Characters: Kenny, Stan, Butters
Notes: More like an interaction between you and their super hero persona, but I didn't know what to put as a title LOL yall don't know what a bad hangover I have LMAO NOT PROOFREAD
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Butters:
It was a normal day: there was class, Cartman was saying dumb things again, there was another school shooting... However, you had your mind on something else. Last night, you had gone out for a walk, you couldn't sleep and instead of actually trying to do it, you decided to go out.
You found Proffesor Chaos talking to his minions at night, he was talking in Spanish to some of them and being too nice for a villain. You've heard Butters telling people that Chaos was very scary and cruel. And yet, here you were, drawing his face and armour. His blue eyes that for a normal person would like like ice, like they would pierce them with just a look. But for you... They looked soft, in a weird way. You stopped drawing, reality hitting you like a punch on the stomach, you weren't having a crush on South Park's most feared villain, were you?
It was lunchtime, you sat in front of Wendy who was talking to Bebe about a surprise math test that they had today. You didn't even say 'hi' or something you just sat there, remembering how you made eye contact with Professor Chaos. "Hello to you too, Y/N. " Said Bebe with her usual pout. "Huh..? Oh, sorry." You answered still poking your food on the plate. "Are you okay?" Asked Wendy worried. "You've quiet today... Like, too quiet."
You flinched slightly at her question, what should you tell them? They would absolutely judge you! "Is it a boy?" Asked Bebe with a smirk and wiggling her eyebrows up and down. Your cheeks flushed instantly and you tried to stutter an excuse. "No! Me? Liking a boy? Nah... I mean, all boys here are dumb as fuck. It's just I didn't sleep well and..."
"Just spit it out!" Interrumpted Wendy. You slammed your hands on the table, not knowing that you drew the attention of certain boys that were arguing not so long ago. "Okay, okay! It's not a boy." You paused for a second. "It's more like a hear me out" You scratched your cheek as you looked away from your friends. "I LOVE THOSE!" Exclaimed Bebe. "Who is it? Wendy's dad? No! I know. It's Megamind." You furrowed your eyesbrows confused and in shock, Wendy's dad? MEGAMIND??? "What...? No. It's uh..." You ran a hand across your face. "Professor Chaos."
Behind you Butters choked on his orange juice with his face as red as a tomato. Kenny started laughing, his voice muffled by his hoodie. The blond boy excused himself out the table and ran away. YOU found HIM attractive, out of all the super heroes that the town had, you liked HIM. THE VILLAIN. He convinced himself that it was something that Cartman had planned, he convinced you to say it out loud just to mess with him, right? RIGHT??
Kenny:
You and Kenny were hanging out on your house. You two were playing Mortal Kombat 1, just checking if it was worth the hype and practicing a little so you could beat Cartman's ass on the game. As you saw how Kenny managed to get Johnny Cage's fatality, you wondered how would the Freedom Pals' fatalities be like?
Kenny was about to celebrate his victory and brag about it until he saw you looking at the screen like you had received the fatality. Before he could speak, you gasped as if you had discovered a brand new species. "Mysterion's fatality would be so hot!" You exclaimed excitedly. Your eyes looking at the ceiling already imagining how Mysterion punched Reptile's heart out and effortlessly ripping it out and then disintegrating the body with his shadows. And then saying something cool with that raspy voice of his...
He stood there, frozen. Did you know that he was Mysterion? No, it didn't look like it. You were talking, describing how Mysterion looked hot even if he looked like a low budget Batman. "You like Mysterion?" He spat out, his voice betrayed him it didn't portray that vibrating happiness and excitement that was feeling inside. You looked at him shocked, "Does it count as a hear me out? Because I would put myself in danger just to have him come and save me." You said. He smiled, nervous. "I mean, of course he would, he saves everyone." He was trying so hard not to reveal his identity to you at that moment.
That night, Toolshed and Mysterion were patrolling through the streets, but a small smile was growing in Mysterion's face. 'Weird...' thought the black haired super hero, Mysterion wasn't the one to smile on missions, he always was too serious and focused, even for a small joke that Mosquito made.
