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5t4r1uv3r · 1 year

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☆ Team Stan dating hcs ☆

☆ Hello everyone!! These are the first headcanons on my page, I'm so excited!! I apologize if any of these hcs seem too ooc, feedback and advice are always welcomed!!

Warnings include: projectile vomiting, pda, mentions of arguments, and mentions of death.

Characters: Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick

Reader is gender neutral!! 958 words ☆

☆ You are, by far, the brightest star I've ever seen. And I never dreamed I'd be so happy that I could die - Lana Del Rey ☆

☆ Stan Marsh ☆

☆ As he’s grown older Stan’s habit of throwing up around his romantic interests has gone away. He still tends to get nauseous but you won’t have to worry about him projectile vomiting on you.

☆ The way he asked you out wasn’t any grand gesture, he slipped a note into your locker asking you to meet up with him after school. Where he confessed his feelings and asked you to be his significant other.

☆ Stan isn’t the best when it comes to texting, he prefers to talk face-to-face or in person. So that means lots of FaceTime calls, him showing up at your home, or him asking you to go over to his.

☆ Quality time is crucial to Stan, he wants to spend all the time he can around you. At school if you share any classes, bi-weekly dates, and hanging out when your schedules allow it.

☆ Stan prefers to keep dates simple, opting for trips to Stark’s Pond, either on strolls or ice skating during the winter, having movie nights, and listening to music together.

☆ Speaking of music, he has definitely written songs about you. He will also learn all of your favorite songs on guitar and will sing them to you.

☆ Stan will not be too big on PDA, he prefers showing affection in small settings. However, if you two are out in public he’ll always have an arm around your waist. Occasionally sneaking pecks on your cheeks and forehead.

☆ As seen in the past Stan is sensitive and jealous, so he’ll need constant reassurance and praise.

☆ You’re the main communicator in the relationship as Stan struggles to express his thoughts with proper phrasing. It has been the cause of disagreements and fights.

☆ Over all Stan tries his best for you, to be there for you, to help you, and to love you.

☆ Kyle Broflovski ☆

☆ In the beginning Kyle was extremely awkward around you, having difficulty navigating his emotions after failed relationships.

☆ Due to his experiences, it took him a while to confess his feelings to you. Trying his best to push his feelings aside yet he had many moments where he slipped up.

☆ After gathering the courage to confess he decided the perfect way would be to write you notes, poems, and letters that he would leave in your locker.

☆ The final note you received was to meet him at Stark’s Pond where he confessed his feelings for you.

☆ Kyle is a hopeless romantic so he’ll give you the world. Spoiling you with anything and everything you could ever want.

☆ He isn’t big when it comes to PDA, preferring to link arms, hold hands, and forehead kisses.

☆ Kyle always wants dates to feel special, striving to make them as perfect as possible. From moonlight dinners to picnics with your favorite foods, reading poems or books that remind him of you, and taking you to Denver Nuggets games.

☆ One of Kyle’s favorite ways to spend time with you is having study dates. His grades are incredibly important to him and he takes it upon himself to make sure you’re succeeding as well.

☆ He has always had a short temper and strong beliefs, he tries to control those emotions to not hurt you or cause any spats. Kyle wants to understand your feelings and views through your eyes, so he’ll set aside his thoughts and understand you before he gets his point across.

☆ Even though he will get jealous, Kyle trusts you with all his heart. His love is for you and only you, you are his whole world.

☆ Kenny McCormick ☆

☆ Kenny’s reputation as a flirt has followed him since he was a child, he hoped you didn’t view his attempts of getting close to you as that. At the beginning he viewed it as such, but as he got to know you better his feelings developed.

☆ Kenny was very straightforward with his crush on you, he toned down his flirting and playboy nature. Wanting to show you that he only had eyes on you.

☆ Taking steps back he planned how to woo you, dividing his attention and actions solely on you. Kenny vowed no matter how long it took you to understand his feelings he would wait for you, even if you would reject him.

☆ The day you accepted Kenny’s love was the best day of his life.

☆ His economic situation made it so he had to be creative to display his affection, he truly wanted to give you the world. This includes acts of service, making you trinkets, giving you flowers from a nearby garden, and saving up his money to get you nicer presents.

☆ Kenny is huge when it comes to PDA, he has to have a hand on you whenever you’re around. He especially loves having his hand on the curvature of your back nearing your ass. If you’ll allow him, he's making out with you, anywhere and everywhere.

☆ Cuddle or hug him from behind and he will melt in your arms. If you’re not hugging him, Kenny is hugging you at any chance he gets.

☆ Dates consist of talking at Stark’s Pond, late-night drives, stargazing in the woods, or spending time in your bedroom.

☆ Kenny is incredibly selfless, often putting your needs and emotions above his. To many life is the most precious gift, but after dying so many times he realizes that the most precious gift is the people in his life. You and Karen being the most important ones.

☆ Kenny loves you to hell and back and to heaven and back. Quite literally.

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shhh-secret-time · 7 months

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hiii! i rlly enjoy your writing and ur one of my fav sp writers so i was wondering if u could possibly write poly style (stan and kyle) fluff with a shy reader! tyyyy <333

Ohhhh ohhhh I'm so soft for this, I'm weak. I love fluff pieces so much and for some reason they're the hardest for me to write! I'm sorry this took so long! I hope you enjoy it! It's Mermaid flavored.

Warning: Strong Language, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, these boys being adorable dorks

Pairing: Stan x GN!Reader x Kyle

The feeling of the waves brushing against your ankles as they continue their dance with the moon is the only thing anchoring you to this moment. Wet sand beneath your feet seem to sink slightly, molding to show the world where you stood. Only for the ocean waves to take it away.

Each time you came out to this secluded little cove you would challenge yourself to find something new. Yesterday you found a little crab buried under the soft blanket of sand. Today it was a new rock sticking out of the water. Just on the outskirts of your vision, you had never seen it before. Your eyes take in the outline and the shadows it cast on the dark water. The only light from the large full moon behind it.

Night probably wasn't the best time to come to the water, much less alone, but you liked it that way. It was exhausting having to be around so many people all the time, most of the time you didn't even know what to say or talk about. It's not that you didn't want to contribute to conversations and be invited out to things with your friends, but it was hard. You needed moments like this.

Moments with the moon, the stars, and the ocean to keep you company. Some nights it felt like something straight out of a story book. Watching intently as the ocean beckons you to come closer, how She sings for you.

Her song is beautiful. A language you can't understand but a rhythm you can feel. So, you sing back to Her on nights like this. With the sky clear so the moon can hear your voice. You only hope the moon knows how beautiful She is.

So, you part your lips and suck in a cool breath. For a moment it catches in your throat, years of teaching yourself to keep your mouth shut takes over. But only for a moment. After a single heartbeat the lyrics pour from your mouth, a second breath and you're sharing a tune with the ocean.

Sometimes while you'd sink things would brush against your legs. Shells and seaweed cling to your skin, and sometimes you like to pretend they were gifts from the ocean.

But they weren't. At least not from the ocean Herself.

They were gifts from your two admirers. The night sky and the large body of water were not the only thing you had sung for.

Two men swam in the water, circling each other in a gentle tempo. Hips swaying gently with one another. Scaled tails twined together so gently like silk across skin.

One colored with dark orange and white scales, with vibrant finned out reds. A deep red that matches the curls in his hair and the small blush on his face as his partner leads him in the dance.

His partner with eyes like the waters they tread. His tail is the same deep blue color with a thin line of silver going down it. Sharper fins compared to the red heads veiled ones. His black hair pushes and pulls against the tide.

The tide that carries your voice and tells a story they can't quite understand. Both men feel it in their chest, the urge to understand. And that urge only gets stronger every time you come out to sing.

At first it was just an accident, they swam too far out. There they saw you sitting on a board staring out towards the ocean. Your legs on either side of the brightly colored plank, swinging them back and forth. You opened your mouth and for the first time they heard you sing.

That strange language, the way it rolled off your tongue had them both in some kind of trance. Deep in their hearts they knew coming back was too great of a risk, land walkers weren't supposed to know about their kind. But the way you sang so gently, so earnestly, it was hard to picture you as any kind of threat. So, like storm chasers they returned. Every night the lovers would come back to the cove that was too far from their homes.

Now here they were dancing under the moon, just like every other night. Tonight, was no different, except of course the thoughts bouncing around in raven haired man's mind. He stops only after you pause your song, looking over at the other.

"We should get closer tonight. I don't think the shells are enough of a gift. The land walker isn't picking them up!" His voice drops to a low murmur as he swims closer to the surface.

"I don't know if that's a good idea Stan! What if they freak out?" Stern emerald eyes follow him, watching as Stan's fingers glide across the surface, not quite breaking the tension.

"What if they don't?" Stan asks, "Come on, we'll never know if we don't try Kyle."

"But we can't even communicate with them!" Despite his protests, Kyle swims up next to Stan.

The man always did have a way to pull Kyle into things he wouldn't normally do. But for Stan, he'd follow him to the deepest of trenches. And apparent by the way Stan takes his hand, he knows he would too.

"True, buuuut when was the last time we did something this exciting. I don't think the land walkers are as bad as your mom says they are." Stan wraps his arm around him and pulls him up closer towards his chest.

"Oh stop, you know she just says things like that to keep us safe. I never bought into those scare tactics."

"Uh-huh, that's why your fins are all fanned out." Stan says smirking down at him.

