Congratulations"Meet me at Stark's Pond tonight at midnight," Stan said with a playful wink. "Believe me, it'll be worth it."Congratulations4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kyle sighed and looked up at the starry night sky. He supposed that he should be mad that Stan was nearly an hour late but happened so often that he didn't care. He could only hope that Stan wasn't going to stand him up in the middle of the night, he might never be able to forgive him in that case.
He spotted movement near a tree at the edge of the pond and hit the pause button on his Ipod, near the end of the English version of "Shissou," the ending theme for the anime Ouran High School Host Club, which Bebe had introduced him to. He turned to the movement but didn't step towards it. There were all sorts of people that hung around the park at night, mostly drug addicts and homeless people though, and Kyle wasn't sure if he was entirely safe now.
After another moment, a figure with short blonde hair stepped into the moonlight with a deep sigh. His orange parka wa
Impossible - Ch. 3Groaning, Kyle sat up in one of the cots set up in the nurse's office. He cradled his pounding head in his hands. He ached everywhere, feeling the developing bruises on his stomach, arms, legs, and jaw. He wondered how long he'd been out for as his mind flashed back to the three boys who had helped him: Stan, Damien, and Craig. Maybe he should learn how to fight so that he won't have to rely on them coming out of the woodwork like that again.Impossible - Ch. 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"About time you woke up," Kenny commented from the seat next to the cot Kyle was sitting up in. He'd been listening to Hollywood Undead's "City" on his MP3 Player and now turned it off.
"How long was I unconscious?"
"Well," he waited while the bell to signal eighth hour starting rang, "eighth hour just started."
"Damn." Kyle swung his legs over the edge of the cot and grabbed his black ankle high Converse. "Have you been here the whole time?"
"No, I just took over for Stan about five minutes ago." Kenny stood up when Kyle did and walked with him o
Past the Point of No Return~Kenny's POV~Past the Point of No Return4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Last night was insane, and that's coming from me.
We all decided to go out to a nightclub for Kyle's eighteenth birthday, a pleasant surprise when we picked him up and arrived at the warehouse outside of town serving as the makeshift nightclub. It was just the four of us, Kyle Broflovski, Stan Marsh, Eric Cartman, and me, Kenny McCormick, for the first time in a long time. (Since graduation was fast approaching, we've barely had any free time to hang out as a group and it really sucked since these guys were, well, my only friends.)
Everything was going good--actually, better than good, things were great! The four of us were squished together on the dance floor, being forced to grind against each other to techno, fast pop, and hard rock music. The birthday boy was sandwiched between Stan and me, his front against mine while his super best friend was grinding against his ass. I'd be lying if I didn't say I was a little jealous of Stan's position, but the one I
Nightmare"Tweek," Mrs. Tweak said lovingly to her son, "you're going to get better, okay?"Nightmare3 years ago in Horror More Like This
"W-Where - gah! - are we?" Tweek asked as he pulled on his hair. He was terrified; where they were was all white and there were people crying, rocking back and forth, tugging at their clothes, and even some pulling out their hair all around there. He didn't want to be here, and the look on his father's face said he was going to be staying there.
"A hospital," Mr. Tweak said sternly, "for people as sick as you."
"S-Sick?" Tweek's golden eyes became wide and sad. "Am I s-sick?"
"Yes Tweek," Mrs. Tweak said with a nod, "you're very sick. But that's why you're here sweetie, to get better." She hugged him.
"I d-don't want to b-be here!" Tweek yelled as he gripped onto his mother. "Don't l-leave me here!"
Mr. Tweak peeled his son from his wife and stepped back. "Don't worry Tweek, we'll visit you. We have to go now though."
"No!" Tweek stepped forward to follow his parents out the door, but two me
Pip and Damien :: Ch. 4Chapter 4: Trouble With the ChurchPip and Damien :: Ch. 44 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pip glanced around at the other people in the church as he sat down in a middle pew quietly. Everyone was shooting him weird looks, probably because of the clothes he'd borrowed from Damien that morning, a jet black sleeveless turtleneck that hung off of his thin frame and a pair of black Hawk shorts held onto his waist with a silver studded black belt. He could tell everyone knew he'd found a place to stay simply from his choice of clothes, but the fact that his blonde hair was razor straight and gleaming with cleanliness again gave them an absolute confirmation. But they just couldn't figure out who he was staying with, and the murmurs weren't quiet.
"I bet he's staying with that new family," one person said.
"Someone saw him being carried by some stranger to the apartment complex near Stark's Park," another whispered.
"Really? You don't think he's selling himself for shelter do you?" A woman asked the person
Pip and Damien :: Intro 1Pip and Damien :: Intro 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Introduction 1: Pip
The blonde British teen named Pip Pirrip stared up at the starry night sky as he sat down on a bench in front of Stark's Pond. He brushed the strands of his hair that fell from the front of the dark gray beret to rest in front of his golden eyes. He loved clear summer nights, it gave him a chance to not only actually wear a red t-shirt with his usual dark gray shorts, but it allowed him to just relax and clear his mind. That's what he'd miss whenever he had to go to England for college in only a few months - he had to live with his roommate near the university for a month before the semester began - the quiet summer nights of South Park, Colorado.