Stan:
Stan wasn't feeling quite well that afternoon. He felt empty, sad maybe. He didn't know how to describe it. He always felt like that. But that morning you approached him and asked him for a pencil, he didn't feel sad that moment. He felt nervous, that feeling of throwing up came back after years of being buried deep inside of him. But you made him feel alive.
He was scrolling on TikTok watching dumb videos that Cartman sent him, or memes that Kyle sent him, even edits of Jonathan Davis and Fred Durst that appeared on his FYP. Until a notification popped up on his screen.
It was Cartman demanding that Toolshed and Human Kite had to go patrolling that night. Stan sighed, he wasn't feeling like patrolling today but duty was duty and if he wanted to be a famous super hero he had to do it.
The night fell on South Park and the smell of alcohol, piss and marihuana replaced the wooden and humid one of the day time. He was on rooftop watching the streets as Human Kite was talking to The Coon on the phone. He could hear The Coon's scream from the phone and noticed that Human Kite was getting angrier by the minute. Then, a scream pierced through the air and reached his ears. Kyle and him looked at each other and without hesitating the ran towards the source of the scream.
When they reached, Stan's boots stopped running. He felt a shiver run up and down his spine, he wanted to run towards the villains but he couldn't do anything. His body wasn't responding. We was just there. And he could only see how some perverts were trying to knock you and your friends out. One of your friends was already passed out, a wound was spurting blood from their head as if it were a river. The blod expanding on the snow as it reached his boots. Kyle screamed something at him, but he didn't hear it. He was too focused on you.
Suddenly, he felt like a lighting struck him and ran as fast as he could towards you. "Don't touch her!" He unsheathed his hammer and swung it to your attacker's head. The attacker flew some meters behind you and fell to the floor in a quiestioning position. Unconsciously, he put both of his hands on your cheek, forgetting that he was Stan Marsh, the loser that threw up whenever he was near the girl he liked. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you? I swear to God if he hurt you I'm gonna..." "I'm okay, thanks, Toolshed." You interrumpted with a small smile and a flush on you face, surely because of the cold night.
The next day, he wasn't paying attention in class. As usual, but he overheard a conversation you had with your friends, one had a gauze on their head. That must be the one who was passed out. "Nah, Fastpass is hotter." They said, still scribbling something on their notebook. "Well, I think that Toolshed is the most handsome one, have you seen how good he looks with his yellow goggles?" Wait, was that your voice? He stood a bit straighter on the chair, trying to play off his nervousness. "Toolshed?" Another friend of yours said. "Okay we know that he took you face in his hands and all of that, but he's not that hot, Y/N." They said. You shook your head. "Jus hear me out guys! Please!" You pleaded and as you were about to show a photo of Toolshed to a friend so they could give their opinion, you caught Stan looking at you. Before you could tell him what the context of the conversation was, he excused himself to the bathroom and ran away with a hand on his mouth looking as pale as ever.
- licks the rim of the cup before putting your coffee in it, but if it’s one w/the little hole tops he licks the underside of it so that every time you go to take a drink, your still drinking a little part of him. he also gives a kiss to the on the top where you put your mouth so that when you take your first sip, it’s like an indirect kiss, and that thought alone makes his little heart flutter <3
- he seeps his own blood into the coffee that he brings you at school/when you order a drink (only yours getting that specialty of course)
- tends to believe everything you tell him; not even paying a second thought to it. he doesn’t even do it on purpose, he just subconsciously takes in whatever you tell him and assumes it as being the truth. you could literally tell him that nukes were gonna hit south park later today & he’d nod along agreeing with you before quickly processing what you had just said and going into a severe panic. him having several outbursts, twitching everywhere even more, and pulling on his hair rather harshly—almost yanking huge chunks out. what the hell was he gonna do?! how and why were nukes going to hit south park?! how is he going help you get out in time?! what about tweek bros?! his parents?! what was he going to do?! GAH! THIS WAS ALL WAY TOO MUCH PRESSURE!
