stenny!
on this night
kennedy mccormick was no stranger to late-night fights with her parents. at least once a week, her asshole mom would drink too much and start to put her hands on the nearest person. her dad was no help, always on who knows what. this night was colder than usual, almost foretelling that something would go wrong. this night was different. her father had started the argument and was becoming increasingly aggressive, likely because her mother was not home.
normally, kenny would stay throughout the whole fight, no matter how bad it got, because of her little brother. But on this night, her brother was at a sleepover and her older sister didn’t come home. on this night, kenny was the only target.
this night was severe. she had to leave.
kenny left with nothing in hand, only the pajamas she wore. she stepped into the frigid snow all alone and walked. she walked without a destination. eventually, she reached a house she knew well: stacey marsh’s house.
realizing she would be burdening stacey, she began to retreat. for the first time that night, she felt like crying.
“ken!” a familiar voice called out.
she turned to see stacey jogging toward her in the snow.
she couldn’t say anything. she couldn’t even look at her. kenny felt ashamed. stacey was always there for her in times like this, and it happened so often. stacey must feel tired by now, she also had a bad home life.
kenny’s thoughts were interrupted by a hat being placed on her head.
“here, it’s freezing!” stacey began taking off her jacket.
still unable to make eye contact, kenny began to shake. stacey draped her jacket over kenny.
“come inside, dude,” she said, pulling kennedy in for a hug.
she didn’t say a word on this night, she just hugged stacey back and later fell asleep in the warmth of her arms.
(guys if this is bad i didn’t write it, it was my evil twin)
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I think an underrated concept for stenny would be Stan dying instead of Kenny, because either way it would be tragic but in Kenny's case he can always come back because of his regeneration, but Stan COULDNT since he's just a normal guy. The only way they could be together is if they were both dead together and something about that is so raw to me as a concept
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Platonic Staig, Cousins AU
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“Stan?” Craig stepped into the dark room, dimly lit by the light from the hallway. The scent of alcohol thick in the air.
He spots Stan in an instant, curled up in a fetal position, surrounded by a crooked circle of bottles with nondescript labels. Stan is trembling, quietly sniffling and crying.
Craig lets out a soft huff of air, shoving his hands in his pockets as he makes his way to his cousin, “Stan..”
There isn’t a clear response, but the other boy’s shaking began to still. Craig kneels down, placing a carful hand on Stan’s shoulder. Stan freezes, melts and reaches up to wrap his arms desperately around the taller boy, trembling resuming as he sobs.
“Hey, Stan, look up at me.”
Hiccuping, Stan shakes his head. There isn’t much to say, Stan is barely comprehensible, so Craig strokes his messy hair and shushes him.
They sink down together, both of them on the floor now. Stan’s tears soaking Craig’s shirt. “D-Don’t—“ the words come out warbled and watery, with the edge of a slurring tone, probably the effect of alcohol.
”Don’t leave me.”
“I’m not leaving you, Stan,” Craig sighs, rubbing his cousin’s back. Finally, Stan’s grip on Craig loosens, his voice still slurring, but softer now, clearer. Fragile and small.
“Do you promise?”
There’s a pause. A beat of quiet. Craig swallows, pulling Stan closer to his chest, his voice a soft murmur, “I promise.” He affirms.
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Based off an RP.
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Stan Marsh x Kyle Broflovski x FEM!Reader
Title: "Yappers x listener"
Genre: One shot
Note: Special thanks to @ttttuesday and their Style post! :)
Fanart Links!: https://pin.it/58oy3dyyo https://pin.it/7qAn81ffx
Me, Kyle and Stan have been dating for a long time, there was no secret about that. Almost everyone at school knew and has seen us all together at some point. It was also no secret that we spill tea between us three. Most of the time, it's Kyle and I who spout our tea and our simular experiences with people or things whilst Stan listened to us.
"Did you hear about the blonde girl from 3 years ago?" I say over the phone, doing my nails (or homework if nails aren't your thing!) "You mean ____? What did she do?" Kyle asked, while Stan stayed silent, but on Stan's side he had a big smile while he listened to mine and Kyle's rants. "She gave...Uh...What's his name? Nathan! She gave Nathan a bj behind the school for a vape refill or something." I smirk, "No fucking way!" Kyle said, seemingly sitting up in his bed in interest.
Stan just gagged, "Dude, that's gross. I get that it's Nathan's thing and all but...I wouldn't go as far as giving him a blowjob behind the school for a fucking vape..." Stan mumbled, "I know." I rolled my eyes. That seemed to be the only sentence Stan would add, with the occasional chuckle or grunt, he never spoke. Just listened.
Me and Kyle yapped and yapped about all sorts of drama at South Park. We all enjoyed eachother even if Stan didn't really talk, he just liked hearing me and Kyle talk. Eventually, we all had to go for something so that was the end of our yapping session.
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