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fanfiction isn’t enough, I need to chew on him

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UPDATE

i’m so so sorry i haven’t been writing i’ve been moving. i’ll be doing a few one shots and maybe the beginning of a story this weekend and next week. If you have a request pls don’t be shy!

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Kenny Mccormick <3

[Anything for You]

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Anything for You

Poor!Kenny x Rich!Fem!Reader

CW's: car sex, riding, p in v, nicknames, strong language, smoking, hair pulling

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"Are you sure you want me to wear this?" I ask Kenny, showing him the long, backless black dress that he chose from the closet. Kenny lounged on our bed, staring. He agreed to live with me if we would split the rent. So our place wasn't the largest, or the nicest. But he did let me buy the decor and furniture. Besides, it didn't matter to me where we lived as long as I lived with him.

"Yes, that one. With heels too." I raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything more. Kenny and I didn't go out often as he always, always paid. He would never let me pay for our meals out. And Kenny didn't have a lot to pay with. So I tried to refrain from going out. I even learned how to cook and honestly, I loved being the one to feed Kenny. I fell in love with Kenny for who he was, his monetary situation had nothing to do with our relationship.

"Kenny, where are we going?" He just kept smiling at me, shaking his head. I realized I wasn't going to get anywhere with him.

"Okay, I'll wear the dress."

"Kenny...? What are we doing here?" Kenny and I stood in front of one of the more expensive restaurants in Colorado. I've eaten here before. It's good but way too expensive.

"I'm taking you out to dinner." Kenny was wearing a black suit, no tie. I won't lie, he looked hot. I wanted to rip his clothes off and fuck him right there when he showed me. But now I feel kind of queasy. He guided me inside the restaurant and we sat at a table promptly.

"Kenny, this place is too expensive, I don't want to eat here." I whispered across the table. "At least let me pay." He took my hand and kissed the knuckles.

"I wanted to treat you to dinner." His smile, dimples, creased eyes made me want to cry. He was so excited but he couldn't afford this. I knew he couldn't afford it.

"Kenny. I love you so much. We've been together for so long. I don't need places like this. I'd be just as happy at City Wok." He rolled his eyes, squeezing my hand.

"Kenny, please. I don't think we can afford this." The waiter popped up beside us, not allowing me to say anymore.

"Sir, the champagne you requested." He showed Kenny the bottle and he nodded, prompting the waiter to pour the golden drink into our glasses.

Now I was just confused. I gave Kenny a questioning glance as the waiter walked away.

"Y/N. I know I can't afford this place. But you deserve it. More than anything, you deserve a lifestyle I can't provide for you." I recoiled. Is he breaking up with me. I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out. He takes my hand again and squeezes it.

"But I also know you so well. I knew you prefer a cheap cheeseburger than an expensive meal. I know you'd rather cook at home. I know I'll spend my entire life making you as happy as you deserve to be. I can't make more money than you do, but I can make sure you'll never know the hardships of life. But you're right. I can't afford this meal." He lifts his glass of champagne and downs the entire thing before standing up, straightening his dress jacket, and standing before me.

"Y/N..." Kenny gets on one knee before me. "I can't afford this meal because I spent it all on a ring." He pulls out a black velvet box and opens it. I gasp. A gorgeous diamond with a simple gold band shines in the felt.

"I want to spend every moment of my life with you. Eating greasy cheeseburgers and your experimental cooking. I want to fight with you and have kids with you and grow old with you-"

"Yes, yes yes." I cry, grabbing Kenny's face and kissing his lips. I couldn't hear anyone else, see anyone other than Kenny.

"We're only here for drinks, I'm getting you a cheeseburger on the way home." He smiles at me and takes my hand to slid the perfect ring down my finger.

"Grab the bottle, lets get out of here."

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A breathy moan leaves my lips as Kenny kisses his way down my neck. His lips find my breast and he takes it into his hand, kissing, licking, and sucking on my sensitive skin.

We'd finished the large bottle of champagne in the car. It sat facing South Park, where the Halloween Witch Week commenced every year. It was secluded. We drank the champagne, smoked a joint Kenny had stashed away, and were now about to fuck in the drivers seat of his car.

"Kenny." I whined, wiggling on top of him. His cock was deep inside me and I could feel him every time he twitched. But he wouldn't let me move. He just kept touching me.