- he has a strange yet surprisingly really strong sense of smell. say you used a coffee scented body wash the other night, he can smell it. he won’t say anything, but he’ll blush just at the thought of you showering your body with the scent he’s so associated with. it made him feel a little special. he wonders if the thought of him was lingering in your mind while you were buying it…oh the thought alone makes him flushed! he really loves the way you smell in general though. everytime you would hug him and wrap your delicate arms around him, he would just take in every bit of air surrounding the two of you, analyzing your scent. vanilla. a caramel-ly-sweet-glaze. almost candy like but also with a hint of foral, like you were elegant yet sweet and soft. he was obsessed. the amount of times he’s had to stop his mouth from salivating onto your shoulder was unruly. he really just wanted to taste you. just one little bite wouldn’t hurt, would it?
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stan:
- will always do anything you ask him too. you want a drink from the vending machine? he’s on his way right now! you need a ride home from school? yeah of course, just let him know and he’ll be waiting for you by his truck in a heartbeat! you want to call and talk on the phone? he’ll stop everything he’s doing at the moment just hear the sweet sound of your voice speaking to him. he loves doing little tasks for you, and if anyone tries taking his place for his little jobs, he gets very irritated. are they trying to replace him? who do they think they are? they can fuck off. that’s his job to do that, not theirs. “Do you need any help carrying that? It looks kind of heavy, hey why don’t I-“ “No. She’s fine she doesn’t need your help. I’ll do it.” he hisses, while glaring at the person, harshly moving their hand away from whatever object you were carrying.
- kind of has mommy issues too (or maybe a kink). he loves his mom! she’s always been super sweet and caring towards him, and probably the only person he can actually bare living with in his house. he kind of yearns for that certain kind of comfort, the one of having someone really care for you. holding you in their arms, telling you that everything’s gonna be okay, telling you that their proud of you. he yearns for it because he hardly gets it and finds comfort in the rare times that it actually does happen. but hey, you act like that right? you’ve always acted like that towards him. you were just that kind of person, right? just his kind of person, right?
- praise him. literally for anything. he’ll get happy that your content with what he did and will feel like he really accomplished something. satisfying your needs is a big top for him, so once he does whatever you needed, he’s happy! him having depression and all that really fucks with his brain sometimes, and you seem to ease and even that all out for him. just reassure him that he does do good and that he’s not a huge fuck up and piece of shit. atleast—not all of the time.
- he often goes to you for his problems, always venting about whatever’s troubling him or been bothering him. he trusts whatever you say and truly takes it to heart. i mean, it doesn’t seem like you’d ever want the worst for him, you’ve always been sweet and genuine so why wouldn’t he believe in your words? (would feel like 10x better in about 5 mins if he was cuddling into you as you ran your fingers through his hair while he ranted on and on about whatever thoughts were dreadfully plaguing his mind)
- gets kind of desperate when your mad at him. he literally hates when you’re mad at him—it’s one of the worst feelings ever for him. he’ll try anything and everything for you to not be mad at him, he’d seriously beg on his knees for your forgiveness if that meant that you wouldn’t be mad anymore. can simply just not stand it. could you please just go back how to were treating him before? please??? he can’t take it nor handle it, it’s like he’s genuinely losing it to such a petty matter. his brain would be like a virus stuck on the same blank screen unable to switch off, except, you were that screen and his obsession was the virus.
- knows—err—scratch that, is learning! how to play the guitar! was previously in a group with jimmy, butters, and kenny, but originally was with kyle, cartman, and kenny. they made the song ‘Finger-Bang-You’, and uh. i don’t think he really wants to remember that. so in all i’d say his musical abilities aren’t too terrible, nor song writing ones. possibly. for the most part at least. would maybe sing to you if he found his vocals to be remotely pleasant to listen to, a slow and sweet guitar riff just for you to hum along to. this is currently in the process as well. i mean that is, until he actually musters up enough courage to do so.
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kenny:
- you’ve got that little halo of his wrapped around your finger, that was for sure. like stan, will do absolutely anything for you. both of them hardly have any limits, meaning they would seriously do anything for you. murder isn’t off the table :)
- really clingy. like always by your side kind of clingy. it’s cute, but eventually gets kind of annoying as the day progresses. he’s always following you around (almost like a lost puppy), you guys have a good handful of classes together (much to his enjoyment) so he’s pretty ecstatic about seeing you everyday for almost the whole school day AND school year. yay for kenny! (cue the ‘whoo-hoo!’)
