#bully!kyle broflovski

[kylelovskii]

idk but now that kyle finally asked reader to be his gf, what if they were just hanging out and stuff so then kyle leaves to go do something but ends up coming back and sees reader masturbating and theyre just like a total hot mess on his bed waiting for him… just a thought bc im feeling pretty freaky atm LOL i need kyle hes such a meanie

-❤️ anon

been a while.. :3

i’ve missed writing about mean kyle, so let’s do this! 😈

the fuck do you think you’re doing?

“hey, baby, i’m gonna get some snacks for movie night, okay?” kyle told you, cupping your plush cheeks and kissing your forehead.

“okay..” you respond, closing your eyes as he plants his lips on your temple. you watched as he walked away. his white wife beater hugging him perfectly, and the way his basketball shorts hung perfectly around his waist. you’d been so desperate for him the entire day, but still so shy to even say anything. despite all the change, that old, shy, innocent (y/n) was still down there.

he shut the bedroom door behind him as he waltzed out. you knew he’d be gone for a bit. he usually likes to cook something up for the two of you on movie nights, then have extra snacks on the side. what to do with all this time?

who’s to say you couldn’t rub one out real quick? if he didn’t catch you, no harm no foul, right?

and with that last thought, you sunk more into his bed, reaching your hand down your baggy pajama pants. you pushed one finger between your folds, already so slick from just the mere sight of kyle a few moments prior. you massage the bundle of nerves between the pudge of your pussy, then push your middle finger into your hole.

you sigh at the relief you’ve been craving for the past 4 hours. sure, it wasn’t as good as kyle’s fingers, but it got the job done.

you add another finger, speeding up to make this process go faster so kyle wouldn’t catch you. kyle’s rule was, and i quote: “if i ever catch your fucking your self without my permission, you’ll be in a world of hurt, you get me?”

and you did get him, you just didn’t want to burden him when he probably didn’t feel like it. besides, it’s movie night, and why would you ruin that?

you were on the edge, so caught up in the release you were about to get, that you didn’t hear the bedroom door swing open. so caught up in how good you felt that you didn’t hear him yelling at you.

“hey! what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

you yelped, scrambling up against the headboard, staring at kyle, horrified.

“who said you could do that, huh?” he spat, slowly walking over to you, his fists clenched.

“wait— i’m sorry! i didn’t want to bother you, and—” you were cut off by the painful sting in your scalp when he grabbed your hair, pulling your face up to his. “don’t be fucking stupid. get up, strip.”

you were quite terrified to say the least, so you quickly got up and stepped back away from your fuming boyfriend. you took off your t-shirt, then your pajama pants. you stood there, half naked, staring at him.

“why are you looking at me like you can’t understand english? i said strip.”

oh. he wanted you naked naked. okay. you brought the straps of your bra down, your perky tits bouncing out. you then pulled the pink cotton panties off your waist and kicked them to the side.

“you wanna get fucked so bad? then you’ll get fucked. lay down,” he ordered, pointing to the bed. you whined and climbed on the bed, laying down, vulnerable for him.

he tugged off his shirt, then took off his silky basketball shorts and threw them in a laundry basket along with his boxers.

“i think you’ve had enough prep, yeah? being greedy all alone in here, not even bothering to ask me. you know the rules, don’t cha?” he asked, smooshing your face together with one hand, stroking his cock with the other. “answer me, bitch.”

“yes! yes i remember! i’m sorry, ky— please!” then you felt a sharp pain against your face. “i don’t care if you’re sorry. you broke a rule, and now you’ll get punished. nothing has changed,” he forcefully explained before shoving his dick inside you. you cried out which turned into a long whine.

“aw, yeah? see? your fucking fingers can’t do this, only i can.” he reached his hand up and held your neck tightly, but not tight enough to stop your breathing. he pounded into you, harder and faster with each thrust.

“hah— ky! i’m gonna— you’re—” you tried to speak, but he was fucking you so good you couldn’t even form a sentence. “no you’re not. not until i do. you don’t deserve it.”

he slid his hand up, prying your mouth open more with his thumb, and with that a small fetching noise came from his throat before he spit in your mouth. “swallow,” he demanded, and you did.

each time his cock went back inside your cunt, it only pushed you more to the edge. you didn’t know how much longer you could hold out, but then you heard a high pitched groan come out of kyle’s mouth and then a warm sensation shoot inside you. that did it for you and you hit your high, legs shaking, locking them around kyle’s waist to make them stop.

but he kept going.