"Be patient princess. I want to taste my wife's skin." We weren't even married yet and he was calling me his wife. I grew impatient, my brain a little delirious with his tongue on my skin, cock inside me, drinks and weed. There was so much going on, I couldn't focus.

I began to grind on top of him and- fuck, he bit me! "Kenny!" I gasped. I looked down to my breast to find a perfect set of bite marks.

"You couldn't wait, I had to punish you." Slowly, Kenny lifted me and then let me sink back onto him. I moaned in his ear, grasping his hair. My dress was coiled around my waist, panties abandoned long ago. He repeated this, slowly. It was agonizing in the best way. I could feel every part of him. I don't think I was even doing any work. Kenny was using my body however he pleased.

Kenny wrapped a fist in my hair and pulled my head back. He stared at me as we fucked, slowly, lovingly. He brought my mouth down onto his as he pushed my hips down hard. I gasped into his mouth, allowing him to explore it with his tongue. His soft thrusts were hard, aggressive now. I couldn't focus on anything but Kenny. His body against mine, his tongue in my mouth, his cock invading me deep and hard. I could feel my orgasm rushing me.

Kenny pulled away. "I can feel you princess, are you gonna come on my cock?" I couldn't even nod. My eyes rolled back into my head as my orgasm rushed through me. I could feel Kenny follow close behind me. He groaned into my chest as he filled me.

"Kenny." I finally whispered.

"Yes, my love?" He kissed my neck tenderly, rubbing his hand up and down my back.

"I want a cheeseburger." "You want a cheeseburger."

I laughed lightly, resting my forehead against his.

"Yes, my husband. I need a cheeseburger."

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Stan Marsh <3

[My Girl.]

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My Girl.

Possessive!Stan x fem!reader

CW's: possessiveness?

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One of Stan's rules were for me to attend every football practice, game, and event. His gaze constantly lifted to mine, checking to make sure I was still here. I was. I mean, I loved watching him play.

"Hey y/n." Kyle waved as he walking the length of seat to sit beside me. I smiled, waving back.

"Hey Kyle, come to watch Stan practice?" I turned back towards the field, watching Stan. "No, I actually wanted to compare our notes from calculus today."

Kyle would do this every practice, coming and asking me for my notes. I didn't think much of it. I figured Kyle was as good a friend as he thought me to be. Stan and I had decided to keep our relationship private, not letting anyone at school know, and it was a struggle for both of us not to tell him.

"Sure!" I reached into my bag, pulling my notebook out and handing it over. Stan looked up at me again and we locked eyes. Uh oh.

Kyle, oblivious to Stan's piercing gaze, read along our notes before handing it back to me.

"Miss anything?" I asked. He shook his head.

"You never do." I add. "I'll stay and watch with you if you want."

"Yeah of course." I leaned forward, placing my elbow onto my knee and resting my face in my hand. Kyle leaned back, draping his arm over the back of my seat. Stan watched on.

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"Thanks for walking me to class Kyle." I say, meeting Stan at the door of our class.

"It's no problem, I wanted to see you anyways." Kyle glanced to Stan as he said this. "I'll see you later."

Stan watched as Kyle walked off. "Stan? You ok?" He waited a moment before looking at me.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm good. Let's go in." Stan placed his hand on my lower back as we walked inside. I decided not to say anything. I figured it was an accident.

But all throughout class, Stan stared at me. Every time I whispers "what?" to him, he'd say nothing and continue to stare. And after that, he began walked me to all my classes, holding doors open for me. I finally pulled him aside in the hall.

"Okay Stan, what is it. Why are you acting this way?" My hands rested on my hips as I stared at him. He did everything he could to avoid my gaze.

"It's nothing, really, I-" Just then, Kyle popped up beside us. "Hey guys, could I steal Y/N real quick?" I looked at Stan and waited. I waited for him to say anything. I never knew why he wanted to keep it a secret. Maybe he was ashamed of me. He looked back at me before dropping his gaze to his shoes.

"Yeah, no problem." I muttered, following Kyle a few steps away from Stan. Kyle watched Stan as he spoke.

"I wanted to talk to you, to tell you how I feel." Stan's head shot right up as he stared at us. Kyle looked away and back at me.

"What?" I took a step back. I had never even considered Kyle might be into me. I mean, I always thought he was cute but I loved Stan.

"You see, I've been in love with you since sophomore year. I don't want to hide it anymore and I hope you'll give me a chance." I looked over to Stan, who stood silent. I wanted to cry. Even now, he couldn't say anything. I looked back to Kyle.