- is always touching some part of your body, like always. not even in a sexual way, he’s just always touching you. have it be his hand on your shoulder, his arm around your shoulder, his hands entwined with yours, or as much as constantly having your guys arms brushed up against each other while walking to classes or while sitting down at lunch. he also always sits next to you at lunch, no matter what. would get genuinely upset if he couldn’t, so he’s always by your side to prevent that from happening :). don’t steal his seat. he will sincerely push you off of it and not feel one ounce of sympathy.
- he’s veryyy affectionate. physically, verbally, any way he can be, he is. “I love your shirt today, pretty.” kenny says with a sly grin, seemingly beaming at you with his lidded violet eyes peering right at you. he tugs on the sleeve of your tight fitting long-sleeve, inching his face closer to yours. “Who were you thinking of this morning when you put it on, hm?” he looks up at you cheekily, this particular act of his soon coming to an abrupt end as his blatant flirting earns a harsh kick from under the table, a yank from the back of his hoodie, and a few menacing glares being sent his way from across the lunch table.
- pushes his cheek against yours quite often. kenny thinks it’s adorable and obviously loves being close to you in every way possible, so it’s clearly a must! loves hugs and all that stuff, i mean there’s no way you’d actually expect him to not squeeze your entire being every time he sees you. i mean, seriously. it’s like you were almost testing his limits every single day of not crushing you!! he sighs mentally and closing his eyes dreamily at the mere thought of you. you really were just too cute..
- his touchy acts and displays of obvious admiration would almost always gain the attention of the other boys, most times more than not resulting in terribly dirty looks being directed towards the blonde male. their glares were downright deadly—rightfully so! i mean seriously…who does he think he is???
…kenny. that’s who <3.
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craig:
- can be kind of aggressive sometimes, physically. and, well, he’s just really aggressive in general. treats you as fragile and gentle as he does with Stripe, but can grab you rather harsh without realizing his own strength while dragging you elsewhere if he’s mad about something. he would never hit you though, no no, he would never. but, he would beat the living shit out of anyone who did.
- has a tendency of just picking you up at random times, like completely out of nowhere. you’re so small compared to him, he just has to pick you up! doesn’t move you to any particular place, just holds you off the ground and places you somewhere else with that same exact stoic expression presented on his features. he also grabs your face a lot and just squishes your cheeks. he sees the opportunity to do it, so he does it. he thinks you look cute so why not. definitely pulls you onto his lap when you’re least expecting it just to take in your flustered expression. he’d even lay his chin atop your head to make it all the while more; the guys would be gawking at him and yelling curses at what he was doing but he really could care less. who’s lap were you sitting on right now again? yeah, exactly. you reminded him of his beloved pet Stripe at times, in which resulted in these cute and impulsive little antics.
- can and will literally glare anyone away. he has a very intimidating face, his height also adds onto that scary persona of his. everyone knew better than to fuck with Craig Tucker, unless you had a death wish and wanted to end up with a tombstone over your head, that is. “(Y/N)! I’ve been looking all over for you! I was kind of wondering if you’d wanna, you know go out to the movies sometime?“ a male says, coming up next to you while shyly smiling with his hand behind his neck, while also interrupting yours and Craig’s conversation. was this awkward dickwad seriously trying to talk to you while you were clearly already talking to him? “Err- you could just, call me later! Here I’ll just-“ cue that classic death glare. nobody, and i mean nobody, wanted to deal with a pissed off Craig. all it took was one look up at the teen towering over them, the guy’s eyes widening, and he was already speed walking past you while mumbling a quiet “Uh—nevermind…I’ll see you some other time (Y/N)…” as he quickly took off. “So, continue on with what you were telling me?” Craig says calmly, his whole demeanor changing and face softening while looking down at you to listen.
- thoroughly enjoys watching the stars at night with you. it’s one of his most favorite things to do in general, so why not just do it with his favorite person in the world? he prefers it much better than watching them alone like he had always used to. he loved telling you all about what he knew about the stars, space, planets, constellations, and all that other stuff. you would just listen to him, never failing to seem constantly interested in what he was saying. he really could go on and on about space and all the things correlating to it, and you would always sit and look amused with your big eyes intrigued in adoration, asking little questions here and there about what this was and how that works, he thought it was cute so it worked out pretty well for the both of you. he loved it. he loved every second of it. he loved every second of being with you. he loved you.