"N-no!" A nervous stutter and Kyle's fins fold back down against his tail. "Let's just do this before I change my mind!" He breaks from Stan's hold with a groan.

You've stopped your song for the night, content in just getting the emotions out. Normally around this time you'd step away from the caress of the water and make your walk back home. But when you caught movement from the corner of your eye, your body froze. The reality of being out in a cove so far away from town with no one knowing your location sits in your stomach like a brick.

"U...um hello?" You call out to the dark, maybe not the smartest idea but your mouth moves before you have time to think about it.

Your blood ran cold when you got no response, watching as the shadowy figure only got closer. Now that it was coming into the moonlight you could make out small shapes. Humanoid figures, two of them, a bit larger than you.

Somewhere along the way your brain finally made the connection that it should be telling your legs to move. Your legs felt like weights were strapped to them with each step you took back.

Just when you think the two figures will give chase, they stop. Curiosity seemed to be winning the little internal battle as you turned back and watch them. Squinting your eyes to get a closer look at what emerged from the water.

Two men, the water covering their lower waists. Little water droplets trail down their exposed chest, tracing every curve as it does. A breath ticks by, then a heartbeat, before the raven-haired man begins to move again. Out of instinct you look away and squeeze your eyes shut.

Silence washes over everything, even the oceans tides have stopped making noise. Until you hear what sounds like someone slapping the water.

Your eyes flicker over before you have time to stop yourself. You have to do a double take when you see how the man's perched up against the sands. Where legs should be is a tail, much longer than your legs. Blue orbs meet yours and for a moment there's a look of excitement when they meet. The depth of his blues is almost deep enough to make you forget about the fact that he's not entirely human. But when his tail slaps the water again, it reminds you of just that.

The red head circles around in the water a few times. His curly hair clings to the front of his face obscuring most of his features. Between the two of them he looks much shyer and more reserved, like he's waiting for you to make a move. Slowly inching closer to the other, he wades in the water with fins flared out.

They're both beautiful. Unlike anything you've ever seen, myths that have swam right out of a story book. Your stomach starts to do flips and your head begins to spin. It's all too much. It has to be a dream. The one with ocean-colored eyes goes to say something. He opens his mouth, but all that comes are sounds and syllables you'd never be able to make if you tried. When you tilt your head in confusion he stops and looks back at the other. The look on his face is clear, you don't need to speak their language to know the look of, "I told you so."

Their eyes fall back on you watching every little movement. The way your breathing slows. You should just grab your shoes and run back home, pretend you never saw this and go on with your life.

But it's hard when you watch the red head grab a shell and dig it into the sand. When he's finished, he looks up at you and gestures for you to look.

From the way the black haired one's face lit up and tail picked up speed you could only assume he was excited. He wraps his arms around the red head and shakes him back and forth, which only earns him a few grunts and a nudge.

Slowly you make your way over to the men. Just close enough to see what they were gesturing down towards. The fear of being dragged down to the depth by these two was still there, but the other part of you still thought this was a weird dream.

For a shell picked up on the beach, the drawing wasn't bad. It looked like a shaky attempt at a human with their mouth open. If you squint and tilt your head just right it looked like you.

When you look down at him, he grins and goes to draw in the sand again. Lines being dug quickly and traced over and over until they stick. When he's finished, he looks up at you again.

This time it looks like two fish swimming around. Chasing one another in some strange trance. The little spots and stripes across their tails made you realize they were supposed to be the two men in front of you.

The smile that spreads across your face makes their hearts leap. You gestured for the shell, a small giggle escaping your lips when the red head did a double take. The first contact with something so bizarre. Your fingertips brush against his skin as you take the shell and he's sure this is what lightning feels like. A jolt of something he feels every time Stan touches him.

You bend down and begin tracing a pattern in the sand next to his drawing. They slowly move up next to you, watching intently at your work. When you’re finished, they tilt their head and grin, turning to one another and speaking in that language that sounds like rain beating against a car window.

This went on all night, trying to figure out a way to communicate that didn't involve speech. While it was annoying at times, having to play a game of charades with creatures from a storybook. But at the same time there was something so freeing about not having to worry about saying the wrong thing. They seemed to be happy with every little thing you did, every little drawing you made in the sand, and every bit of laughter that came from your mouth.

Stan decided that was his favorite sound. The way your eyes lit up and the way your lips curled to that soft smile.

And there you stayed until the sun crept up, peeking over where He and the ocean meet. The radiance and warmth touched your skin reminding you of the passage of time. Something that seemed to slip by so quickly. It wasn't the first time you were disappointed to leave your little spot, but it was the first time you were disappointed to say goodbye.

The two men watched as you picked your shoes up and gave them a gentle little wave. They left you with one last bit of laughter as they waved with their hands and their tails. Before you could turn away, they flung themselves back into the water. Bodies twist and turn in the water as they come in contact with the cool waves.

The walk home felt heavy, but not in a way that was uncomfortable. The weight of something new, whatever it was, felt good.

Since that night your little secluded space has been accompanied by your two friends. Tracing memories into the sand, learning about one another the best you could.

There was only so much one could learn from pictures. That didn't stop you from trying, however. Over time you learned the two men were partners in all ways. Their love for each other ran deep, apparent in the way they smiled at each other. You didn't need a common tongue to see the love there. How beautiful.

You learned that they only come to see you at night. It took a while to piece it together, but eventually it clicked. Even though they were quick to trust you, didn't mean they were quick to come out in broad daylight. It was just safer this way and to be honest, you didn't mind.

Most nights were spent with you singing to your heart’s content. Watching in amazement as they graced your song with their dance. Sharing things from your different lives. They showed you fish that you've never seen before, rocks and plants. Things found only in the deepest parts of the ocean. And in return you showed them fruits and vegetables, foods they wouldn't normally be able to taste without it getting soggy. It was fascinating watching them react in different ways to the taste of things. The raven haired one seemed to like most of the things you brought, there were a few things he preferred over the other.

But the red head seemed to be a bit pickier about what he liked and didn't. Everything you brought was fine until the day you brought them bananas. Showing them how to peel it and eat the inside, not the outside, was the easy part. The hard part was not laughing when the red head immediately spit it out and tossed it so far into the ocean, that it disappeared in the dark. Even harder so when his partner laughed at him, sounding like waves crashing into a ship.

After you finished the small picnic that you packed, you stood up and began your song. Something you were working on in between nights that you couldn't come see the pair. Nights where it stormed or if the weather was too bad.

And like clockwork the two began their dance. It was hard to see in the depths of the ocean, the dark blues masquerading in their movements. But that was never the reason you sang in the first place; it was just a bonus to have an audience.

Your song is cut midway when the red head swam up to you, leaving his partner with the upper half of his head sticking out. You watch as he twists his body and tail, circling you like he's beckoning you to come into the water. Drawing in a breath, his movements feel hypnotic. In a way that doesn't take away your agency, almost comforting.

Each step deeper feels less like treading water and more like walking on air. The water rises to your waist, then to your stomach, then your neck and soon you're no longer walking but floating. Clothes cling to you like second skin, but the consequences be damned now. You damned them long ago when you chose to stay on the beach that night.

Inhaling as deeply as you can, precious oxygen fills your lungs. You dip your head into the cool water and immediately your hair begins to flow around you. The men stare in amazement, quickly circling you. As one circles your back, fingers brushing through your hair. The other is already in front of you staring into your eyes.

It's like seeing you in a new light for them. Their fingers brush over every part of exposed skin. Watching as you kick your legs to tread the waves.

"It must be hard to move without fins. Looks exhausting." The red head speaks making your eyes go wide.

You can understand him.

"I dunno, kinda looks like they're using their hips! I told you they wouldn't hate coming in the water!" His partner responds with a smug smile.

You can understand him!

"Hmm!" Before you could stop yourself, you open your mouth is shock, bubbles of air floating to the top.

"Is the land walker trying to breath in the water, Stan?"

"I don't know? I thought they couldn't do that."

Stan. The black haired one's name is Stan. You could understand them and had no way of communicating. This is what it must feel to be a fish trapped behind glass. The irony is almost funny.

What isn't is the way your lungs begin to burn. It feels like you just stepped into their world and now you have to step away from it. With a quick kick of your legs, you push yourself back up to the surface, taking deep breaths once you break. The men follow you still circling around you, if you didn't know any better think, they were hungry sharks looking for their next meal.

Their eyes train on you. Watching every little movement just like that night. Past the rocking waves you can almost make out their lips moving. Talking to one another and conversing.

Just as you contemplate going back down, you feel a hand on your ankle. Stan looks up towards you and his eyes light up. Either the lack of air or too much salt water is making you go crazy, it almost looks as if he's asking to pull you back down. It makes your heart flutter to know that you're able to understand them even though you've only known them a short time.

You take another breath and nod at him. He wastes no time pulling you back down towards him. His partner’s hands come down to your waste, acting as an anchor. Their bodies pressed against yours in such a way that reminds you that they're still shirtless. You only hope they can't see the blush on your face.

"So, you're sure this will work Kyle?" Stan asks, his eyes flickering from you to the red head behind him.

"Only one way to find out, go ahead. If it does, we can explain ourselves." Kyle speaks so softly, almost as softly as his hands on your hips squeeze.

You want to say something, ask them what they mean. The little muffled noises you make are enough to catch their attention again. Stan takes a deep breath and looks down at you. But his eyes don't land on yours, they travel down to your lips.