"Kyle-" "Wait!" Stan cut me off. He jumped in front of me, pushing Kyle and I apart. "She can't. She doesn't want you."

"How do you know?" Kyle asked, crossing him arms. By now, most of the school had surrounded us.

"Because Y/N loves me. No one else can have her. No one can touch her or be near her. Only I can. And I swear to God, if anyone even tries to fucking take her away, I'd break their fucking legs."

My mouth hung wide open as I stared at Stan. Hell, everyone looked the same way I did.

"Wow." Kyle said. "It's about fucking time. I had no idea you were so.... possessive." Kyle muttered.

"You mean you knew this whole time?" Stan asked him. "Well, duh. It's not a great kept fucking secret." Cartman added, stepping beside Kyle.

"Yeah, and besides. At sleep overs, you guys don't exactly have quiet sex." Kenny added, his voice muffled. But I still heard it, just like everyone else. My face felt like a flame was burning it. I'm sure I was bright red.

Stan stared at the three boys, his mouth open too now. But he gathered his composure, cleared his throat, and wrapped an arm around my waist.

"Let's go" I know Stan was trying to seem calm and collected, but his bright red ears gave him away. I gave him a beaming smile.

"Of course babe."

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Sorry this was short and took so long. I just finished my summer classes so I'll be writing a lot more. Thanks for reading!

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Stan losing his virginity with y/n, who is also losing her virginity but is guiding Stan through the whole thing like she's done this before? <3

I think this must be done. <3

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Kyle Broflovski <3

my handsome, kinky boy

[so f-ing rude]

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so f-ing rude

disrespectful!kyle x fem!reader

CW's: language, p in v, degrading (a little), slapping (light), choking, riding, doggy, let me know if I missed any!

This one was a request from slut-lmao Enjoy! <3

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"Kyle. For the tenth time. I was not flirting." I threw my purse onto my desk chair before turning to face Kyle with my hands on my hips. He leaned against the door frame of our bedroom with his arms crossed. He glared at me.

"I saw the way you were talking to Stan and Kenny. Don't tell me otherwise."

"Oh my God Kyle." I threw my hands into the air. "You're actually fucking crazy. Was I just not supposed to talk to them? At all?" My irritation got the better of me as I decided to just shower and go to bed. I tried to push past Kyle to the bathroom but he stopped me.

"Where do you think your going?" He asked, blocking my way with his figure. "To shower, idiot." Kyle smiled, in a way that was not comforting.

"I think I need to teach you a lesson on how not to be a whore." My eyes widened as I stared at him. A whore? Did he just call me a whore? I was about to say something back but I was already in his arms and being thrown onto the bed. It wasn't gently nor kind.

"Kyle, what the fuck do you-" Kyle's hand gripped around my neck. It wasn't hard enough to hurt but I felt the pressure. "You think you can just go around and flirt with my friends, huh you little slut? I think I need to teach you a lesson." My eyes gleamed with excitement. Kyle got this way often, always believing that I was flirting with other guys. Sometimes I'd even do it on purpose so we'd come home and have sex.

He released my neck and spun my desk chair around to sit on it. He crossed his arms again.

"Undress." He told me. "Kyle-" "Un. Dress." I hesitated slightly before getting onto my knees and unbuttoning my shirt slowly. He watched my every movement. How my fingers grazed across my skin, how my breasts rose and fell with my quick breathing. I threw my shirt to the side and started working on my skirt. Once I was only in a bra and panties Kyle commanded me again.

"Get on your knees in front of me." I did as I was told and licked my lips before unbuttoning his pants and pulling his throbbing cock out. Precum dripped from the tip as I stared at it.

"Start sucking slut." And I did. I licked him from base to tip before putting him into my mouth. He groaned, gathering my hair into his hand. Kyle always filled me, whether it was my mouth or my pussy or my ass. It wasn't long before Kyle was fucking my throat, pushing and pulling against my hair. Tears leaked from my eyes as he touched the back of my throat. I moaned, the vibrations from my mouth had Kyle tightening the grip on my hair. He suddenly yanked me off of him and grabbed my chin.

"I am going to fuck the shit out of you and show you who you belong to."

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I cried out as I sank down onto his cock. It filled me to the brim and I almost came. "K-kyle." I gasped. "It feels so good."

Once fully inside, Kyle paused, staring up at me. "Who do you belong to?" I began to gently rock my hims. "Y-you." He helped guide my hips at an agonizing pace. "Who owns you?"