Pip lowered his head to look at the dirty pond in front of him. In the faint moonlight, the water looked black and beautiful with the bright green lily pads, some of which actually had pure white lilies on top of them. A light breeze blew past, sending the slightest ripples across the water. He smiled at the sight,
He Misses HimAt the sound of his electronic alarm clock going off at the exact time of 6:00 A.M., Kyle groggily opened his eyes and rolled out of bed. He turned off the alarm and, without bothering to change from his night clothes or brush out his graying shoulder length wavy red hair, walked out of the bedroom. His grass green eyes traveled down the hallway and to the closed door that he ultimately walked to. He took a deep breath with his hand on the doorknob and pushed the door open.He Misses Him3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sitting up in a twin-sized bed was a man the same age as Kyle, his once raven hair had turned light gray and his dark eyes were staring vacantly at the framed photographs on the wooden dresser against the opposite wall staring back at him. Family portraits, pictures of friends from years past.
None of which those blank eyes said he recognized.
Kyle's eyes fell to the man's chin, where dark stubble was beginning to poke through. "Craig," he forced a small smile, "you need a shave again."
Craig looked over
Right Kind of WrongKyle stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Kenny fidgeting with the combination lock on his black locker. He hadn't expected to see the blonde in the hall. Granted, they do go to the same high school and all, so maybe he should've anticipated it, but class was in session, he figured Kenny would be there, not in the hallway. He took a shaky breath and pushed a stray lock of his curly red hair behind his ear before walking forward like nothing was wrong. He just had to get past Kenny without incident so that he could get to his own locker and then scurry back to Geometry - he forgot to grab his textbook from his locker between classes.Right Kind of Wrong3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Kenny had seen Kyle walking towards him from between strands of his shaggy blonde hair but didn't say anything until the flame-haired Jew was passing him. "Hey Kyle." He turned his head to him when he stopped. "Forget something?"
"Y-Yeah my Geometry book." Kyle turned his head to Kenny. "You too then?"
Kenny shrugged. "No, not really. I just wan
Pip and Damien :: Ch. 9Chapter 9: An Old Friend Pt. 2Pip and Damien :: Ch. 94 years ago in Romance More Like This
At Pip's exit, Aerin looked around a bit awkwardly. "So "
"If you say anything about me needing furniture too, I'll kick your ass," Damien said out of the blue. Pip had mentioned that morning that Damien needed more furniture since the apartment was extremely bare. He just didn't want to hear it again.
Confused, Aerin just said, "W-What?"
"Uh," Damien turned his head away with a light blush; he'd forgotten Aerin didn't know anything about him and Pip's conversation, "nothing."
Silence settled in between the two friends. Damien could see the emotions of jealousy and worry Pip tried to mask, and it concerned him. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to have let the blonde leave alone with that look on his face, but he knew he would've just gotten a quick lecture on being a good host and ended up staying at the apartment anyway. Confronting him about it would've been a waste of time.
"We're alone...in your apartment " Aerin said quietly, breaking the
Damien's Unwilling Bride Pt. 7Chapter 6Damien's Unwilling Bride Pt. 73 years ago in Romance More Like This
When Craig awoke once again, he felt the worst sense of pain and despair. Tears streamed down his face and he knew that they were not for his own loss. Something had happened to Tweek that had completely shattered him and Craig knew it.
He stood on shaking legs and slowly stumbled toward him and Twhis bathroom. He was sure he looked like shit. He had sobbed himself to sleep over a bottle of cheap gin that he'd stolen from his parents' house a while back. In his sleep, he had felt more despair than ever though.
He had seen Tweek being raped by Damien who had enough cowardice to disguise himself as Craig. Every scream that left his beloved blonde's lips and every single tear that fell from his eyes shot straight through his heart like burning arrow. And that's when he realized that it wasn't just a nightmare he was looking at Tweek's reality.
Craig looked at his puffy red eyes coated with tears, both unshed and falling, in the bathroom mirror. He d
Creek Oneshot"GAH! W-what are you doing here?"Creek Oneshot4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Craig shrugs and stares at me with those emotionless eyes of his. It's nine-thirty in the morning, and Craig Tucker is at my front door step. Craig has to be one of the hottest kids in school. He's so cool and can get away with flipping anyone off at random. He's emotionless and mysterious, and we are best friends.
"Can I come in?" He asks, causing me to jump.
"O-oh Yea!" I stand aside, letting him come in. Craig and I have been friends ever since third grade. I can't understand why he would want to be friends with me, though. When we were younger I didn't really think about it that much. But when we went into seventh grade, Craig began to grow while I stayed the same. When eighth grade rolled around Craig had grown a lot. He was taller and had muscles and girls loved him. He was popular. Me, I was small and skinny and awkward and I certainly wasn't popular.