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kyle:
- he uses you as his motivation for almost everything. when he’s doing something important, he just thinks in his mind about what you would think about him. seemingly, your opinion on him really means a lot to him. like, way too much. it’s to the point where ‘What (Y/N) thinks’ or ‘What would (Y/N) think?’ dictates almost all his decisions and choices. he does not want to be seen in a bad manner by you. hell no! that’s like his worst nightmare—that would be terrible! and because of that, he’s always trying his best to be the most perfect person he can. he’s almost always stressed out about everything because he’s so worried about how your going to react to it. he often gets frustrated and angry when something he does doesn’t come out the way he wanted or intended to. “God this is so fucking hard! But what would (Y/N) think of me if I didn’t do this good enough?” he doesn’t even want to even imagine the disappointed expression you’d have on your beautiful face as you glanced at him almost mockingly. “Are you really that dumb?” you’d ridicule him, utterly disgusted at his presence. this and that, you spewing out insults left and right insulting his intelligence and everything else about him. god no—he couldn’t deal with that. not at all. it would break his heart, mind, and soul knowing you perceived him that way. he knew you were sweet, of course he did—that was one of the big reasons he even love—liked you so much! but sadly, his mind would still tell him otherwise, convincing him that all these negative things would happen if he did so much as write something incorrectly. it never gave that poor boy a break. although there was one thing he always he knew for sure, that he had to do well. he had to. for you.
- is utterly terrified of disappointing you (also adds on to the previous headcanon above this). no matter the situation. if he sees he can do better and if there is a way to do the very best, then he sure as hell was going to. hm? what’s that? he got an a on the test? no he’ll retake it, he needs an a+. what? he got a good job? no, he’s not going to settle for that. he needs an ‘amazing job’, so he’s going to do something that will earn him that ‘amazing job’ from the person he wants it from. so what if the other kids called him a ‘try hard’? yeah. he was one—and he was sure as hell proud of it. tsk, he’d rather be ripped on by his friends for being a so called ‘try hard’ than being a completely braindead idiot. he liked being the best. fuck them.
- has always been adored by adults and other teachers because of his perseverance and dedication to always doing the best. oh if only they knew the reason behind it. “Why the fuck is this taking me so long to finish?! (Y/N) wouldn’t even take a second glance at me if I fucked this up.“ he desperately tries to be perfect. so many desperate attempts to be perfect, perfect all for you. all he does is for you. everything is for you. all the time, efforts, tries, sleepless nights, frustration, stress, planning, studying, perfect grades, days, weeks, months, years, seconds, minutes—everything. it was all going to be worth it in the end though—because after all, who wouldn’t want a perfect person?
- he always puts a lot of thought into things. he’s a smart boy, no doubt about it, so he’s always observing things and specific aspects about other people. super attentive and is probably the best gift giver out of all the boys, his attention to detail will seriously surprise you and make you hold so much more value onto the things he gives and says. he puts so much effort into literally everything. like—ugh he’s just so sweet. he pours his whole heart out into the things he likes and on people he loves, he’s just such a sweetheart really. you find yourself aw-ing at him pretty frequently. he was just so cute and sweet to you!
- has the worst temper ever, but somehow keeps it under control around you. someone could do something to piss him off, have it either be on accident or on purpose, and he will remember that specific thing they did forever. he’d hold a grudge against them for quite a while. yes he holds grudges, the worst kinds too. “Oh Kyle! I’ve been needing to ask you all day, do you know who [Name] is?” Stan asks him, the calm look on his face soon turning into a scowl as he recognizes the name. “That asshole? They bumped into me during passing period the first week of school and knocked my shit on the floor without even apologizing! And they stepped on my fucking shoes! Who even fucking does that without bothering to say sorry?!” he exclaimed angrily, eyebrows bunched together as he moved his hands around trying to express the anger towards the said individual. the one thing he couldn’t fix, was his anger. yeah he just figured you’d have to deal with it.
- gets flustered at anything u do to him so easily and quickly, it’s honestly super cute and you have fun poking at him every now and then. it’s like a cute little game. the ‘Let’s-Make-Kyle-Super-Shy-Until-He-Gets-As-Red-As-A-Tomato-Game!’ yeah it was super embarrassing how flustered he’d get just from you inching your face closer to his, and even more so that you knew what your affect on him was. but it’s not like he was against it, whatever got you closer to him he was completely fine with.