His head dips down slowly, giving you plenty of time to pull away. He understands the move he makes is bold. But when you don't pull your head back, when you don't struggle against their hold, he places his lips onto yours. They're soft. Gentle. Almost perfect. They feel like the rocking of waves, lulling you into feeling of mental repose.

It isn't until he pulls away that you realize you're not holding your breath. You haven't for a while. The loss of his kiss makes your eyes flutter open slowly. He states down at you and cocks his head to the side.

"I think it worked? They're not freaking out." Stan breaks the silence with a murmur.

Kyle's hands move off your hips just as Stan pulls away from you. They move around you again watching as you float there.

You open your mouth and feel strange, like your tongue doesn't quite fit in your mouth. But it does, the taste of the saltwater brushing against it reminds you that it's there. A few bubbles escape your mouth but nothing like before. You hesitate for a moment before drawing in.

When your lungs don't burn like you expect them to, you do it again. Breathing out and then back in. Each time is different until it feels like breathing. You look down at your hands and then back at the men who are grinning from ear to ear.

"It worked! Oh shit!"

And you laugh. You laugh at the comment. At the situation. At the jubilation in your heart. You're under the water breathing as they would. Each time you breath in so do they. It makes you wonder if their hearts are beating with yours.

"I can't believe this." Your voice is so small, it's hard to make it any louder.

"I can't either." Kyle responds to you with a chuckle, crossing his arms over his chest. "It was my idea and Stan gets to kiss you first."

He responds to you. Talking to you like it's something he's done every day this week. Between the three of you Kyle looks like he's the only one not freaking out, because as you look at Stan, he has the same dorky grin that you're sure is on your face.

"Wait, but how am I able to do this?! Why can I understand you guys?! How did you know to do this?!" The questions spill from your lips faster than either men have time to answer.

"Kyle read it in some book! Apparently, we used to interact with you land walkers a lot in the past." Stan says circling around you again.

"It wasn't some book dude; it was a journal left behind by someone who fell in love with a land walker. They figured out our kisses grant them the ability to breath under water for a short time." Kyle follows Stan in the circle almost like he's compelled to do it.

"But why?"

"Dunno, I didn't really read the rest of it. I was just excited that we could bring you down here with us."

"Should have seen the way he swam into my room~! It was cute!"

"Shut up!"

"No way dude, you're cute. You just have to accept it! The sooner you do the easier it'll be for all of us!"

You smile at their bickering even though you could understand them, it didn't feel different than when you couldn't. Trying your best to keep up with their circling, your body twists, and spins around with them. Their tails get closer to you with each spin, veil like fins brush against your legs. Closer and closer until their hands are back on your body again. Each time you began to float back to the top, their hands would pull you back down. And each time, their touch lingered a little longer.

"But now you're down here with us. We can talk to you and hear you finally!" Kyle smiles down at you, "Just be sure to let us know if you start to struggle to breathe. It'll be my pleasure to give you more time."

The little hum behind his voice makes your face burn, the flirty tone isn't hard to pick up. It made you wonder if the kiss was just an excuse to keep you down here, if they knew that it was making your heart pound against your chest. Did they put their hands on your hips and arms just to keep you from floating away or was there more to the touches? Was this okay to feel this way?

"O-oh um...thank you Kyle and thank you Stan. For um...all of this. This is amazing, I would have never been able to dream of something so beautiful." It takes you a while to find your voice again, so wrapped up in your own head.

"You don't need to thank us for doing something we wanted to do in the first place. We wanted you down here." Stan's mind almost goes blank when he hears your name fall from your lips.

"I-I just feel like it's something to be thankful for. You trust me this much."

"Trust?" Kyle tilts his head and chuckles. "I guess you could see it that way, but honestly it's just selfishness on our part."

Oh, the leap in his chest when you tilt your head at him, that adorable look of curiosity in your eyes. The water makes them sparkle in ways that gems could never. Stan circles behind him and lays his chin on his partner’s shoulder just as he reaches up and brushes some of the stands of hair out of your face.

"As fun as our little games on the sand were, it was frustrating being so close to you and not being able to tell you how we feel."

Stan picks up where Kyle leaves off, "How happy you made us every time you came out to sing. We had no idea what you were saying, it just sounded like humming and chanting! Now we can!"

"My singing means that much to you?"

"Well...yeah. It brought us together, didn't it?" Stan blinks at you

How could he say something so sweet so bluntly. If they continued this little team attack on your heart it was going to make the water around your face boil. Out of habit you go to move your hands to your face to cover them. But it's like they had a read on your movements and their hands come up to take your wrists.

Kyle takes over and pulls you to his body, his arm moves around your waist. You can feel the laughter rumble up through his chest from how close he's holding you. "Before Stan got the idea to come up to the shores, we used to dance by the rocks for hours. Something about the way you sing, it's irresistible."

"At first it was just supposed to be a one-time thing, but then we came back and there you were." As Stan speaks Kyle twirls you around.

Letting his hold on you go, the momentum spins you towards Stan whose hands find your hips. He lifts you up in the water, twisting his body around in a gentle waltz. When you gasp, he only laughs and lets you go just as your body flips back. Arching your spine, you follow the movement into a full flip where your hands find his.

"Singing again. Pulling us into a trance again, and again, and again." Every whisper of the word 'again' and he gets closer to your face.

Your eyes flutter shut getting ready for another kiss from the man in your arms. It never comes, but the feeling of being pulled away makes you open your eyes again. Kyle's arms, the paler skin, finds purchase on your waist and pulls you down out of Stan's hold. You get a quick glimpse of his pout before he goes to circle the both of you.

"I don't know if love at first sight is the right way to describe it, but you made Stan and I feel something we only felt with each other. So, we had to get you down here. Needed to know everything about you, had to hear your voice and tell you how we felt." Kyle confesses as he lets you go and follows his lover in the circular motion.

You're in the middle of their dance now, yet you feel a part of it. You feel a part of them and everything they felt. Kyle was right, maybe love was too strong of a word but there was something akin to it. Something like you felt for the moon when you sang to Her or the ocean, yet this felt grounded. Heavy like how you felt that night you walked home the first time.

The feeling was overwhelming you, starting to boil over that you were sure that tears were spilling from your eyes. You've never cried from happiness like this before, much less cried under water. What could you say to that? Thank them again? You'd be here all night thanking them until you needed air again.

So instead, you opened your mouth and began to sing. Your voice echoes through the deep, letting the undertow take your song to places you know you'll never see. Even now it's impossible to think about just all the places your voice will carry you, but it doesn't matter. Now when it's lead you here. In this beautiful moment surrounded by admiration and a heart’s desire.

Just as the waves push forward, Kyle rides the momentum towards you. Pressing a kiss into your lips. He silences your song for just a moment before continuing his ride.

Just as the waves pull back, Stan lets it carry him towards you. His lips replacing his partners on yours. The song resumes when he's pulled away.

Push and pull. Song and dance. How poetic that you would fall in love with the moon and ocean.

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luujjvi · 1 year

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stop scrolling for a moment and appreciate this big ol fosh

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cherrimilk · 1 year

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✧ cruel summer | south park

‘my sister is off limits, you fucking horny assholes’

⤷ in which stan marsh’s twin sister is back in south park after five years. and with the gang from fourth grade all back together again with y/n marsh’s return, they prepare for what they hope to be the ‘best summer ever’. but with childhood crushes resurfacing and the end of their childhood quickly approaching with the start of their senior year soon, the summer they hoped for may go far differently then what they wanted.

pairings ✧ kenny mccormick x fem! reader, kyle broflovski x fem! reader (two endings!)

genre ✧ coming of age, drama, love triangle romance, slice of life kinda?? crack, half smau, half written

warnings ✧ underage drinking and drug use, south park teenagers being south park teenagers, angst (but i’m a sucker for fluff so expect way more of that)

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that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald · 11 months

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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 (+ 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬)?

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×A/N×

Omg Tumblr actually have WORD LIMIT?! I didn't know it-

I wanted to upload this post with Craig's gang reactions, but Tumblr stopped me-

So now I have to make an another post about Craig and his gang-

Nvm- I hope you guys will enjoy this!

Oh and there are probably some spelling mistakes bc I wrote this at late night and I didn't look through it- sorry :")

×❢ About my work ❢×

fluff, some curse, all the way fluff, Stan's part is a little bit longer, bc I gave him plot, the reader can be gender neutral, they/them pronouns used for the reader, pet names (like baby, babe, hon, etc), the reader is in a romantic relationship with the characters and I think that's all-

All credit of the gifs goes to the og creator!

Fandom: South Park

Character(s): Eric Cartman, Stan Marsh, Butters Stotch, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick, Y/N|The Reader|You

Ship(s): The Characters x Y/N|The Reader|You

Type: Headcanons

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★ Stan Marsh ★

• Stan played with his video games on your side

• and you got bored of watching it

• you looked at your boyfriend who concentrated very hard about what he was doing

• he looks so cute when he tries to focus on something this hard

• he seemed lost in the virtual world, so you choosed that it's time to bring him back to reality

• he got red so quickly

• his face is all red and omg he can't hold back his vomit

• You looked over the game what said “Game Over”.

"I'm sorry hon, I didn't mean to disturb you." you said as you looked back at your boyfriend who was red as a tomato.