“stop! stopstopstop! kyle— please, wait—” he covered your mouth with his hand to shut you up, which didn’t really work, but you stopped talking at least. “what’s wrong? can’t take it? this is what you’ve been so desperate for, right? so you will take it. shut up and take it.”

orgasm after orgasm, kyle finally let up and pulled out, but he hadn’t cum yet. he inched up near your face, took off his glasses, and shoved them on your face. lean leaned his head back, stroking his cock until he came all over your face, recreating the scene that happened at cartman’s house many moons ago.

he let out a guttural moan as he did so, sighing when he finally came down from his high.

“go..go clean up,” he slurred, flopping down next to you as you looked at him confused. “you’re not gonna help?”

“no. you’ve been a bad girl. besides, i cooked. that’s enough of caring for one night. and clean my glasses too!” he shouted after you as you walked into the bathroom connected to his room.

kyle always took care of you, but bad girls know how to take care of themselves, right?

[kennysdeadbody]

theyre skipping class or smth

[the--firevenus]

My friends and I....

Or an au where the other three dies except kenny

[thevestigeofvanillaan]

Bullworth Academy.

south park - bully scholarship edition (2006) au.

part one.

sorry this is SO delayed.. ive been so busy and my phone broke but hopefully this is good enough for now, the juicy stuff is coming soon guys😭👍.

content: swearing, stereotypes, hateful/discriminatory comments, groping of a minor, "y/n", smoking, >18 characters, alternate universe (characters aren't canon), alcohol, lot of dialog, talking through facial expressions (partial)

summary: at bullworth academy, you'll never get your way. beyond the cliques of jocks, nerds, greasers, preppies, bullies, and even non-clique students; are a bunch of assholes who attempt to make anyone's life harder with the snap of their finger. and when you met the people in the cliques, you realize how real it all was.

tags: @h-harleybaby @p1-f1 @hannah-h-pleb @milkyhere @cristuit @z-zephyrr @bro-flov-ski @59candelas

"Don't forget your suit case in the trunk!" Your mom said as she pulled in front of the large black gate.

"Not gonna." You reply, scoffing at her giggly tone. She's gonna run off and have a blast without having to take care of her teenage daughter, isn't she?

She pouts, "You know this is for the best, darling. I mean, you have been acting like a fool at your normal high schools; so maybe a change of scenery will do it for ya."

You sarcasticly smile and slam the door, walking to the trunk to grab your bag.

Grunting, as it's heavy with your needs for however long you'll be sleeping in those damn girls dorms.

"Need help with that?" An older woman asks, walking up.

You finally get it out, close the trunk and tap on the car hard so your mom gets the message to leave. "Uh, nah, I've got it."

"You've been expected, you're a week late Miss L/N." She says.

"Yeah, who are you?" You ask trying not to sound too disrespectful as she leads you through the gate and towards the main school building.

She cacks like a dog before whispering, "The one who's fucking the principal, little brat. Get inside." Practically shoving you into the building.

It was horrendously spirited on the second week of school. Football season was pretty huge for Bullworth. They went all out.

Getting acquainted to all this was weird to say the least. You'd gotten a tour of the school and the dorms by the same woman who never actually introduced herself.

"So, 'one who's fucking the principal'.." You start. "Thanks for the tour, but I need to get settled on my own now."

With a coy smile, she says "Farewell then. Bullworth will treat one like you good." She then winks and walks away.

Couldn't tell whether that was meant in a sweet way or not. You enter the dorms and attempt to walk to your room with the background full of moaning and coughing likely from smoking. You find your way to the noise of the coughing which sounds like it's in the direction of your room anyways.

How lucky, it was in your room. Two girls, one blonde, one with black hair, both smoking a joint.

You walk in awkwardly and set your suitcase somewhere, putting ur backpack on the floor as they watch your every move.

The blonde stands up. "Hi! You're the new girl.. you're Y/N, right?" She offers the blunt to which you take a hit as you nod.

"Sure." You cough and blow out some smoke.

"I'm Bebe, and this is Wendy." She points at the black haired girl. "This is Wendy's and your room, and I'm sure you'll get along. She can be shy sometimes, but once she's used to you and smoked up, you'll love her." She introduced.

