Frowny FacesPairing: BunnyFrowny Faces1 year ago in Romance More Like This
I wonder if anything interesting is happening tonight, I thought to myself as I did my routinely night patrol as Mysterion. South Park had been eerily quiet lately and it was putting me on edge. I actually wished that the Coon would come out to do some mischief, so that I knew everything was alright in the small town.
After a full hour of walking the empty streets, I became restless and decided to just go home. When I turned back around, though, I heard something in the nearby alleyway. I slowly walked over, making sure I was in the shadows, and peeked behind a wall. There was a small light coming from a flashlight that was on top of a dumpster.
As I got a little closer, I could see a small figure vandalizing one of the walls. The figure was turned away from me, but I could tell it was a boy with blonde, puffy hair and a blue sweater on. I only knew of one boy who fit that description.
“Butters?” I called out as I stepped i
LockerPairing: CreekLocker2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey, you little faggot! You can’t hide from me forever.” I could hear the booming voice of Eric Cartman as he yelled out to me. Cartman had been teasing me all day and when school had finally let out, he started coming after me with blood lust in his eyes. I had ran through the multiple hallways as fast as I could and I did the first thing that I could think to do, which was to hide in a locker. It wasn’t even mine. I wasn’t really paying attention when I opened the first random locker I could get to and shoved myself in.
“Where are you? If you come out now, I might be merciful and let you keep your teeth!” I heard something slam against a nearby locker, maybe his fist or a baseball bat. Oh, man, I hope he didn’t have a bat on him! I thought about coming out for a second, fearing I wouldn’t be able to eat food anymore without my teeth, but then I remembered there were so
LifeguardPairing: BunnyLifeguard1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Today was a rare hot day in South Park. I even shed my well-known orange hoodie, so that I didn’t die from heat stroke.
Summer had just started and already our group was bored with nothing to do. Cartman had suggested that we go to Antarctica, where it was always cold, but that was quickly shot down by the rest of us. I could tell Cartman was suffering more than everyone else, because of his excessive weight. He was sweating while we were sitting in his own home!
“I think the pool opened today,” Stan said off-handedly as he switched the channel on the television.
“I don’t want to go outdoors. I’ll burn into a lobster.” Kyle replied. I huffed from where I was sitting on the ground, getting annoyed at everyone’s lack of enthusiasm.
“I think we should go to the pool.” I stated, ignoring Kyle’
QuietPairing: BunnyQuiet1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Excuse me; do you need help with anything?” A nurse asked a certain small, blonde headed boy.
“Oh,” The boy gasped, surprised by the nurse’s sudden appearance. “No, thank you.” The boy looked at the ground and mashed his knuckles together in anxiety. When he looked back up, he realized that he was alone, again, in the quiet hallway. Weren’t hospitals supposed to be loud?
The boy held the piece of paper in his right hand tighter in his grasp as he looked at the door that he was standing in front of. He read the name plate that said ‘K. McCormick’ for what seemed like the millionth time. He had been standing in the hallway for about 20 minutes, trying to get the courage to enter the room. Three nurses and a doctor had already asked him if he needed any help.
The boy finally took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. “
south park: Forbidden romance (k2): ch1The Elfin Forest was a peaceful place for the most part. While they were at war with humans the village with in it was well hidden. The king of the elves paced back and forth in his castle in deep thought. He looked out his window placing his hands on the railing, he looked at his kingdom and then the sky. He looked at his hand and held it up thinking.south park: Forbidden romance (k2): ch19 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His right-hand man, a warrior named Stan dressed in armor followed by a dog with a pink bandanna around it’s neck walked up behind him and knelt, “My lord.”
The king turned, “How was the patrol?”
“No humans were found. Everything is safe,” Stan said.
The king turned back, “Very good”
“Are you ok? You seem to have a lot on your mind”
“I’m fine,” He lied.
“Lord Kyle. I know you better than this.”
He sighed looking back at his friend, “If you must know. I feel as though my life is empty lately
Loving in SecretLoving in Secret8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N Hey guys so I had to take out my last story cuz I didn't really know where I was going with it. This new story however I planned ahead and already know what the purpose for it is. Anyways once finals are done I’ll be able to really started writing again, but I wanted to leave you guys with this. Also if you really liked my last story which I took out, I might still put it up, but I’ll have to change some things to make it work. I sort of know what I want to do with it now and I definitely don't want the idea to go to waste. That being said enjoy.
P.S this is a Style! (I also have another Bunny idea that I have been planning as well, but I'll see how that one goes).