"N-no! It's okay!" he looked up at you with a soft smile on his face. He got closer so you could rest your head on his shoulder as he holds you. "I can do this later." he put the console away. "So what should we do next, babe?"

• he will probably give it back by giving you a kiss on your cheek or on your neck

• it's not important if you do it in private or in public

• he doesn't mind it actually

• he just gets flustrated very easily

• but be prepared Cartman's "eww get a room" thing if you do it in front of the guys

★ Kyle Broflovski ★

• he actually prefers it in private because of Cartman

• Cartman would be like "(Y/N) IS A SLUT FOR KAHL AGAIN!"

• but he definitely loves it when you do it ♡

• he just gets so fast as red as his hair

• he won't give it back bc he is afraid to do it

• he will actually ask you so he could give the kiss back

• "Oh my gosh, Kyle. Of course you can give it back!" you giggled because of how red and cute he was.

• He says thank you by giving soft kisses to your face.

★ Eric Cartman ★

• WELL

• I can imagine Eric as the typical “ "Eww what was that?" "A kiss." "Gross... Do it again." ” person

• yk that I'm an Eric kinnie, but seriously I can't imagine him like touchy or a lovely dovey person

• he doesn't get so flustrated of it, actually he doesn't show any signs of he's liking it or not

• but trust me, he does like it

• he really does, he just don't want to look like a cherry infront of you

• so he acts like he wouldn't care

• if you don't want him to be a hot head, do it in private

• please do it in private

• oh and don't prepare for return

★ Kenny McCormick ★

• same as Eric, he won't be so flustrated about it as the others

• but he LOVES it so much

• he does it with you as well, so it's not new for you two

• he doesn't care if you two in public or not

• and he will give the kiss back with no hesition

• probably he will give much more than you did give to him

• sweet, loveful smooches all the way!

• "Alright, Ken, that's enough!" you giggled as you tried to stop him from giving to your neck an another soft kiss.

• a little blush still appeares on his face, but believe me, he's very happy about the surprise kisses!

★ Leopold "Butters" Stotch ★

• the colors changing so fast on his face

• he really appreciates tho

• if you do it after he had a long day, it will definitely cheer him up!

• he actually says thank you after it

• "O-Oh, well..." he can't even talk because of flustration! He's speechless! "Thank you, (Y/N)!" he sends a sweet, happy smile to you that appeares on his flushed cheeks.

• he loves it everywhere and everytime, so he doesn't actually care about privacy

• it's so fun to him!

• he will definitely return it!

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spaceagebachelormann · 6 months

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𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

!!REQUEST REQUIREMENTS!!

-> state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and a plot

-> do you have any specifics for the reader? blonde, poc, male, neurodivergent, etc? (please keep in mind i will write poc readers but i’m white so they may be a little difficult for me)

-> requests are preferred to be sent through inbox, but i can make dms work if needed

-> PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOR ME TO WRITE “____ x reader fluff” GIVE ME A PLOT LINE

!!WHAT I WILL WRITE!!

-> platonic

-> romantic

-> familial

-> any gender x any gender

-> headcanons

-> long fics

-> multi character

-> blurbs

-> poly relationships

-> x reader

-> i will only write cheating if it’s a character comforting r after being cheated on, not a character cheating on r

!!WHAT I WONT WRITE!!

-> smut (i’m 14)

-> yandere

-> most aus, ask about the specific au before requesting an au

-> incest

-> age gaps

-> canonical gay/lesbian character x a man (if lesbian) or a woman (if gay)

-> song fics

-> things about ocs

-> ships

-> sunshine x grumpy tropes, i’m horrible at this trope

character list

keeper of the lost cities

sophie foster, dex dizznee, fitz vacker, keefe sencen, biana vacker, marella redek, maruca chebota, tam song, linh song, wylie endal, jensi babblos, stina heks, elwin hesledge

chronicles of narnia

peter pevensie, edmund pevensie, susan pevensie, lucy pevensie, caspian

riordanverse

percy jackson, annabeth chase, grover underwood, jason grace, piper mclean, leo valdez, hazel levesque, frank zhang, nico di angelo, will solace, reyna arellano, rachel dare, travis stoll, connor stoll, thalia grace, magnus chase, alex fierro, carter kane, sadie kane

harry potter

harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, neville longbottom, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, sirius black, james potter, remus lupin, mary macdonald, marlene mckinnon, lily evans, dorcas meadows, regulus black, barty crouch jr, narcissa black, andromeda black, bellatrix lestrange

ride the cyclone

ocean o’connell rosenberg, noel gruber, mischa bachinski, ricky potts, jane doe/penny lamb, constance blackwood

shadow and bone

alina starkov, malyen oretsev, genya safin, zoya nazyalensky, david kostyk, tamaar & tolya, nikolai lantsov

six of crows

kaz brekker, inej ghafa, jesper fahey, nina zenik, wylan van eck, matthias helvar

the outsiders

ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, twobit matthews, dallas winston, cherry valance

the hunger games

katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, finnick odair, johanna mason, cinna, effie trinket

it (2017)

bill denbrough, eddie kaspbrak, richie tozier, stan uris, beverly marsh, ben hanscom, mike hanlon

the school for good and evil

agatha, sophie, tedros, hort, hester, anadil, dot, nicola, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, clarissa dovey, leonora lesso

the land of stories

connor bailey, alex bailey, red riding hood, jack, goldilocks

scooby doo

shaggy rogers, fred jones, daphne blake, velma dinkley, thorn, dusk, luna

little women

jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, laurie

dracula

dracula, lucy westenra, arthur holmwood, john seward, mina harker, abraham van helsing, renfield, quincey morris, jonathan harker, the brides

frankenstein

victor frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, henry clerval, adam frankenstein, justine mortiz, ernest frankenstein, the bride

dr jekyll and mr hyde

henry jekyll, edward hyde, richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

phantom of the opera

christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagney, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

a good girls guide to murder

pippa fitz-amobi, ravi singh, naomi ward, cara ward, connor reynolds, jamie reynolds, nat da silva

the mighty ducks

charlie conway, adam banks, lester averman, guy germaine, connie moreau, fulton reed, dean portman, julie gaffney, ken wu, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson

monster high

frankie stein, draculaura, clawdeen wolf, cleo de nile, abbey bominable, ghoulia yelps, operetta, rochelle goyle, spectra vondergeist, elissabat, clawd wolf, deuce gorgon, heath burns, jackson jekyll, holt hyde, kieran valentine

the powerpuff girls

blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium, brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo

david bowie

david bowie, ziggy stardust, jareth, thomas jerome newton, celliers

sweeney todd

sweeney todd, anthony hope, mrs lovett, johanna todd

the rosewood chronicles

lottie pumpkin, ellie wolf, jamie volk, ollie moreno, raphael wilcox, anastacia alcroft leblanc, saskia san martin, lola tomkins, mickey tomkins, binah fae

hairspray

corny collins, link larkin, amber von tussle, tracey turnblad, penny pingleton, seaweed j. stubbs

attack on titan

eren yeager, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, jean kirstein, sasha braus, connie springer, annie leonhardt, bertholdt hoover, reiner braun, hange zoe, levi ackerman, erwin smith, colt grice, niccolo, yelena, onyakopon, zeke yeager

daisy jones and the six

daisy jones, billy dunne, graham dunne, karen sirko, warren rhodes, pete loving/roundtree, eddie loving/roundtree, camila dunne, simone jackson

doctor who bbc

ninth doctor, tenth doctor, rose tyler, jack harkness, mickey smith, donna noble, martha jones, clara oswald, river song, simm! master

miss peregrines home for peculiar children

jacob portman, emma bloom, millard nulling, enoch o’connor, olive elephanta, alma peregrine

miscellaneous characters

sarah williams, bernard the elf, rodrick heffley, varian, lisa frankenstein, the creature (lisa frankenstein)

UPCOMING FANDOMS : les miserables

#marlee organization <3

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chrolloluvr · 7 months

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Introduction & Masterlist:

Hi guys!! My name is Charlotte, and I write mostly headcannons, and sometimes stories! So feel free to request, and I may get something done!

My main focus's are South Park and Helluva Boss.

I write smut, fluff, angst, etc.

I will write for Female!Reader & GenderNeutral!Reader, and exclusively AFAB. I will not write AMAB & Male!Reader (Sorry!!) I will automatically write Female!Reader , unless you request otherwise.

I will not write anything to do with poop/buttholes basically, and no incest!

Requests are currently open, I will mostly take headcannons about characters & relationship headcannons at the moment.

I will write for all female characters, but I will not write smut, just platonically and romantically.

Fandoms & People I write for (Bolded and *'s are favorites, more in depth hcs):

South Park (aged up) ⭐

-Eric Cartman

-Kyle Brovlofski

-Stan Marsh

-Kenny Mccormick

-Craig Tucker

-Tweek Tweak

-Clyde Donovan

-Butters Stotch

-Etc.

Hazbin Hotel

-Alastor**

-Vox

-Angel dust (No smut, GenderNeutral only)

-Lucifer**

-Adam**

-Husk

-Valentino (No smut)

-Multiple

Helluva Boss ⭐

-Fizzaroli

-Paimon**

-Blitzo

-Stolas (GenderNeutral only)

-Asmodeus

-Mammon**

-Striker

-Etc.