Handing the blunt back and nodding at Wendy, you make your way to sit on the empty bed.

"You been helped around by Ms. Fuckface?" Bebe asks.

"I'm assuming so." You shrug and Wendy hands you the blunt.

Bebe giggles, "Let us introduce you to Bullworth."

The duo walks you around the premises.

"You kissed my Eric?!" A tall brunette cheerleader screams.

"He's not yours, bitch!" A similarly brunette girl screams back before plunging forward and grabbing the others' hair.

"Melody Adams, and Delilah.. nobody knows her last name." Bebe says as we walk past the cat fight.

Curiously asking, "Who's Eric?.. The.. guy they were yelling about.?" You ponder around.

Bebe hums. "He's actually new too. Wrestler, fucks around, but does good deeds to keep out of shit between the cliques."

"Dreamy." Wendy adds quietly and Bebe scoffs.

She points, "There he is! Eric!"

He walks over in all his pride. "Well hello there, who's this sweet piece of pie?"

"Quit it, Cartman. This is Y/N L/N. She just started today, we're getting her to know the place better." You wave as Bebe introduces you.

You notice that Wendy squeezes a finger of yours, and has a devious look on her face when you look at her. All you do is smile back

Eric chuckles. "Alls I know is don't get into shit with any of the cliques, keep your reputation good throughout all them and you'll be fine." He winks and walks off."

"Dreamy." Wendy repeats.

You giggle, "As if. Seems kinda extra.. and—"

"Horny, right?" Bebe interrupts.

"I guess." You shrug and watch him skate until you can't see him anymore.

The bell rings indicating its lunch time. You had both classes in the afternoon so you didn't have to worry until later.

"Let's go to lunch! Show you all the cliques." Bebe winks and grabs your hand, dragging you inside the school and to the cafeteria.

Once you're there, you see the groups of people wearing different uniforms. "Over there are the non-cliques, they for the most part leave people alone and are.. lone wolves. There's not that many so you'll see Eric, Kyle, Butters, and then a bunch of other unimportant people. But they're like, the trio of the non-cliques.. that can be us just.. guy version!"

Bebe went on a mission to deeply explain who everyone was before taking you to the non-clique table. "Hey guys!"

"Shut up, Bebe." That red head she called Kyle spoke with a mouth full of food.

Butters, the blonde wearing a pink shirt reaches out a hand, "Butters, it's uh, nice to meet you." He nervously smiles as you shake his hand.

"Y/N."

"Aren't you just adorable, 'Y/N'.." Kyle mocks before laughing.

Eric scoffs, "Leave her alone, man."

He only laughs harder before standing up, "Come on, Cartman. Let's go egg some prep scum houses."

Butters hastily follows but not before he gives an awkward wave goodbye as to say "nice meeting you".

You wave back and once they're far enough to where they can't hear, you ask "Why do you all call him Cartman?"

"It's not rare for Bullworth students to be known as their last names.. don't be surprised if you're called L/N a couple times or more." Bebe responds, drinking from a water bottle in-between sentences. "Vodka." She shrugs with a smirk. "Want some?"

Contemplating before taking a large sip, you stand up. "I'm gonna go for a walk, see you soon?"

"Later, L/N." Bebe winks and you wave to Wendy who returns it.

You walk around campus on your own, earbuds plugged in and music playing.

Eventually when you're done walking, the bell rings alarming to go to class, in which you make your way to.

Scoffing to see Kyle in the same Chemistry class as you. But at least you knew someone there.

Walking up to the teacher, saying "Hi, I'm Y/n. Where do I sit?"

"Ah," He smirks. "You're the new girl."

You nod and awkwardly smile at his weird facial expression.

He wraps an arm around your waist, which was odd but you were too stunned or scared.. or.. something to even move away. His hand moved up and down the side of your waist as he introduced you to the class.

"You can sit next to Stan, sweetheart. Stan, raise your hand so the pretty girl can see who you are." The teacher says and your face scrunches up.

You see a boy raise his hand, closer to the back of the classroom. You finally leave your teachers hold and walk over to Stan.

Stan only looks at you when you sit down. And once the teacher begins teaching, Stan whispers, "He's a weirdo.. seriously. The groping? Was that really at all necessary?"

Giggling slightly, you respond, "It was uncomfortable."

"Understably. Dude's got at least 15 years on you." He laughs quietly.