- if you hate someone, he hates them too. of course he won’t for no reason, but once u tell him even a little detail about how they wronged you, he dislikes them already. he forms opinions on people pretty quickly, so once you tell him, he now knows who to look out for and who to treat shittier.
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clyde:
- totally doesn’t let his mommy issues make an appearance around you. pfttt of course not, why would he haha? except for that one time he— actually several times, he’s almost called you ‘mom’ instead of your own name. “Hey mo-(Y/N)!! Wanna come over later and hang out after school?” i mean, it wasn’t his fault! you just happened to have that motherly aura radiating off of you that drew him to you like a lovesick puppy. your voice was so sweet, words coming off the tip of your tongue smooth and sounding like honey to him. you could be explaining something to him and he’d just nod along contently, a series of “Mhm’s” “Ohhh’s” and “Oh really’s?“ coming from him as he just stared at you completely enthralled by your face, while his own resting upon his palm. goodluck trying to get rid of that boy haha! you cant.
- clingy, clingy, clingy! you just cant get rid of this boy! he’s always trying to talk to you any chance he can, let it be in the halls, the classrooms, on the bus the rare times you actually use it, seriously, anywhere. is kind of annoyed at how Kenny is always there with you, he usually never pays any attention or mind to the blonde headed boy beside you. he likes to pretend he just isn’t there, maybe if he closes his eyes long enough, he’ll just disappear lol </3. is also really jealous of him. uh hello? that’s supposed to be his thing always being around you. stupid Kenny always ruining it, he’d get him back somehow.
- truly reminded you of a puppy. his eyes always get so big; fully focusing on just you, excitement and pure energy basically radiating off of him. it was hard not to smile around clyde, he was such a cute idiot that it just made you laugh all the time. a little too clueless for his own good, that’s why he so closely mirrored that of a puppies aura. his emotions, actions, and words really matching those to a puppies, also his overall physique. if puppies were uh—muscly. and played football.
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tolkien:
- is usually the first one to ask if you need a ride to school or a ride home (much to Stan’s dismay). he enjoys driving you places, just you and him. having time to yourselves, just chatting about whatever comes into mind. it makes him super happy since you and him rarely spend any time together alone because of all the other guys. they kind of always hog you, and it really fucking gets on his nerves. even his own friends do, but he just hides it well with that same old calming smile of his, eye twitching every now and then from annoyance. tolkien was really more on the quiet and composed side, so it didn’t come to much of a surprise that your guys interactions were quite cut short due to the other guys obnoxiously butting in.
- he often gets jealous of yours and the other guys interactions and friendships together. he’s envious. he wishes you guys were that close. he needed to find someway to stick out to you somehow because this quiet and calm demeanor of his surely wasn’t seeming to get him anywhere. he definitely needed to make plans with the both of you way more, and way sooner. most would call it just a hang out between two friends, but he’d like to think of it more like a sweet date.
- say in some kind of scenario he’s in front of the guys talking to you and they overhear him asking you: “Hey did you maybe wanna go to the mall/go out for lunch/coffee again?” and you’d be like: “Yeah of course, when we’re you thinking?” and all the guys would be like: “WHAT? YOU GUYS WENT OUT?!” AND AGAIN?!?!” , “When the hell did that happen???” and he’d turn away holding back a laugh and hiding a successful smirk on his face with his hand & a quick fake cough then looking back with a completely different expression. he just casually explained how you guys went out together. alone. not a biggie. oh competitive little tolkien. he secretly feels like he’s one upping the others & is veryyy content about it. although, his quick demeanor change and sneaky smirk doesn’t go unnoticed by you.
- is always there when you need him to be, like seriously always there. is honestly the best person to depend on, especially since it’s you that’s in need. tolkien is the best kind of person for anything, make it advice, hugs, long conversations, anything! you need a quick opinion on something important? he’s the absolute (don’t tell the other guys) best out of everyone to ask! you know he’s the right person to ask if you want an honest opinion on something because he’s not the type to sugar coat or lie about something just to make you feel better. you really appreciate that in a sense, because knowing the other guys, they wouldn’t quite do the same.