Tokio Hotel

-Bill Kaulitz**

-Tom Kaulitz**

-Georg Listing

-Gustav Schaefer

Hunter x Hunter

-Illumi**

-Chrollo

-Uvogin**

-Shalnark

-Feitan

-Phinks

-Franklin

-Nobunaga

-Silva

-Etc.

Upcoming Works

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remersgf · 1 year

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- masterlist ❣️

smut: 💥

fluff: 🫧

doug remer:

💥hazy

🫧remer taking care of drunk!reader blurb

🫧💥remer headcanons

💥please

💥remer going down on you blurb

🫧remer x reader on the team headcanons

🫧remer getting the silent treatment headcanons

🫧💥remer with a size kink headcanons

🫧drunk!remer x reader blurb

💥sucking remer off blurb

💥watching remer masturbate blurb

💥fill ‘er up!

🫧remer taking care of sick!reader headcanons

💥perv!remer blurb

🫧remer with a goth!gf headcanons

matt stone:

💥birthday boy

💥his toy

💥voyeur!matt blurb

stan marsh:

💥pc stan marsh nsfw headcanons

💥pc stan marsh age gap blurb

🫧sleeping positions with pc stan marsh

🫧pc stan marsh dating with an age gap headcanons

💥showing up to pc stan marsh’s house blurb

🫧going to the liquor store with pc stan marsh blurb

damon albarn:

💥pretty thing

💥the best

💥damon albarn nsfw alphabet

💥tease

💥caught

💥jealous

#doug remer smut #doug remer x reader #matt stone x reader #matt stone smut #south park #baseketball #damon albarn #damon albarn smut #damon albarn x reader #blur band #masterlist #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh smut #pc stan marsh #post covid stan marsh #post covid south park

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kwnnys · 1 year

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— main 4 fasting for the first time!

hcs : g/n reader a/n : for my muslim brothers nd sisters 🙏🙏 reader is muslim and asks the boys to try fasting w them for ramadan :D

— stan marsh

quite intrigued when you first bring it up, also pretty hesitant to try it

"wait so like- no food or water? for a whole day? are you sure I wont die..."

but with a little bit convincing, stan will eventually agree!

he starts off strong and confident 💪 bragging to the group and telling them all about fasting

but that confidence slowly dies as the hours pass... and poor boy gets so tired

he knows you said that while fasting that you should be as productive as possible, but hes just so tired and drowsy he cant help it 😭

he tries to play basketball with his friends, or even doing his homework. but he just can't focus on anything

he ends up sleeping the rest of the day till iftar

he apologizes and feels so bad 😓, but you tell him its fine since its his first time

I dont' think he'd do it again the next day or anytime soon, but maybe give it a few years and he might be able to fast all 30 days :D

— kyle broflovski

like stan also very intrigued and curious

he'll ask you alot of questions and take a few notes, before ultimately agreeing

hes a little nervous at first, but you manage to ease him with some words of affirmation!

tries to just distract himself for the whole day. studying, chores, video games, etc.

he doesn't make a big deal about it, but is definitely suffering on the inside

tbh the hardest part for him isn't the actual fasting, but not being able to swear or be mad (especially considering kyle has a short temper) 💀

cartman definitley takes advantage of this and calls him every name in the book. also purposely eats infront of him.

"hey stupid jew. look what I've got, a chocolate cake. you want some? oh wait, YOU CANT!" "...I swear to god cartman."

almost broke his fast cause of him. 😭

but anyways, he manages to successfully finish his fast!

he would do it again, maybe in a few days if you asked.

— eric cartman

when you first tell him about fasting and ramadan, he'll literally be SO flabberghasted.

"wait wait wait, so you're telling me you can't EAT or even drink WATER for 30 days? you trying to get me killed or something?"

it'll take alot of convincing to get him to fast with you

alooot of convincing.

but when he eventually agrees, he will be SO dramatic about it and overexaggerates everything

"oh my god, I think Im dying. tell kyel.. I hope he gets cancer.."

refuses to go to school or even get out his room

liane gets very concerned about him, and'll constantly ask you if he'll be okay and won't die

you assure her that its completely fine, especially considering he ate almost half the fridge during suhoor.

he talks to his stuffed animals to try and cope.

tried to secretly eat a piece of candy while you weren't looking 💀you'll have to keep a close eye on him if you want him to actually finish his fast.

he'll definitely hold a grudge against you the whole day and refuse to talk to you.

but don't worry, you make it up to him by taking him to kfc for iftar 😋

bro literally ordered half the menu and gobbled everything up in a matter of minutes.

safe to say he won't be fasting again anytime soon. or ever again,

— kenny mccormick

the only one in the group who manages to fast with little to no problem

kenny doesn't usually eat much food anyway, so hes all down

the hardest part for him is not being able to have 'dirty' thoughts or look at porno magazines 💀

the guys probably don't even notice that kennys fasting since they know kenny usually eat till you or he brings it up

cartman also takes advantage of this and tries to get him to break his fast with money. (which fails cause you're there to shut him off)

doesn't really have a change in his routine or life, he just does what he normally does

you're surprised by how easy hes taking it tbh

when its time for iftar, you decide to invite him over your house to eat :D

hes shocked at all the food you had prepared by you and your parents, and extremely grateful too

that day he had the biggest meal for the first time in probably a few years 😭

definitely took home some leftovers after for his family.

overall he'd definitely wouldn't mind doing it again! especially if it means being able to go to your house to eat again.

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suddenlybambi · 1 year

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thunderstorm ♥ stan marsh

pairing : stan marsh x reader

tags : fluff, thunderstorms, implied references to sexual content (nothing actually described explicitly)

word count : 781

summary : your boyfriend joins you in bed on a stormy night

You awoke with a start when you heard tapping at your window. This would be concerning under any circumstances, but more so then, as it was 3am, there was a storm outside, and your room was on the second floor.

A second knock rang out, and you sighed, recognising the pattern being tapped out. Opening your curtains, you saw your boyfriend Stan barely clinging onto the window ledge, soaked to the bone.

“Are you crazy or just really stupid?” You groaned as you opened the window, grabbing his arms to pull him into the warmth of your room. You cringed as his soaked sweater made contact with your dry pyjamas when he pulled you in for a hug.

“Stupidly in love with you a crazy amount,” You groaned at how cheesy the line was but felt your face heat up nonetheless. He always had that effect on you. Even when he was doing something stupid and reckless, your heart would beat a little faster whenever he so much as looked your way.

“We need to get you out of those clothes before you get sick,” You sighed, tugging his sweater over his head.

“Been here for less than a minute, and you’re already trying to undress me?” He teased, holding his arms up so you could get the sweater off of him.

“Stanley,” You groaned, rolling your eyes at him as you threw the sweater over to your laundry basket so you could deal with it in the morning. “I am going to push you back out of the window in a minute.”

“You love me too much to ever do that,” He grinned knowingly, leaning down to give you a kiss while you checked his shirt to see if the rain had gotten through. Unfortunately, it had. You dodged the kiss by pulling his shirt over his head, a giggle slipping out as you did so. When his shirt was off and his face back in view, he had a dramatic pout on his lips. “You’re mean.”

“Mean would have been keeping the window closed,” You smirked, wrapping your hands around the back of his neck to pull him in for a kiss. He tried to deepen it, but you pulled away, your hands slipping down his chest to his waistband. “Pants off.”

“Wait- really?” He looked hopeful, but you rolled your eyes.

“You’re not getting lucky tonight,” You clarified. “You’re just not getting my bedsheets wet with your soggy ass.”

“We could get your bedsheets w-” You cut him off before he could finish his sentence with a hand over his mouth.

“You are actually the worst,” You groaned, though your words held no seriousness to them. You adored him, even when he had a one-track mind that led directly under the sheets. “Come on. I’ve still got some pyjamas of yours here.” You pulled away from him and turned to grab the clothes that he had left at yours a while back.

“You told me last week you didn’t have these!” He gasped, holding up the clothes as he stood in his underwear. “I wanted to wear this shirt the other day!”

“Actually, I told you I didn’t know where they were, which was technically true!” She grinned deviously. “I just… didn’t know if they were in my wardrobe or my drawer.”

“I’ll remember that next time you ask where your bra is,” He winks and presses a kiss to your forehead. As he did, thunder crackled from outside. “It’s a good job that I got here when I did.”

“You know, I could have sworn you had your own bed,” You walked back over to your bed as you spoke, crawling under the covers while he got dressed. “One that you swore you would sleep in tonight.”

“I got lonely,” He pouted. Once dressed, he climbed into bed with you. In an instant, his arms were around you, and your head lay on his chest. It wasn’t the first time you shared a bed, and it wouldn’t be the last. For a couple who didn’t live together, it was rare to spend a night alone.

The thunder rattled again, practically shaking the room with its sheer intensity. “It sounds like it’s getting closer,” You yawned, snuggling your head against him further. “I guess I’m glad you got lonely and decided to join me.”

“You guess?” He teased. One of his hands trailed up your side in order to play with your hair. “Then I guess I love you.”

“I guess I love you too,” You smiled, closing your eyes as you cuddled against him, listening to the storm roll past as you fell asleep in his arms.

#stan marsh #sp stan #south park stan #stan marsh x reader #south park #south park fanfiction #south park fic

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shhh-secret-time · 8 months

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We need more of that Soulmate stuff! Can we get one with Stan??? I've such a weakness for our goth boy!