There's silence until he speaks again a few minutes later. "Do you got a pencil? Don't got one ever and I think there's gonna be a pop quiz today."

"Yeah, mom made sure to give me extras because 'you need to take notes'.." You scoff and reach for your bag to grab a pencil.

When you look up, you see a familiar pair of eyes staring into yours.

Kyle.

He looked fierce. And it was then when you got a good look at him. Scar on his left eye brow. Freckles among his face. And small yet noticable beauty mark below his right eye.

As you look down for just a moment you see how his arms are crossed. The rest of his body is facing diagonally, but his eyes are on you. His posture was laid back, and his legs were manspread.

At that, you make a dirty face as to say, "What are you looking at?". His face responds with his eyebrows raising, like he was cockily saying "You.", before he smirked.

His eyes fall down to your chest and his smirk only grows. Your curiosity leads you looking down, to see cleavage hanging out of the too tight uniform.

Mentally scoffing, you look up and quirk an eyebrow, to say "Like what you see?".

He nods slowly, and only one time with a grin.

You covered your cleavage with your hand, almost like saying "Too bad.".

Sitting up and handing Stan the pencil, saying, "Keep it."

He looked at it, then at you with a crooked smile. "Thanks."

Class ended after a ridiculously long wait. There was a pop quiz, which he didn't make you take since it was your first day.

As you leave the classroom, a familiar red head catches up to you, walking beside you. "What?" You ask.

"Can't walk with the new girl? Jeez." He scoffs sarcastically.

Giggling at first. "No, you can't walk with the new girl." You respond and breifly look at him. He raises both arms as to retreat, though he keeps walking. "What do you want?"

"Wanna walk you to your room. Is that a problem?"

"Sure is. You know if you get caught by any prefects you'll be in big trouble, right? Even I know that and I just got here."

He chuckles as you both exit the school building, making your way to the girls dorms. "I'm the star student of this school. I wouldn't get in trouble."

"Okay, 'star student', what's it mean when a girl says 'go away'?" You ask, not expecting an answer.

And he didn't give one. Just kept walking by your side until you reached the building. You watched as he looked around before walking in with a smirk.

To that, you were appalled. And now you're the one making sure nobody sees him in there.

Checking around to make sure no girls are walking around you quickly guide him to your room before shutting the door.

"Okay, why are you even here?" You ask genuinely.

He chuckles. "Hang out, get to know what the new girls motives are."

"Motives?" To that, you laugh. "I have no motivation or clear purpose of being here other than the fact that my mom hates me and wants me to stop getting kicked out of regular school systems. There's nothing different or 'new' about me. I don't even want to be here so would you just—"

He cuts you off by aggressively kissing you. "God, I thought you were quiet but you're just talk, talk, talk, aren't you?"

You couldn't seem to form a sentence that would even fit this scenario anymore. Only sitting down on your bed and staring at your shoes.

Not long later is when Kyle sits beside you, you could sense he was looking at you but you didn't want to look at his face. "Wanna know my motive?" He asks.

There's silence. "Do you?" He asks once more.

To which you respond, "I'm waiting."

"To kinda make like uh, a statement. A lifestyle. To change the Bullworth way to be.. Kyle's way. You know?"

"You're not always gonna get your way." You look at him. "Nobody does."

"Well what do you think im trying to do? I'm trying to make it so it can always go my way!"

You laugh. "You're an asshole. Is this supposed to make me like you? Because it's not working."

"No." Silence appears for longer. Nobody spoke for what felt like several minutes. But you noticed how when he was thinking his leg bounced rapidly up and down.

He finally stood up. "You wanna go somewhere?"

to be continued..

[lozislaw]

The style of stylising Style is my favourite style

[jewbeloved]

I think this is a pretty cute idea

What about Kyle hc's with a SO who protects him from Cartman's bullying?

Kyle being protected by his s/o from Cartman ❤️‍🩹💖💖💖💚

Warnings: Bullying (Cartman being Cartman

Gender: Neutral

💚 Kyle Broflovski 🍀

We all know that Kyle can just beat the crap out of Cartman If he wanted to. But sometimes, he doesn't know If he's doing the right thing or else he just feels like he's becoming like Cartman.

When you defended Kyle from Cartman ripping on him for the trillionth time, you don't know how happy he is.

His heart skips a beat when he saw you lashing out at Cartman for being mean. This boy legit needs this.