I cried out when his hips bucked, pushing deep inside me to a place that makes me delirious. "You do." I wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face as he moved me. He stood, walking me over to the bed. He pulled out of me and I cried at the loss. He flipped me onto my stomach quickly before pushing inside of me again. He wrapped his fist around my hair and tugged gently.

"Are you going to be a good girl from now on?" He asked me, pushing deep inside. I couldn't answer him. My eyes were beginning to roll back into my head. A sharp slap against my ass brought me back to my senses.

"Y-yes, I'll be good, I p-promise." I whined, pushing back onto his cock. He bent over behind me, sucking on my neck and leaving dark hickies. "Good girl. Your such a good little whore. You love my cock, don't you?"

"Ye-Yes, I do I love it." I cried out as he thrust back into me. "Are you going to flirt with other guys? Hmm? Or are you going to keep being a good girl?" He fucked me slowly, making me want to cry.

"I'll be a good girl. Please, just fuck me." He kissed my neck gently before tugging my head back to kiss my lips. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I moaned against him. He fucked my harder and faster after that. I could barely keep my eyes from rolling back into my head. The only thing that kept me present was the sharp sting against my ass. Oh God I was going to cum.

"K-kyle." I cried out, out of breath and delirious. "I'm gonna cum." Kyle didn't relent.

"That's right princess, cum for me. Cum on this cock you love so much." His filthy words sent me over the edge and I tightened around him. I could feel him finish inside me, filling me.

Panting, he rolled off of me and pulled me into his arms.

"I wasn't flirting." I panted, holding onto him as I lay on his chest. I could feel him shake with quiet laughter.

"I know." He said, still chuckling.

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Hope you guys enjoyed! <3

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~The Main Four~ <3

[more than just friends] poly!main 4 x fem!reader

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~Master List~

Requests are open!!

work in progress

[The Main Four] <3 [Stan Marsh] <3 [Kyle Broflovski] <3 [Kenny Mccormick] <3 [Eric Cartman]

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more than just friends

poly!main 4 x fem!reader sfw oneshot

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For two years now, I've been tightly wound in the warm embrace of Stan, Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny. Platonically of course. The tip of my pencil tapped incessantly against my paper as my chin rested in my hand. I first developed a crush on Stan, but the worries of breaking up a friendship forced me to wait. And then there was Kyle. And then Cartman and Kenny. It was no longer a fear of ruining my friendship with them. It was ruining my life. These four stupid boys had become my world, my family.

"Y/N!" Mr. Garrison called out. He's followed the boys from third grade into senior year of high school, or so they say.

"Um, yes?" I sat up straighter, my pencil ending its assault on the paper.

"Just because the year ends in two periods does not mean you can just doze off." He scolded. It didn't last long though, Mr. Garrison turned back to the board and continued on.

"You okay y/n?" Kyle was leaning over from his desk beside me. Almost immediately I attempted to shush him but Stan was already turning around in his seat in front of me. Kenny began playing with my hair from behind and Cartman threw a balled up piece of paper at Kyle, narrowly missing my nose. Now all their attention was on me.

"Yes. I'm fine." I muttered. I didn't want to be reminded that our senior year ended in two periods. That these four boys who I loved so much in this school I held dear were going to disappear.

"Tell the truth y/n." Stan tutted. I rolled my eyes, swatting Kenny's hand from my hair. The bell rung and I almost jumped from my seat.

"I'm. Fine." I growled out. I shoved my notebook into my bag and left the class as quickly as I could. I knew I wouldn't really lose them. They had all peeked at my college application list to figure out where I was going. Kyle and Stan applied and got accepted, just as I had. Cartman and Kenny said they were just along for the ride, that they'd "follow me anywhere."

And they are. The four of them found a place for us to live in near campus. So we'd all go to the same place. But we wouldn't be the same people.

I didn't even realize I was in front of my locker until Kenny poked me.

"y/n?" He mumbled, his mouth covered by his hood. Kenny and I had a... different relationship from the others. We'd hang out and snuggle and watch movies. He said he wanted the human contact. I just wanted to hold one of the boys I loved. I mean, how ridiculous? Being in love with four-

Kenny's hand slammed against the locker beside mine.

"What is it." He asked me. His soft, comforting voice now hard and commanding. I almost started to sweat.

"It's nothing." I muttered, closing my locker after retrieving my book.