Oh and thank you for writing gn! It's such a small thing but it makes me feel good to read! 🫶

Of course you can! I love Stan and soulmate shit so literally any excuse! I'm glad my writing makes you feel good darling!

Warning: Strong Language, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, over use of the word skin and flesh, and a single shit excuse for poetry

Pairings: Stan x GN!Reader

The most annoying habit Stan had was chewing his bottom lip, so many things of lip balm used to try and repair his lips. Little discarded tubes of flavors that were the foulest thing he'd ever tasted, it was Kyle's idea, if it tasted bad maybe he could trick his brain into stopping the habit.

The second annoying habit was drumming his fingers on his desk, he was especially bad about it when he was younger. That was before the little marking on his skin started popping up. Little words and doodles on his forearm dancing on his skin. At first it freaked him out, he was fourteen and these weird little tattoos were popping up on his skin and then disappearing.

The third annoying habit was never learning to not go to his father when he didn't understand something. One would think after it backfiring so many times Stan would learn to go to his mother when he had questions. To his credit Randy did give him an answer. It just led to a whole ordeal of him telling the entire fucking town that his son has a soulmate and that his son was just like him when he was fourteen. It was embarrassing and he hoped that whoever his soulmate was didn't hear it.

Apparently, the little doodles and grocery shopping lists on his forearm was his soulmate’s handwriting and boy did they love to draw on their arm. Stan would be out in the football field practicing his throws when he'd feel the light brush of the pen across his arm. Which always lead to him fumbling a pass. Maybe he had to thank his coach for all the times he yelled at him because it was after one practice that he finally started marking on his arm back.

At first it was just to try and get whoever his soulmate was back. Taking a sharpie to the underside of his forearm, the big blocky letters spelled S-T-O-P. He remembers tugging down his sleeve with a grumble, thinking he would be free from the torment. Little did he know this was a declaration of war.

You were sitting in the science lab when it happened, working on your assignment when the letters appeared. Up until then you never saw something like that happen, so when it did you nearly dropped the beaker. Soulmate or not, who did they think they were to send such a passive aggressive message?! You excused yourself and hurried to the bathroom, ignoring the look of your partner. You pulled up your sleeve and glared down at bright silver words.

Stan furrowed his brows as his eyes scanned over the new message.

"Who uses a silver sharpie?! Are you kidding me?!" You hissed.

Well, you couldn't take that sitting down, could you? Your hands dug into the pockets of your pants to pull out the pen you always kept on you. Dragging the tip of the cheap pen across your skin, you wrote your little soulmate a loving note.

"Eat shit."

The font lit a fire in him as his eyes narrowed. Stan took the lid off the sharpie and drew a crude middle finger on his palm. Once he was satisfied with it, he pulled his gloves back on, maybe his soulmate didn't have gloves and would have to deal with that.

From then on Stan carried that damn sharpie everywhere. He would be in the middle of talking with his friends about something when he'd feel your words sketch onto his skin again. He would stop even if he was in the middle of something just to read whatever rude thing you'd come up with. It was Kyle who finally approached him about it.

"Dude you're gonna get ink poisoning." Stan almost missed the way Kyle scolded him, to focused on writing.

"I don't care Kyle! They're insulting the Broncos!" Stan hissed back.

"How did you even get on that topic?" Kyle rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I-...I don't know but I'm not going to just let them shit on my favorite team!" He looked up towards his best friend, Kyle could see the fire behind those blue eyes and almost chuckled.

"This person is supposed to be your soulmate, ya know? Like your forever partner."

"I know that! But it's like they know exactly what to say to get under my skin!" Stan groans as he caps the sharpie and slumps back against the park bench. "I mean...was it like this for you? You found yours recently."

The red head raised a brow at his friend, the question catching him off guard. "Hm...no? We got along pretty much instantly. Guess it helped they found me before I found them?"

Stan watches as Kyle presses a thumb into his palm. A warm smile plays across his lips as he rubs the golden letters. Rumors of Kyle and his soulmate spread quick, they were the talk around campus for a while much to Kyle’s dismay.

"But I get what you're feeling."

"You fight with your partner like this?"

"What? No! Not yet at least...I mean it's bound to happen eventually, but I mean the thing you said about their words getting under your skin." Kyle shook his head making the green straps on his head swing back and forth. Before Stan could respond Kyle held up his hand and continued. "They'll text me or say something to me and it just...feels like my heart is going to explode. The first time we kissed it felt like my skin was on fire, it felt intense. So... I think that might just be a side effect of having a soulmate. Everything is kinda turned up to eleven."

Stan just sat there and listened to him. He pushed his hands in his coat pocket and squeezed the sharpie, letting the words sink in. Leave it to Kyle to make him think about it more. Stan responds with a long sigh.

"... Maybe."

"Hey at least you can talk to yours. We had to go based off each other's thoughts...it's hard keeping my thoughts in control."

"Yeah, I don't know if I could live with that, probably end up cutting my hand off." Stan chuckles and looks down at his forearm.

Maybe he could swallow his pride a little and just take it easy. It certainly made sense now why your words were having such an effect on him. If everything was turned up to eleven like Kyle said, then maybe he needed to take a step back and try something else.

It wasn't until he was sitting in class bored again that he got the idea. He even went out of his way to use a different marker, one with a smaller point. Pressing the tip to his arm, he watched the bright blue ink bleed into his skin. Stan didn't really know what to write, it was hard to go from writing stupid insults and drawing crude things to something just mundane. He pressed his lips together and stared hard at the little blue dot until his hand started moving. Stan wrote best when it was in song lyrics or his poems.

Watercolor running down my skin.

It's supposed to feel cool but all it does is make my head spin.

You get under my skin like fire.

The tip of your pen bleeds me like sharp wire.

He pulls back and looks down at it with narrowed eyes. Stan can already feel the warm embarrassment spreading over his face and up to the tip of his ears. Quickly pulling down his sleeve again, he tried to push it out of his mind for the rest of the day. An hour went by before he felt that all too familiar feeling, it was something he was getting used to at this point. He looked down and his eyes widened in awe.

"Did you write that? It's good."

No smart-ass comment about his poetry. You didn't make fun of him for putting his words in a silly simple format. You just complimented it. Stan could feel his heart speeding up as he re-read the small sentence under his poetry over and over again.

"Yeah. I'm not good at communicating normally."

"Poetry is just easier for ya huh?"

"That or music."

"Really? You play?"

Stan grinned down as he started running out of room on his forearm, having to move to the surface of his arm now. His face getting closer to his skin as he hunches over his desk to keep writing.

"Yeah, guitar and a little bass. They're kinda similar."

"That's cool!"

"Do you play any?"

And soon his entire arm was covered in back and forths. Talking about music to whatever else the two of you could come up with. He learned about all your hobbies just as you learned his. You started keeping a little journal of all the poems he wrote you, all the little songs he'd write down across his. It was when you'd wake up to a poem, first thing in the early mornings. The sunlight caressing your entire body, wrapping you up like a hug.

The poems spoke of things like how he was excited to talk to you throughout the day. Asking you if blue was starting to become your favorite color. Did you think of him when you saw it? Things like how he was so happy to see you respond and that he thinks of you every time he strums on his guitar. You were just thankful he couldn't hear your heartbeat or see the way he made your face flush.

But there was that longing to finally see this person. You learned your partner was a he but the thought of asking him his name didn't seem to matter. It was like you'd known him your whole life, and because of him blue was starting to become your favorite color. So one night as you sat at your desk, you decided to just go for it.

"Hey. I just thought about how I don't know your name!" You had to move to writing with your non-dominate hand which made your handwriting a little shaky.

You giggled at the little doodle that came up next to your statement. It was a horrible drawing of Kirby pointing at the writing, but his face was scrunched up in disgust.

"I dunno. Didn't think about it."

You waited after reading his sentence, thinking he was going to continue. Nope. Nothing.

"Well, what is it??" You asked as you doodled next to the Kirby, a little frog wearing a hat joining the fray.

"It's Stan."

"What?! No way!"

You circled Stan's name with your pen and drew a bunch of exclamation marks. You knew a Stan; he was the quarterback at your university! He had three little friends that always seemed to follow him! He was the kid who brought a guitar to-

He brought a guitar to class sometimes.

He wrote in his notebook when he thought no one was watching.

He made your heart beat and the butterflies in your stomach flutter.

He was your soulmate.

Did he even notice you like you did him? Did he know you sat across the room from him in history? Or that you were his soulmate? Of course he didn't! He doesn't even know your name.

You break out of your spiraling thoughts when you see the blue ink across your skin again. "Pretty sure way. That's the name my mom gave me."

"You know what I mean dick! I know you! You're Stan Marsh! You live on that farm that's like an hour away from here in South Park!"

There was nothing for a while. Maybe you shouldn't have said all that, but the faster your heart sped the faster you wrote. You didn't think to slow down until you looked back at how hastily everything was written.

"You go to my university, don't you?" He asked.

"South Park college. Go cows." You doodled a little cow next to the response hoping to relief a little tension.

"Go to Stark Pond in an hour."

"What?! Dude it's like 6:30! I can't just leave this late!"

"I wanna meet you and I don't wanna wait. I'm already in my truck."