Moments like; the list, ginger cow, and metro sexual episodes just hits him really hard. He does often get picked on by Cartman a lot for being a Jew.

Believe it or not, Kyle will probably cry into your arms just to let out all the frustration that he's been building up for so long. It's hard being a Jew you know? He's just sick and tired of it.

He values you so highly ever since you started protecting him from Cartman's BS. But of course, he also doesn't want to feel like he's being treated like a baby you know.

Every time he's had a rough day, he always goes to you for comfort (with your permission).

Please, he's so adorable when he finds you sleeping in your bed and he just climbs into the blanket and cuddle up near you.

Doesn't matter If you're taller than him or shorter, as he sees you in the hallways or anywhere in the school he's going to always give you a big hug. <3

You actually hissed at Cartman when he was about to make a comment on Kyle's clingy side.

Things in south park are still on their normal daily basis, with the addition of you making Kyle's life better💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

Stan is a marshmallow 100%

I feel so smart for finding out about his secret >:3

[overheardinsouthpark]

Stan: Kyle, I screwed up, big time. Kyle: Stan, given your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.

[anthareblog]

I love character.ai. I think I just made Kyman real…

[verimakea]

ohh my god thank youu I love Bully, even though i've never gotten a chance to play it myself! I'm not really sure if Kyle would make a good preppy but I just wanted to see how he would fit into those clothes. And greaser!eric just came to me naturally <3 (this is a repost, the original was posted 2014)

[paisleywraith]

“Honestly, we might as well go home dude, this is boring as shit.” 

[kylelovskii]

THE MEAN KYLE SMUT IS WHAT I NEEDED UGHHH I NEED MORE OF HIM, BULLY KYLE IS THE ONLY HESDCANON

OMG YESSS FRRR

like with how angry he gets— bully kyle just seems right 😇😇

holding my kyle plush as i write this tbh

"you’re pretty..y'know that?" cartman asked you, pushing your hair behind your ear. you looked down, all shy, and nodded. "thank you.."

you knew this was wrong. kyle would surely find out, but you couldn’t help the way the compliments made you feel, and you also couldn’t help the way you felt when kyle would say such degrading things to you.

you two weren’t even together, so what was the harm of a little flirting with eric?

"bet you’re a good girl too. wanna show me?" your faced turned red. "are you sure? i don’t have much experience.." you bashfully admitted. cartman waved a hand and shook his head. "i’ll show you the ropes, doll."

"really?" you asked, eyes wide and expecting.

the the whole group was at eric’s house, but without kyle noticing, eric led you to a secluded area to whisper sweet nothings to you, and possibly get in your pants. it was definitely working.

"really," he answered, giving you an affirming nod.

you smiled as your eyes strayed over his shoulder, then you spotted kyle, gripping a cup of some sort of drink, tight. so tight you could see his knuckles turning white.

eric noticed your smile fading and the direction you were looking in. removing his hand from your face, he slid it down to your waist as he turned around.

his smirked faded as well, noticing the very tall red head. his face almost matched his hair, he looked so mad.

he dropped the cup on the floor, the liquid seeping into the carpet. cartman mentally cursed kyle. now he had another mess to clean up.

kyle shoved past cartman and gripped your arm, dragging you upstairs. as you squeaked know fear, he stayed silent. having been to cartman’s house a shit ton of times, he knew there was a guest bedroom. he swung the door open and slammed it shut. loud enough for the whole house to hear.

"doll? yeah fuckin' right. doll." he shoved you down on the bed and forcefully pulled your panties down. "more like a cheap whore."

"wait— st—" kyle grabbed your face, squishing your cheeks, and pulling it closer to his. "shut up. quit talking. i’ve heard enough of your annoying voice for one day."

kyle let go of you, taking off his glasses and shoving them on your face. he then unbuckled his pants, pulling them down slightly. he climbed into the bed, on his knees, then pulling his boxers down, freeing his cock.

"remember what i said last time? how you’re being punished and you’re not gonna get your way?" you started to say yes, but you were cut off, "i said i don’t wanna hear you. i know you remember. this is exactly one of those punishments. now you shut up and take what i give you."

he pried your legs open, then shoved himself inside you. he leaned his head back, groaning. "god, you are tight."

he started to fuck you at a brutal pace, harder than you could take. you sobbed loudly. "mgh—! wai—" you cried out, reaching up to put a hand on kyle’s shoulder.