- has the cutest dimples ever. they’re very prominent and almost always show when he’s speaking, even more so when smiling. he has very charming features, and if you could admit it without any angry jealous gazes being thrown at you, you’d consider him really handsome. he almost reminded you of a prince, a prince charming to be exact! with that charming smile and those heartwarming eyes, he’d fit that role almost perfectly. you’d just have to tell him once you were alone again…
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hi you, thx 4 reading!!! i wrote this a few yrs ago & just decided to finally post it <3 hope u all love & enjoy :p
Claims he doesn’t need help with the costume, but walks out in an accurately built space suit
And yet, he’s the one looking at you like you’re crazy
“The fuck is that?”
Needless to say, your holographic fabric outfit and antennas didn’t impress him
Don’t worry, he’ll still go out with you!
I don’t think he’s one for bars or parties in particular, so he’d probably take you to an event at the local planetarium, museum, or aquarium depending on what was offered
Ryusui
Unlike Senku, he’s going out out with you! Parties, bars, and clubs? Hell yea!
Might be generic but he’s the pirate and you’re the siren
He’s touchy as it is, but he’s especially touchy tonight(you’ll be using that costume later ;))
Whether you go out with a group or just the two of you, he’s all over you the whole time. He doesn’t look away from you, let alone leave your side
Tsukasa
I saw someone do Batman and Catgirl BUT what about NIGHTWING and Starfire???
I’m drooling
He’d do anything you suggest, doesn’t really have an opinion
Halloween night would either be spent taking his sister trick or treating or spending the night in, watching Halloween themed movies
Gen
You’re little red riding hood and he’s the wolf
He’s sneaking up on you and trying to cop a feel the whole night
He takes you to haunted house, thinking he can get you to take shelter in his arms
He walks out traumatized. Completely blacked out the whole time
To you, he seemed fine, super chill about the whole experience.
Inside? His soul left his body, he actually disassociated
After, you’d ask him how he wasn’t scared
He’d come back to reality and just play it off, like he hadn’t been scared shitless
Chrome
You’re Beast Boy and Raven (it took me forever to land on this)
He’s obsessed
He’d be willing to go to a party with friends, but he’s really looking forward to carving pumpkins with you!
Ukyo
Definitely some type of Disney princess/prince couple
Maybe Rapunzel and Flynn Rider
Halloween is spent inside, watching movies, baking, and handing out candy
He’s a domestic bby, he loves just being with you
XenoStan
You wanted to be Puss in Boots. Xeno sure as hell wasn’t going to be Shrek. So here you were as Puss in Boots with a green Stan and Donkey Xeno
They’re doing this bc they love you <3
You’d probably be going to some sort of small party. You know everyone there, nothing crazy. Maybe a work party or just a small gathering
Sai
Maybe Zelda and Link? Def some video game couple
You have to drag him somewhere or you guys aren’t doing anything outside of the house
He would probably do a corn maze with you followed by a haunted hay ride
He figures out the maze pretty quickly, but lets you lead the way.
If he’s feeling especially inspired, he may suggest a series of turns that lead to a dead end, before pulling you into a kiss now that you’re alone
Author’s Note: just a bunch of small thoughts! Happy Halloween! Also am working on a Senku x Reader series, but might not release until I have more parts written 🤞
Ford keeps a picture of you in one of his coat pockets ALWAYS. Even when he was in other dimensions it was always with him. (He lined the pocket with steel so it couldn't get destroyed. He didn't want to forget what you look like.) When he came back he was OBSESSED with taking pictures of you/drawing pictures of you.
Stan keeps one of you in his wallet, he shows it off all the time. It's a terrible picture of you that he took with a polaroid camera when you first woke up one morning, Mabel has a copy of it in one of her scrapbooks. He also keeps pictures of you and the rest of the family throughout the house/gift shop.
They're so cutie patootie.
a/n: this was really rushed and i apologize! it might be occ, but this has been in my inbox for a while... im kind of burying myself in doing things to keep my mind off my cat :(
𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛!!