You could tell from the way the letters were spaced out and slanted. It was almost gibberish, gibberish that had your blood pumping. In a manner of seconds, you learned the name of your soulmate and you were actually considering going out. It would be around seven thirty before he actually showed up. You bit your lip and looked over at your car keys but only for a moment. When the thoughts of how he wanted to meet you were so bad he was willing to drive out again to see you. To see who you were. The fear of disappointing him did cross your mind, what if he hyped you up too much.

You knew Stan Marsh. You knew how pretty he was and how he could make a group of people follow him. You knew he had those beautiful baby blue eyes that seemed to go forever.

God you loved the color blue.

With a huff you grabbed your keys and put on some decent clothes. You waited at Starks Pond for that hour, you could have stayed home to wait but your anxiety wouldn't let you. Not the way your heart was still pounding, every minute that passed felt like agony. Pulling your jacket closer to your body, you almost leapt out of your skin each time a car would pull up; only to be disappointed when anyone that wasn't Stan got out or drove off.

When finally, a beat up brown truck pulled up next to yours. Your breath hitched when you saw movement, breathing out when you saw a familiar pair of red shoes. A blue hat that looked well-loved over shaggy black hair.

He was standing by the water looking around, he looked as nervous as you felt. Just when he thinks you're not coming do you finally find the strength, the feeling, in your legs to step out of the car. The cold air nipping at your skin, it felt like ice right now from the way your skin set ablaze. The sounds of your footsteps crunching against the snow makes him look back and his jaw drop.

"It's you."

"It's me." You respond with a little smile, your voice barely above a whisper.

Stan takes the initiative and meets you halfway, the two of you meeting on the worn out walking trail. It isn't until he steps into the moonlight that you realize he's not wearing his jacket, but you notice the ink going up and down his arms.

"You actually came. I didn't think you would."

"I almost didn't...it's cold you know." You shoot him a little smirk, changing the tone in your voice to a lighthearted tease.

Stan let's out a breathy chuckle, you can see the little puff of air that escapes his lips. He takes a step closer towards you. You can feel the heat coming off him, radiating around your body. "Yeah guess it is. Forgot my jacket."

"Were you that excited?"

"Are you kidding? Yeah! It's not fair you knew what I looked like!"

And when you giggled Stan felt himself walking on air. The way you made his heart soar from that alone. He'd never write something funny on his arm again, if he had something funny to say you'd hear it just so he could hear that laugh.

"Then I hope you're not disappointed."

"Wh... what? Of course I'm not disappoint- You have no idea how much I'm trying not to throw up right now."

"What?!"

"No! Hold on! That came out worse than I meant! I mean I'm nervous because- because you're so beautiful and-....and I'm fucking this up, aren't I?" You watch the panic in Stan's eyes as he scrambled to try and find the right words.

You broke his mind when you laughed again. If your hands didn't come out to take his he would have bolted, ran off to find hole to crawl into. Instead, your hands anchor him to that spot, your smile brings him back down just for him to get lost in your eyes.

"You do suck at communicating." You whisper and press a kiss into his cheek.

"Uh...yeah well...you're the one kissing me. So ...I must be doing something right." Stan mentally kicks himself for that comment, but he can't help that little competitiveness in him.

Stan doesn't let you get whatever you're about to say out, his lips meet yours eagerly. He knows whatever you're about to say is only going to make his face turn a deeper shade of red. When he pulls away and sees your eyes are shut and your lips still slightly parted from the kiss, he knows he's already in deep. Especially when you cupped his face and brought him in for another.

Everything felt like being turned up to eleven. Everything felt right. You felt right being in his arms like this. He never wanted to come down from this feeling and he was sure you felt the same.

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ilovekyman · 5 months

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Shelly Marsh Fanfictions

Shelly doesn't get enough love so here is a list of all the fanfictions I could find with her as a major character. Additions appreciated and tell me if I got anything wrong

List under cut vvv

English fics

Cold Never Bothered Him Anyway - Shelly vs Stan

Never Forget Your Skates, Kids - Shelly x Kevin smut

Crickets - Shelly and Stan angst

runaway - Shelly x Kevin (ao3 users only)

Wherever She Goes, Destruction Follows - Shelly x Kevin

hey there shell-lilah - Shelly x Kip Drordy (from "You Have 0 Friends")

God, I Hate This Fandom! - Crack ic meta rant

Two Misfits Fit Together - Shelly x Kevin

Familiar Issues - Shelly x Trent Boyett (from "Preschool")

Why Stan Doesn't Like Veggies - Stan angst w/ oblivious Shelly

Slice of Marsh Life - Marsh family fluff (Shelly is absent for chapter 1)

Wanderlust - Drabble in chapters 1 and 2

Dissonance - Drabble in chapter 5

You're okay...You're Alright - Shelly and Stan hurt/comfort

Everything Is Nothing - Post-Covid angst

ignite me - PC angst

Sprout - Shelly and Sharon fluff

Tragedy at Tegrity - PC angst

Diving, Dying - Shelly and Stan hurt/comfort

We Are Fully Family - Marsh family fluff

Love Like No One's Watching - Shelly x Kevin

The Golden Child - Shelly and Stan angst

Shut Up, Turd! - Oneshot collection

Heat, Soda, and Porno Mags - Shelly and Stan fluff

I look just like him - Shelly and Stan fluff

WHAT WHAT WHAT - Style, but Shelly is a major character

Kevin McCormick's Shitty Life - Shelly x Kevin

Happier Than Anyone Else - Shelly x Kevin (part 2 to prev)

Secrets - Gerandy, but Shelly is a major character

easier to cry - Shelly and Stan hurt/comfort

The word tragic means a lot to me - Marsh family hurt/comfort

The Shelly Enigma - Marsh family angst

Someone Has Your Back - Style, but Shelly is a major character

It's All Because of a Robber - Crack

And He Loves Me, Wherever I am - Shelly x Kevin angst

Orbiting Jupiter - Shelly and Stan angst

Omori Park - Omori AU

Shelly Marshes story - Brief overview

Circus Fun - Shelly x Kevin

Echos of Absence: Shelly Marsh’s Solace Admist Loss - Marsh family angst

indelicate, get over it - Dead dove, read tags

Nintendo 64 - Shelly and Stan angst

Now That You're Here - Shelly and Trans Stan fluff (?)

Kevin x Shelley fanfic :)))) - Shelly x Kevin

Kevin x Shelley fanfic: THE SEQUALLLLLLL :)))))) - Shelly x Kevin (part 2 to prev)

Intrusive thoughts - Dead dove, read tags

Dinner Bell - Dead dove but with happy ending

Fire burns brighter at the end of the tunnel - PC Angst

Shelly's Great Day - Crack fixit

Forgotten No More: The Rise of Shelly Marsh - Fixit

My Favorite Turd - Shelly x Kevin discontinued

ˢᴴᴱᴸᴸᵞ'ˢ ᴹᴮˢ - RP Prompts

Older Sister - Shelly and Stan fluff w/ some dead dove

Kevin, Shelly Drink Beer - Shelly x Kevin crack

Kevin Gets Braces - Shelly x Kevin fluff

Broadway Bro Down - The Aftermath - Shelly x Larry crangst

Broadway Bro Down: A Diffrent Ending - Shelly x Kevin crack smut

Revenge On Shelly Marsh - Crack

Kevin McCormick Vs The World - Scott Pilgrim AU

Double Date - Shelly x Kevin w/ Kenny x OC smut

Shelly Marsh VS Kevin Mccormick - Tweek vs Craig but with Shelly and Kevin

Love or Infatuation? - Shelly x Trent Boyett (from "Preschool")

Kyle Broflovski and Shelley Marsh: Together? - Shelly x Kyle

With Stan as a Little Brother - Shelly and Stan

Dirtbag - Involves Shelly love triangle

A Serious Case of Cooties - Style, but Shelly is a major character

How They Communicate - Shelly and Stan fluff

Back To The Old House - Shelly and Stan fluff

Dark blue skirt - Shelly and Stan fluff

Butterface - Shelly x Kevin

Everything's Gonna Be Alright - Shelly giving birth

Stupid Boy - Shelly x Kevin

A-Alien! - Shelly and Sharon angst

Other Languages

kevlly - Shelly x Kevin español

В тебе я сомневаться не хочу - Shelly x Kevin Русский

【马什姐弟】再见永无岛 - Shelly and Stan fluff 中文-普通话國語

Atrevido - Paloma muerta español

#sorry for off topic post #south park #shelly marsh #shelley marsh #sp shelly #sp shelley #fanfiction #ao3 #fanfiction.net #wattpad

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kingkennny10 · 1 year

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Puppy Love

Stan Marsh x gn!Reader

typical stan angst in the beginning but after that its all sweet fluff with stan coming to terms with his feelings for you! Its very quick paced cause i just see stan as an impulsive fella who has to do things in the moment or it doesnt get done

Stan Marsh is often accused of being a hopeless romantic, he doesn’t deny it but he’s tired of hearing it. This night he finds himself on the roof of his home all alone listening to an old romance playlist. He knows all of the songs, one of them being puppy love by paul ankha. He sings the song and puts it on loop. Each lyric he puts his heart into, more than he means to, staring into the stars wondering when he will have his forever person. He knows it’s not healthy to feel like he needs to be with someone, but he misses being in love. He begins thinking of you while singing the song, your smile, laugh, your favourite clothes you often wear, the lame half assed bracelet he gave to you because he thought he fucked it up.