I rolled on my belly and buried my face on my pillow while groaning. I tried to ignore the familiar, and at the moment obnoxious, ringtone of my cell phone. However, whoever was calling was not taking a hint. Irritated I reached blindly toward my desk and searched for
Loving in Secret chapter 2Loving in Secret chapter 28 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N I am still on finals week, but I decided to upload a short chapter for you guys.
I stood in the middle of the kitchen in front of the breakfast table where Stan sat with a plastic cup in his hands. “So?” I inquired expectantly, concern tinting my voice. He seemed unfazed by my meddling as he sipped the vanilla coffee I brought him from Starbucks from when I went out that morning. When he was done he glanced at me and heaved a weary sigh.
“She broke up with me again, and you know what Kyle? I am done.” He stated and I was surprised at how defeated he sounded. His words were empty like the pockets of a homeless man and it broke me inside to see him like that. I wanted to hold him close to me and comfort him, but I decided against it and instead gave his shoulder a light squeeze. He offered me a crooked smile in return that didn't quite reach his eyes.
I hated that she had so much power over him. Wendy had the flair of filling him up with
Keep it a Secret (prt. 1)English. Fifth period. The only class that I have with him. But as always, the three douches are always at his side. It doesn't make sense; why does he always follow them around? I'd love to be friends with him!Keep it a Secret (prt. 1)6 months ago in Drama More Like This
Maybe even more than friends...
I have to stop thinking like that. If mom or dad found out, I'd be sent to a "Pray the Gay away" camp before I could say anything about it.
I look at the notes that I've taken. I sigh. The clock is moving ever so slowly...
I move my eyes from the clock and to him. I try my best not to make it obvious that I am indeed looking at him, but it's kind of hard to do so. He's so beautiful. His sandy blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, California tan skin... I wish that I was his. The teacher gives me a dirty look. I guess I wasn't paying enough attention to her social life...
Looking back at the front of the room, I notice that he glances over at me. But, when I return my eyes towards him, he's gone. Well, he's not "gone", but his attention towards me is.
Chapter 3 Loving in SecretChapter 3 Loving in Secret7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N guys sorry for the late update I been so busy with finals, but I am finally done and on vacation so yay!
I hate diaries and will forever refuse to have one. But I figure since things are getting
a bit awkward around herea lot more awkward around here might as well write down the experience on paper, in a journal.
Ever since my conversation with Kenny I’ve been feeling guilty whenever I see Stan, as if I am hiding something from him. I mean, I technically am. I have been keeping things secret from him since high school. But now that Kenny knows about my feelings for him it just feels wrong somehow.
This is all Kenny’s fault.
Who asked him to stick his nose in my God damned business?
Well at least it wasn’t the fat ass finding out or I would be completely screwed. The thought almost makes me feel better, almost.
Kenny is pissing me off.
Now every time Stan enters a roo
Love Scars - Creek Part 4"W-Where are we going?" I dared to ask, frantically trying to keep up with his rapid pace as he pulled me behind the school, glancing behind us as if we were being followed.Love Scars - Creek Part 44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I didnt recognize this part of the school. For the most part when i was at school i was only in the hallways or classrooms. Except during lunch, i tried my best to avoid any human contact and sat outside, writing poetry.
"Shut up." He breathed, sounding more exhausted than mad. I blinked and did as i was told, managing to keep silent until we were completely out of sight from anyone who might have been watching us. "Just..." Craig began, shaking his head and shoving me against the nearest sturdy object, which in this case was the door to a janitors closet.
He sighed again and held me to the wall, using only his left arm to hold me in place as he continued to stare at me. I stared back as he continued to search my eyes for something. What could he possibly be looking for? I know that when I look into his eyes
ExplainationSleepover --- Part 2Explaination4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kyle Broflovski blinked, trying to clear up his vision. How long had he been asleep? All he remembered was going over to Stan's last night and...didn't he spend the night there? He was sure he did right after the fight with his parents, he went over Stan's like he always did but if that was the case, why was he at home?
Kyle lifted the covers from over him and discovered that he was in his own room. He blinked again and rubbed his eyes, thinking maybe he was just dreaming about last night. Another dream about going to Stan's wouldn't have surprised him really, he dreamed about that a lot lately...but he was almost positive that last night wasn't a dream...
Interrupting Kyle's train of thought, his cell phone buzzed next to him on his bed stand. Kyle reached over and picked it up...2 messages. Both from Stan?
Stan Marsh - 9:07 am
Are you awake?