"go on, cry. no one’s gonna come up here and fuck you like i do though. not cartman, not kenny, not anybody," he spat, grunting out each word. "i’msorryi’msorryi’msorry— kyle, pleaseee," you cried, tears streaming down your face from how good it hurt.

his pace was getting faster, and your screaming louder. his glasses began to fall off your face. he felt so good, but at the same time it was hurting. it hurt so good though.

"oh, don’t beg for me now. you were so ready for cartman to come up here and take you. but..i beat him to it, didn’t i, bitch?" the nickname made you pulse around him. he let out a loud groan.

"mmh…you like it when i call you a bitch, huh? thought you were a good girl? so much for that." the grip he hand on your waist was harsh and painful, surely to leave bruises.

you were so lost in the pleasure until you felt a sting on your cheek. then you felt it again. he was slapping you, trying to get your attention. "hey! i’m talking to you, cum dump."

a lovesick smile painted your face. "hmm?" you whimpered out. "you think anyone can fuck you like i do? s'that why you go around, lookin' for to someone to fuck you stupid?" you shook your head, letting out a desperate moan.

"speak up," he demanded. "n—..no. i don’t!" you whined, still shaking your head. "then why the hell do you do it, huh?"

"’cause…‘cause you’re mean! they’re n—nice!" kyle let out a loud, high pitched laugh. "i don’t give a shit if i’m mean or not. still fuckin' you, aren’t i? and look at you, you’re about to cum."

then kyle pulled out, ruining your orgasm. you cried, more and more tears falling down your face. "noo! nonono!" you whined, the brattiness lacing your voice. "shut up."

kyle scooted up, stroking himself quickly before letting out a loud moan and cumming all over your face.

he sighed, pulling his pants and boxers back up, then buckling his belt again. he looked at you, smirking. "god, you’re so pretty like that. go clean up. i’ll see you down stairs." he took his glasses off your face, and wiped the few drops of his release off them, then put them on his face, pushing them up with his thumb.

he got off the bed, then left the room before you could even beg for him to let you finish.

[victimized-martyr]

Oh! ok that makes sense. Height, character design wise, has a huge impact on dynamics so I can see why it was (is?) a point of contention. I was introduced to South Park via the Post Covid specials (weird and disorienting place to start I know lol) so, I’ve just kinda rolled w/ the fact that Kyle’s taller and Cartman’s shorter. and after watching the show for a couple months, it tracks 🤷🏻‍♀️ But I can understand longtime fans rejecting this canon since it’s still so fresh

[insanekyles]

Kyle was one of those people that got really mad when fake freckles became trendy in like 2020 bc he has natural freckles and got bullied for them

[nwjn-z]

ꕥ﹐ KYLE BROFLOVSKI．﹗﹑

₊ ⊹ ⪩⪨ ┆What it is like dating Kyle Broflovski headcanons.

warning(s): nsfw, swearing

author’s note: kyle girl till the day i DIE

⎯⎯⎯ ☆

SFW☆

-Kyle is the type of boyfriend that is in love with you and only you this man is so love sick

-Kyle tends to take a more dominant role in the relationship, not necessarily in a sexual way but just in general

-Like he ties your shoelaces for you, grabs things for you that you can’t reach, carries your bag at school for you, follows the sidewalk rule (having him walk next to the road instead of you), and helping you with school work

-he’s also always tidying you up through out the day like wiping your mouth, fixing your hair, and fixing your shirts for you.

-i also feel like he also uses this as an excuse to touch you like he’ll pat the back of your bottoms as if he was dusting something off just to touch your ass

-Kyle is also very possessive and gets VERY jealous

-if he sees you on your phone he’s the type to be like “who are we texting😊”

-he has lots of insecurities that make him think you’re gonna leave him for someone “better”

-he just doesn’t want to lose you :((

-His love languages are acts of service and quality time but he also loves physical touch

-he loves holding your hand, kissing your knuckles, stroking your hair, cuddling in private, and stroking your side while he holds your waist.