✫★𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡★☆:
• he'd probably be a little surprised at first, but melt into the kiss after a second
• id think that you'd make the move like he's playing his guitar, you both sitting in his room, on his bed.
• he'd be unsure for a minute, but eventually place his hands on your face or hips.
• he'd blush as soon as you pull away, laughing a little
lil' drabble (⁎˃ᴗ˂⁎):
you were sitting on your boyfriend's bed, watching him play his guitar. he was very focused, but still glanced at you to see if you enjoyed the music.
You thought about your relationships with Stan, it's been a few months since you started dating, and you still haven't kissed! he was just probably nervous, and wasn't sure what the right moment was, right?
maybe you should make the move? it might take the nervousness away! you took at small, quiet breath, hyping yourself up. when Stan focuses on his guitar again, you moved. you leaned closer to him, he looked up, fingers stumbling on the strings of his guitar. his words stuttering out, "um... b-babe? wha- what are you doing?" you'd didn't answer, you kissed him, slow, careful, a bit hesitantly.
it took him a minute, but you felt his hands reach up and land on your cheeks, thumbs rubbing your cheeks slowly. when you pulled away, he was blushing. "that... that was... nice." he said, laughing a little.
☆★𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐒𝐊𝐈★✩:
• PLEASE don't let your first kiss be in public 🙏
• he will MOVE away and look at YOU like YOU'RE insane, especially if the guys are around
• i think he's make the first move, mostly because you wouldn't know what time would be the best
• your first kiss would probably be during a study date or cooking date, a intimate, private moment
lil' drabble(⁎˃ᴗ˂⁎):
you were sitting on your boyfriend's bed, surrounded by notes and homework, a typical study date for you two.
You swear, all this paper work was so tiring! You let yourself fall back onto the bed, landing with a soft 'oof'. You groaned, "Kyleee..." You dragged out his name, earning a hum and a raised eyebrow from the redhead. You huffed, "can't we take a break? It's been a few hours now! It's been so loooonngg!"
Kyle rolled his eyes. it hasn't even been that long, he knew it. You were just... dramatic. he put his work aside and sighed. he moved so he was hovering over you. you blinked, "wha-" he leaned down before you finished, catching your lips in a soft kiss. you realize it was your first kiss, and he held the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away, with a small, smug smirk, "C'mon, babe... It hasn't been that long, you're just dramatic, and lazy. You can handle a little longer studying, okay?" you didn't put up much fight after that.
☆★𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐌𝐂𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊★☆:
• he'd definitely make the first move, absolutely
• your first kiss would be when he's walking you home, at your doorstep, a goodnight kiss
• he'd been waiting for the right moment, and the idea of a kiss after a date was amazing
• yes, he would absolutely walk you home, no doubt about it, don't even THINK about going alone >:(
lil' drabble(⁎˃ᴗ˂⁎):
you and Kenny were walking to your house after a very nice date he had planned. you both talked on the way, about school, the date and the next ones, or whatever else you could think of.
you both reached your doorstep and you sighed, walking up to the door. before you opened the door, Kenny had walked behind you and grabbed your hand. He turned you to face you and leaned in, kissing you. Your eyes widened before fluttering close.
Kenny waited for a while, letting the kiss last a while. but, he eventually pulled away, a lazy smile on his face. "goodnight, doll!" He walked away after, waving to you until you went inside. he now had a small grin on his face the entire time he walked home.
✩★𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐀N★✩:
• it'd be a little hard to get a decent reaction to a kiss with Cartman...
• you'd make the first move, and be prepared to get brushed off, even if he's happy inside
• i think he'd enjoy movie dates mostly! it gives him a reason to be close with you!
• Cartman doesn't really know how to express his love, so he usually results to jokes and jabs at you.
lil' drabble(⁎˃ᴗ˂⁎):
you were sitting in your boyfriend living room, eating snacks and watching a movie. This was a normal date for you.
you've been glancing at Cartman occasionally, thinking about your relationship. you haven't kissed yet! Cartman has never really tried anything, so you haven't either. he'd probably just make a shitty joke anyway.
you sighed to yourself. something must change! you turned to him, "Cartman?" He looked over at you. you leaned in and kissed him, quickly. he... didn't make a joke? he instead blushed and started grumbling to himself. you smiled to yourself, returning to the movie.