“Someone help me help me… help me pleeease.” He sang softly into the night air. As the song keeps repeating itself and he can’t get you out of his head he sits up instantly. “FUCK!” He shouts quickly and loudly. He has just come to terms with the fact that he loves you. This whole playlist reminds him of you, he isn’t just sad and lonely, he’s lovesick and misses you. The person who has always stuck by him alongside Kyle. You’re his end game, his one and only. You’re who he wants to have a shitty atomic life with.

He holds his face in his hands letting out a long groan. How could he not see it? How could he not tell how he feels about you? The thoughts he has about you on a normal day aren’t how you think about your best friend. The compliments he gives you off hand, the playlists he makes you, all the times he’s thought about cuddling with you and listening to the playlists he makes for you. The fact that he compares every possible partner to you. He can’t wait, he needs to do something now! He grabs his phone and checks the time, 10:27pm. Quickly he calls Kyle up hoping he gets an answer.

“Hello?”

“Dude I have a crush on y/n.” He says blatantly into his phone. Carefully he makes his way off the roof and back into his dimly lit bedroom closing the window behind him. Kyle laughs into the phone.

“That’s news to you?”

“Oh fuck off. Is their light on or no?” Stan asks grabbing his portable speaker off his desk. Stan lives across from Kyle and you live 2 doors down from Stan, Kyle’s the only one of them who can see your window from his own.

“Uh… hmm… yea, just a small one though.”

“Thanks, wish me luck!” Stan said as he hung up climbing down from his bedroom window carefully. On the short walk to your house he connected his phone which was still looping puppy love to his speaker. He let it continue playing quietly from the speaker as he talked himself up the next 10 feet to your house. When he was finally in your yard standing below your window he let out a nervous sigh and shook out his nerves. He turned up the volume placing the speaker down in the frosty grass and grabbed some pebbles from the road. “God this is so lame…” He said to himself as he began throwing pebbles to your window.

Putting your phone down due to hearing rocks on your window you got out of bed shuffling over to open your sheer curtain. You giggle seeing Stan outside scrambling to pick up his speaker and hold it above his head. You open up your window leaning out to hear what he has to say.

“I have a phone y’know!” You say loud for him to hear. You giggle seeing him roll his eyes.

“Well it’s more romantic this way isn’t it?” He laughs at himself. You only nod your head. “I know this is kinda sudden, but uh… you wanna go out with me?” He says awkwardly finally putting down the speaker,still letting the song play. You begin laughing at how straightforward and awkward he’s being.

“Stan I would love to.” You say through your laugh. Stan practically melted at your response. Never in your life would you have thought your crush and best friend would ask you out like its a cliché 80’s romance movie, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. “Is this the part where you climb up and give me a kiss?” You ask pointing at the tree next to your house.

“Is Kyle watching?” Stan asks without looking back. You take a glance down the street and sure enough you see the outline of him peeping through his window. You laugh at how nosy he is.

“Yea, you know how nosey he is.” You say as Stan walks over to the tree.

“Well I guess I have to then.” Stan says turning off the speaker and climbing up the tree to your window. “Hey.” He says as he makes it in front of you. You quietly laugh at him before pulling his jacket to bring his lips to yours. Your heart swells the longer you kiss him, you could very well be the happiest person on earth right now and Stan is thinking the same thing. How could he not have known sooner that you were the one for him. Thank goodness he’s impulsive as he is. You pulled away from the kiss first and nuzzled his nose before speaking.

“We’re still hanging out tomorrow then?” You asked with a dopey smile that Stan mirrored.

“Yeah, Kyle might crash it though now that he’s seen this.” Stan said and placed his hand on your cheek.

“You know Kyle.” You both said at the same time then laughed. Stan couldn’t help but smile. He feels complete, like theres nothing more he needs than what he has right now.

“You better get home so you can text Kyle about this.” You say leaning into Stans warm hand still placed on your cheek. He nods and leans in for another sweet kiss. He begins his decent from your window and you wave him off before closing it and getting back into bed.

As Stan grabs his speaker and makes his way home he sees Kyle at his window waving. Stan throws both his fists up in victory and Kyle raises one of his in silent response. When he gets back in his room and lays down he sees a text from Kyle saying, ‘you are so predictable it’s not even funny’ which leads Stan to text back, ‘well I’m not single no more, so it worked!’ After a brief conversation they both said goodnight and Stan went to sleep, all too ready to spend the weekend with you.

Hahaha, i stay projecting the things i want onto fictional characters, i hate that real life isnt a cheesy 80s romcom im still working on the next chapter of px3 cause i got really unmotivated for a week an a half, hopefully it will be out this weekend but no promises, i spend like an hour writing this, ima proofread and post tonight 🤭🤭

#south park #sp oneshot #sp x reader #south park x reader #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski

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n0tangeliccc · 1 year

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Little things with Stan Marsh♡

Stan x gn!reader

Warning: alcohol mentions and drunk Stan but other than that just some good old fluff

A/N: Stan is such a loser I love him <3 (He’s so relatable too)

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- Absolutely threw up on you on your first few dates (thought you hated him after and you had to spend like an hour reassuring him that you didn’t)

- Reassurance is something he needs a lot of he always feels like you could do better than him :(((

- One time he showed up drunk to your house and you had to take care of him

- He was so clingy it was really cute

- He drunkenly told you how much he loved you and every

- He was so embarrassed when you told him the next day

- After that he almost never lets you see him drunk

- Did NOT want you to meet his family (specifically his dad)

- When you did he was probably mortified because Randy was doing so dumb shit

- He didn’t mind you meeting Shelly and Sharon thought

- Has written soooo many songs about you (his friends make fun of him for being cheesy)

- He’s played some to you but most of them he just keeps secret

- He absolutely loves seeing you at his concerts!!!

- And if you’re wearing his merch?? Oh he melts

- Whenever he’s stressed he likes just laying between your thighs ( 9/10 he’ll fall asleep)

- This man does not take care of himself so you sometimes force him to do skincare with you

- He’s confused the whole time, “Y/N didn’t we do a mask already” “Yeah but this one is for under your eyes” “What’s the difference between under my eyes and the rest of my face??”

- Terrible at texting (canon) but will always respond instantly when you call or FaceTime

- Loves to steal kisses from you especially in public

- Most of your dates are just hanging out at home and watching movies or playing video games

- Stan gets jealous very easily but won’t really do anything except mope around (some kisses and words of affirmation make him feel better real quick though)

- He’s so in love with you 💗

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#south park x reader #south park fanfiction #south park x y/n #south park x you #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh x you #stan marsh x y/n

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that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald · 5 months

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Fandoms and Masterlist

Requests are open for now!

Before you choose to read any of my works, please look into these kind of posts I've made:

A list full of fandoms and other things

How can you ask request from me?

⏳ Life is Strange (LiS1, LiS2, LiS:BTS, LiS:True Colors)

• Mark Jefferson •

Pov: You try to escape from Mr. Jefferson | spotify playlist (old post)

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐘/𝐍 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 | headcanons, jealousy, x reader (old post)

Mark Jefferson playlist | spotify playlist (old post)

Some incorrect texts (old post)

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤'𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 | headcanons, smut, x reader (old post)

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 ¬𝐯¬ | headcanons, smut, x reader (old post)

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐘/𝐍 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 | oneshot, angst?, x reader? (old post)

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝟏 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 (+ 𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐞��) | headcanons, fluff, x reader

𝐈𝐟 (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫… (𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐜𝐬) | headcanons, fluff and not fluff, father-daughter dynamic

• Max Caulfield •

Some incorrect texts (old post)

Short relationship headcanons with Max Caulfield | headcanons, fluff, x reader (old post, but rewrote it, so it's not so bad anymore)

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝟏 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 (+ 𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫) | headcanons, fluff, x reader

• Chloe Price •

• Victoria Chase •

• Warren Graham •

• Nathan Prescott •

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 | headcanons, mostly fluff, x reader (old post)

• Kate Marsh •

• Frank Bowser •

• Rachel Amber •

• Alex Chen •

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

• Steph Gingrich •

✨ Little Misfortune ✨

Comin soon...

★ South Park ★

• Eric Cartman •

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

(𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞?) 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | headcanons, yandere, x reader

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 (+ 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬)? | headcanons, fluff, x reader

• Stan Marsh •

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

• Kyle Broflowski •

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

• Kenny McCormick •

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

• Butters Stotch •

• Craig Tucker •

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠'𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 (+ 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤) | headcanons, fluff, x reader

• Jimmy Valmer •

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

Magic tricks | oneshot, smut, x male! reader

• Tolkien Black •

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

• Tweek Tweak •

• Clyde Donovan •

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, x reader

🐔 Stardew Valley 🐔

• Shane •

𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐜𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 | headcanons, smut, x reader

⭐ Markiplier Cinematic Universe

• Darkiplier •

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, darkstache

• Wilford Warfstache •

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | headcanons, fluff, darkstache

• Damien •

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧 | headcanons

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐜𝐬 (𝐖𝐊𝐌) | headcanons, yandere, x reader

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 | oneshot, angst, x reader

“𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆” | oneshot, angst?, x reader

👁 Septic universe 👁

• Marvin the Magnificent •

𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 | oneshot, yandere, x reader

Crankgameplays (Ethan Nestor's) alter egos

Coming soon...

🎭 Sally Face

• Sal Fisher •

𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 (Sal Fisher x Reader) | oneshot, x reader

🏘 Welcome Home

• Wally Darling •

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐇 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲" 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦? | headcanons, fluff, x reader