-He spoils you absolutely rotten he can’t help it, Kyle is the type of person who shows you he loves you by taking care of you in anyway he can

-ie. buying you whatever snacks you want, giving you massages, cooking for you, driving you wherever you want, and just basically never letting you lift a finger to do anything

-never lets you open any door yourself

-you are passenger princess/prince ALWAYS

-he would literally make all his friends sit in the back if you’re going out with them. always makes sure his baby sits shotgun

NSFW☆

-Kyle is pretty vanilla and doesn’t really have any kinks all he really wants to do is please you

-although…he is a family man at heart and has a HORRIBLE breeding kink, constantly whispering in your ear about how “you’ll make such a good mom” and how “you’re gonna look so pretty pregnant”

-Kyle is also a very making love kind of person, he needs to have feelings before he fucks

-he’s such a giving lover he always puts you first

-on a normal day = sweet and soft sex, when he’s mad or stressed = rough sex

-his favourite positions are missionary and doggystyle

-missionary because he loves being able to see the cute faces you make while he bullies his fat cock into you while holding you like glass <3

-and doggy for when he’s angry or stressed and needs to let off steam by fucking you senseless

-Kyle can get rough in bed and I’m talking ROUGH, like leaving bruises

-hes a pretty strong guy who doesn’t realise his own strength

-LOVES receiving head, it feels so good and you look so cute trying to please him

-imagine Kyle grabbing a fistful of your hair guiding you down his length while saying things like “Fuck yeah baby just like that” and “Making me feel so good baby”

-just seeing you look up at him with the cutest doe eyes through your lashes gets him weak

-he feels so big and important when you go down on him he loves it sm 🫶

[alornights]

⟢ you and i

➜ in which ! you get romance troped.

💌 ﹫main 4.

✩ 🎸 warnings﹗none.

🍓 ⟡ notes — short, and i mean short, little thing cus im bored mkay gn!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ERIC CARTMAN enemies to lovers

what did you expect lmao no one fucking likes this kid

you hated him for bullying people and he hated you because you were of the few people who actually stood up to him.

you remember the wendy/cartman situation. yeah thats u two.

the two of you randomly started hanging out and developed feelings for each other and started dating.

#shocked, the school went insane after that

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ KYLE BROFLOVSKI holiday romance

had a high school musical moment but without the musical

his family and stans went back to aspen for funsies and kyle and stan got invited to the teen's party oooooo

they went and had nothing better to do and he saw you talking and meeting new people and bro's jaw dropped.

so stan literally shoved him into you and boom he got himself a girl who wouldn't leave him this time around.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ KENNY MCCORMICK marriage pact

you both agreed that you were too cool to get bitches and that's why you guys hadn't dated anyone since elementary school

so the two of you made a pact that if u weren't married by 28 then you'd both get married together for funsies.

the two of you even started acting like a married couple just to test the waters by doing all that old romantic couple shit.

until you weren't testing the water and the two of you caught feelings for each other, hard.

hey at least u might get married before ur 30s tho :)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ STAN MARSH dude in distress

had just broken up with wendy for like the billionth time

you found him lying at the park contemplating life and went "this guy needs some fixing up"

he was a bit hesitant when you suggested hanging out for the entire night but he just wanted to take his mind off things

so he agreed

and good golly was that the best decision he ever made.

the two of you had so much fun that bro fell in love like a loser and vomited all of you, totally because of the drinks he had. yuh.

[jewbeloved]

how would the main 4 (can be either together or seperate i dont mind ^^) react if their friend gets bullied/mistreated just because they’re west asian/poc ?

if you are busy with other requests please feel free to ignore this one, wouldnt want to stress you out even more <3

Team Stan with a bullied black s/o🤕🥺💗💗💓

Warnings: mentions of scars and bruises

Gender: Neutral

❤️🧡 The Main Four 💙💚

They never knew that you were being bullied until they noticed that the scars and bruises all over your body appeared each and everyday. That's when they figured out you were being bullied.

They didn't exactly know what to do since they have no clue who is bullying you directly.

But if they do find out who is bullying you, expect Cartman to already be coming up with a plan to get revenge back at that bully while the others assist him with the plan.

The only ones who are allowed to make fun of you but not too harsh is them, nobody else (definitely Cartman with this one).

Stan and Kyle would be cleaning up your scars and bruises while Cartman distracts you by trying to make you laugh, and Kenny giving you a bunch of kisses.

Once you're already patched up, expect to have 4 figures hovering above you ready to give you cuddles and more kisses <3

They have become more protective over you because they don't want you getting hurt again.

They will always make sure you get to class safely.

It doesn't bother them that you're black, you will always have a place in their hearts 🥰💗💚💙🧡❤️

Request completed ✅✅🥺👉👈