Now, in ninth grade, Craig was one of the most popular boy's in school. All the girls lov
Creek- Today I'll Tell YouTired and shivering, I sat curled up in a ball on my bed. A chill kept coming through the window, and my ratty blanket wasn't helping much. I hadn't slept all night, but then again I never can sleep. I stayed awake all night waiting for the Underpants Gnomes, and once they came- well, I wanted to make sure that they didn't come back.Creek- Today I'll Tell You4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I grabbed my coffee mug from the edge of my desk, and sipped it slowly, hoping it would warm me up, or manage to wake me up a bit.
Today was the day. Today was the day I- wait, I didn't mention it? Well, the reason I had the most trouble falling asleep was because of him. Craig Tucker. We've been friends since way back in the 3rd grade. Best friends? I don't know if you could say that. I was always following him around. I never fit in as much with Stan's gang. It was probably because Cartman had always driven me crazy, and scared the crap out of me. But I felt at home with Craig. I felt safe just having him around me. Clyde and Token were pretty good guys
Unfinished Journey 3A Month LaterUnfinished Journey 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Thanks Wendy," Butters said as he drained the water in the sink and she put away the last of the now clean dishes. He smiled just slightly. "You didn't have to help."
Wendy shook her head and handed Butters the dark orange dish towel to dry his hands off with. "I know, but " She bit the inside of her cheek. For the past month, she and Bebe had been trying to find out why Butters had seemed so depressed but hadn't found the best way to approach it. Even now Wendy had no idea how to ask him.
"What is it?" Butters set the dish towel on the counter and just stared at the raven-haired woman in front of him with one hand on his hip.
She sighed quietly and shook her head. "I just wanted to help."
He smiled again. "Well, thank you. Now," he walked towards the bathroom, "if you'll excuse me, I need to get ready for work."
Calmly, Butters walked into the bathroom and closed the door. It was only after the door was locked, did he allow his face to d
Damien's Unwilling Bride Pt. 1PrefaceDamien's Unwilling Bride Pt. 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Craig's eyes widened as he saw the ground split open in front of his very eyes in the center of Stark's Park. Red-orange fire shot from the newly made fissure towards the clear blue sky, singeing the grass to a deep brown but not catching it on fire.
The noirette took a few steps back as the fissure continued opening towards him, only stopping about ten feet from where was standing. He took nervous breath after nervous breath. The last time he had seen that fissure open was a year ago when his fiancé was taken from him.
The fire from the fissure died down as a pale man with spiky blonde hair wearing a black changshan dress, the sleeves of which extended well past the tips of his fingers, slowly ascended to the ground of the park. His black flats echoes dully against the rock of the fissure as he climbed the stairs that formed as he walked.
The blonde's now emotionless blood red eyes met with the shocked dark blue ones belonging to Craig. The noirette barely rec
Damien's Unwilling Bride ExtraHalloween ExtraDamien's Unwilling Bride Extra3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Craig sighed as he looked out of the door of his apartment. He really hated that his friends had convinced him to go out with them tonight. He closed the door and wandered back into his room to look in the full-length mirror bolted to the back of his door. Craig's black hair was tousled and his dark blue eyes were outlined in heavy eyeliner, but that was all of his face that could be seen, as the rest was hidden behind a white and gold Mardi Gras mask. He poked at the mask and then ran his hands over wrinkles on his clothes - a jet black vest over a long-sleeved white shirt and a red and black tie, and a pair of dark blue pants.
Dear God, Craig's mind groaned, why did I agree to this? He was just glad that the "theme," as his friends called it, of their costumes was the Splicers from BioShock. At least the costume he was in didn't require a lot of extra spending or time. His eyes fell to a ripped portion of one of his sleeves that was dotted with br
Stolen [style][stenny]Part 1Stolen [style][stenny]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey Stan, I was thinking," Kyle says, walking across the living room towards him. It smelled of air freshener, most liking from Stan's neurotic mother and her need to have a house good enough to be showcased to the world in some kind of commercial. Everything was clean, organized, and neat. Nothing out of place, if you don't count Stan's room and his dad's work room which Kyle had ever only seen twice. Stan is strewn across the sofa in a ragged t-shirt and some boxers. His hair had that I-just-woke-up-from-hours-of-partying look to it, sticking up in different directions and had a slight wave to it that only happened if he didn't brush it.
"Why would you do that at the ungodly hour of," Stan pauses to look at the clock on the olive green wall, "eleven in the morning."
"Shut up man. I was thinking, maybe we should-er try to um, hey wait did you say eleven? I have to leave in an hour to babysit Ike."
"Yeah okay, so what were you thinking again?"
"Oh, oh yeah. Um I was thinking, s
South Park-Kiss me Kyle Kiss me, Kyle~South Park-Kiss me Kyle5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I thought I was always a streight dude... up until about 5 months ago... I think I am bi now! Scratch that, I KNOW I am bi now! How did I become bi? And who with? Well, I started having dreams of me and my best friend Kyle. The first 'gay' dream I had was me making out with Kyle. I thought 'it's just a dream, I can get over it...' but I kept having more and more dreams. I kept saying to myself that I wasn't gay, OR bi! Soon enough, I started getting wet dreams. GAY wet dreams. it was about after 3 and a half months later that I excepted I was bi. I'm definately not gay, because I totally dig girls... I think. Anyway, after having all those g