"y/n-" The bell cut him off and I turned to look at him. Further down the hall, Stan, Kyle, and Cartman walked towards us. All four of them looked angry.

"I have to go to class." I turned and basically sprinted towards my last two classes of the day. Only four of my classes contained all four boys. My last two were with Kyle, but we had assigned seats. It didn't stop him from staring at me from across the classroom. I rushed out of the class the second that bell rang too. I skipped the second to last class. I remained in the bathroom, crying into my hands.

I wouldn't really lose them. But they'd go to parties, they'd meet other girls, bring them back to our place. My heart would shatter, watching them meet girls and fall in love and move on from me, leaving me behind. I choked down a sob as I buried my hands into my face again.

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I stood at the door of Stan and Kenny's class, waving my hands at them urgently. Stan gave me a weird look before raising his hand. Kenny followed suit and they came out into the hallway together.

"What's going on?" Stan asked. Kenny nodded in agreement.

"y/n isn't in class. It's english. She never misses english."

"I got your text." Cartman huffs from behind me. "I came as quick as I could, where's y/n?"

"We don't know." Stan said, his body rigid. It might seem dramatic but the four of us had that tendency when it came to y/n. She was our girl, and while she didn't know it yet, she would soon.

"Jesus, we arranged our class schedules for this specific reason." Cartman grumbled, crossing his arms. Kenny rolled his eyes.

"Has anyone thought to text her?" The four of us raise our phones to show unanswered texts.

"Duh." I rubbed a hand over my face. "All right, let's split up. We need to find her before our last class."

The next thirty minutes passed slowly, the four of us searching inside and out of the school. Ten minutes before the bell would ring, we met in front of her locker.

"God dammit." Stan ran his hands through his hair.

"Guys, what if she's hurt?" I rubbed my sweaty palms up and down my pants. We've looked everywhere-

"She's not hurt, jew, she's fine." But even Cartman looked worried.

"Guys..." Kenny mumbled, before pointing at the women's restroom. "Did anyone look in there?" We all exchanged glances.

"Fucking idiots." His voice was muffled. But we heard him loud and clear.

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I splashed water on my face, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Would they be able to tell I was crying? Suddenly, the door opened and I spun, my back to the sink. There they were, my four boys, staring at me furiously.

"What are you guys doing in here? This is the women's restroom!" I looked around anxiously, but I knew no one else was here. The door shut silently behind them as they all came closer to me. Stan grabbed my hand, yanking me into his arms. Limbs were everywhere, wrapped around me.

"Guys?-"

"We were so worried." Kyle muttered into my hair. His hand ran down the back of it. "We couldn't find you and you weren't answering your phone."

"You can't do that y/n. You can't just disappear on us." Tears began to well in my eyes and I sniffled. "I'm sorry." I whimpered. The four of them squeezed me and the dam broke loose, allowing the tears to stream down my face. My cheeks were immediately in Kyle's hands, his eyes searching mine frantically. "What's wrong y/n?!"

I wailed openly now. "I'm a terrible friend. You guys should hate me." I sobbed. The four of them looked to one another confused. "What are you talking about?"

I rubbed my face, still sobbing openly. "Because I love you. I love all of you. I mean, how messed up is that? Loving all four of you at once?! You should hate me for how terrible I am."

Their bodies froze as their stared at me. "What did you say?" I cried more, unable to get the words out. "What did you say y/n?" Cartman shook me violently.

"Fatass! Don't hurt her! She just told us she loved us!" I was turned to face Stan. "Is it true? You love me?" He shook me too as confusion raced through my brain.

"And me? You love me?" "She loves me, y/n loves me!" I nodded quickly, trying to wrap my head around this whole encounter. Cartman began to cry as Stan ran his hands through his hair repeatedly. Kenny was crouched with his head in his hands, and Kyle just stood there. Staring at me.

"We... we love you too." I stared at Kyle in shock. "What? You love me?"

"I love you" "I love you" "I love you" "I love you"

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This was my first one! Hope you enjoyed and if you have any suggestions or requests to get me going please let me know!

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The Idea?

Hi! This is my first post ever. My goal for this is definitely writing based, especially South Park, but I also love The Walking Dead. Basically, any show I'm obsessed with! I've read a lot so far while being on here but I want to write too, probably x reader focused. Hopefully whoever finds this and likes it will stick along or just pops their head in for a quick read. Either way, enjoy what I come up with as my mind is a library for all the kinky, fluffy, sweet and slutty.

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