! It’s been a while and I just wrote part 2, I hope you liked it! I’ll also write part 3. About Wendy’s eyes, I saw a headcanon about Wendy having brown eyes. So, I went away with it.

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Stan Marsh x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: In your high school years, you and Stan have been on each other's nerves for a while now, you thought pulling a prank on him might get him for the day.

Walking in the halls of South Park High has been a challenge for a student who went through enough bullshit from The Boys. Being ‘friends’ with them is playing with life and death.

I was almost arrested once, and it was not one of my proudest moments, I should’ve listened to Tolkien who said Cartman and his friends are for naught. But in every commotion, I somehow always get involved.

I was about to reach my locker when I heard Stan’s group chatting loudly enough for the rest of the teens to hear. Then, a loud splash of water was heard in the hallway which caught the busy teens' attention. Some snickered and some just rolled their eyes and continued what they were doing. Maybe they got used to them picking something up from their sleeves.

I hurriedly approached the group.

"Oh no! Are you alright?" I asked worriedly, "Jeez, you're really drenched." I sighed and searched for my handkerchief to wipe his face.

His company only looked at him, "Dude..."

Cartman laughed at him, "Wet pussy!" making Kyle elbow the fatass. "Ay!"

Stan didn't move an inch, he was too stunned at the sudden event which made his top clothing drenched in water. He looked at himself and the other teens glancing his way.

I could feel the embarrassment and rage from where I stood, and damn, he was pissed.

I approached him and reached out to wipe his face but before I could, he grabbed my wrist and glared.

"You bitch! You did this didn't you?"

"W-what do you mean?" My eyes widened at his accusation, and I looked at the others with eyes pleading for help. Kenny was ready to help me until Kyle spoke.

"You don't have to act innocent (Y/n), we know you did it," Kyle claimed as he points at me. Even though we can tell he's discreetly laughing at his super-best friend, he had the guts to expose me.

I expressed a pout, "Kyle! Don't expose me like that."

"You should know better, (Y/n). He was raised by the biggest Karen, what did you expect?" Cartman retorted.

"Shut up, fatass!"

"Okay, you got me." You confessed, dropping the act for being exposed. It was just a silly prank, adjusting the pressure and flow of the drinking fountain. It's not like I stabbed him or anything.

"But what are you gonna do, Stan? You're sooo drenched, you're lucky I'm here to help you." I pulled my wrist away from his grip as he scoffed at my sarcasm and crossed his arms.

He was watching what I was doing, probably waiting for an apology or an explanation but I'm not gonna give him that.

Instead, I pulled out a lace bralette top and handed it to him. "Here, change into this. You don't have to return it." I smiled at him. He just stared at it, dumbfounded.

Kenny giggled and took the top to examine it then placed it over Stan's torso earning a groan from him. Before he gets to do anything to get back at me, I flee the scene immediately and laugh to myself.

I went on my way to our class, still giggling about his reaction at the prank.

Stan and I have been on each other's nerves ever since we had a fight about which console was better. Dumb argument, I know, but it worsened after the countless times of trying to piss off each other.

I definitely did not start the pranks, I swear.

"Heya, (Y/n)!" A southern accent caught my attention, I turned my head and saw Butters waving at me from his seat. "I heard you pranked Stan again, I think he’s pissed off real good." He fiddled with his fingers. "I’ll stop when he surrenders. Besides it’s not like I put him on another weed farm to be that pissed off." I scoffed.

"Gee, I don't think this will ever end."

"Don't worry about it, Butters. It's not like we'll kill each other. I think." I joked as I ruffled his hair.

A couple of minutes later, the guys entered the class along with a now dried Stan wearing a white shirt. 'Dang, someone saved his ass, huh.' I quickly looked elsewhere after he noticed me glancing his way. I felt his presence coming my way and when he stood in front of me, he handed me the bralette I jokingly lent him.

"You left this last night, it really looked good on you. I had a great time." He smirked at me.

My eyes widened from his words and I could feel my cheeks getting hot. I only looked at him in shock, and I think he's satisfied even though he didn't get any verbal reaction from me.

"Nice." Clyde suddenly spoke and I shot him a glare.

"I-I..." That was the only thing I muttered, stunned and flustered at what he just said. I couldn't collect my words.

I could tell he's enjoying what's happening right now, seeing my expression plus our fellow classmates snickering to themselves and letting out 'ooohs', except for Wendy with her jaw dropped.

Before I get to hiss at him, Mr. Garrison spoke, seemed like he just got in after hearing what Stan said. "Now's not the right time to talk about one-night stands. Sit down or I'll shove this up to your asses." He threatens while holding up his chalk.

Stan sat on his seat next to Kyle still smirking. I squint my eyes at him and mouthed, "I'll end you, motherfucker."