Stan Marsh - 9:12 am
Obviously not, i guess, I'll stop texting you so you can sleep...once you get this, i need y
Love Scars - Creek Part 3"Hey C-Craig." I mumble, tripping over his name as usual.Love Scars - Creek Part 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Tweek." He greets bluntly.
"How are -GAH- how are you this morning?" I asked.
I dont really know why, but every morning before school i ask him this. I bet it makes him mad too...but if making him mad is the only way to keep him near me, then why wouldn't i do it?
"Shut up Tweek.
"GAH! O-Okay." I shrieked stupidly, silently hoping my face wasn't as red as it felt.
The bus pulled up and I clumsily made my way up onto it, taking my usual seat in the back and leaning against the window. My eyes unconsciously watch Craig as he picks out his usual seat.
Sitting two rows ahead of me on the opposite side, the raven-haired boy sat motionless. His eyes were elsewhere as he leaned back in his solitary seat. He was beautiful, both figuratively and physically. His perfect face, and his perfect icy eyes. He would be any girls dream.
Any girls dream.
"This is so much pressure!" I shout involuntarily, mentally smacking myself for the o
Love Scars - Creek Part 5"It's my fault." Craig says at last, breaking the deafening silence between us. "Isn't it?"Love Scars - Creek Part 54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"W-Whats your fault?" I ask honestly, completely forgetting what we were talking about but quickly being reminded with a small tug on my arms.
"Its my fault you wanted to kill yourself." He clarified, dropping his head a little and allowing some of his beautiful raven hair to fall over his eyes under his signature blue chullo. It was true though, all the pain and bullying gets to you after 2 years of it non-stop. And sure, I regretted doing it, but didnt change the fact that I would rather be dead than have the one I love hate me.
I felt my face blush as I lowered my gaze to my arms, nodding silently.
What was going on here? Craig Tucker doesnt apologize. And he certainly doesnt apologize to me! Craig is never nice to me, he hates me! Right? There had to be a reason he was-
"Tweek..." He looked up again, analyzing my whole face a final time before zeroing in on my eyes, moving close
HealingButtersXKennyHealing3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I knew one day someone would find out about it, but I wasn't excepting it to turn out like this nor was I expecting it to be him.
I was standing on the top of the stairs, watching my dad who was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. I was hoping he wouldn't see it and that maybe this time I would get away with it, but I'm never that lucky. I knew my dad noticed it when he put his newspaper down and stared at the carpet, his face getting redder with anger by the second.
"Butters! Get your butt down here, now!" I slowly made my way down the stairs, trying to th
Love Scars - Creek Part 2Flipping open my notebook, i leaned unsteadily against my wall again and finished the poem.Love Scars - Creek Part 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I am broken, And can never be whole.
Carefully putting my pencil back in its rightful pocket, i locked the latch on my green messenger bag and stood to my feet, stumbling awkwardly but still managing to keep my slight balance.
The walk home was kind-of long, but i didnt mind. This was the only time I ever had to just be myself and not have to constantly worry about pressure or bullies. At home I had to deal with dad, and at school I had to deal with whoever was assisting Craig in my daily beating of the day.
Why does he never leave my pathetic mind? I constantly plea with myself to forget him, to forget everything we had ever been through, but I always end up right back here. No matter now many times he punishes me for it, I will always feel this way. Holding my notebook out in front of me, i stared at it for a moment before protectively holding it to my chest, earning a small tear
Black OutPairing: BunnyBlack Out2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Are you sure it’s okay that I spend the night?” I asked as I entered the McCormick household. Normally, Kenny didn’t have people over, but this weekend, his family went to go visit a relative and Kenny stayed to hold down the fort and make sure the neighbors didn’t steal anything.
“Yeah, my folks don’t care. As long as their meth lab goes untouched.” I was about to laugh, but when I looked at his face, I knew he wasn’t joking.
“So...what do ya wanna do?” I asked, carefully sitting down on the ratty old couch that had questionable stains on it.
“We can watch some tv.” Kenny sat beside me and grabbed the remote. As soon as he pushed the power button, the whole house went dark.
“K-Ken?” I called out, not being able to see anything. It was already pretty late and the sun went down
Love Scars - CreekI look across the room, I meet his hateful gazeLove Scars - Creek4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I look him in the eyes, His icy crystal eyes.
He stares directly at me and a tear rolls down my cheek
That same blank stare remains, reminding me I'm weak.
His perfect clothes, His perfect eyes.
His perfect skin, His perfect lies.
His pummeled fists into my face
His nails drug down, across my arms.
Broken, Small, I fall to the floor
A broken mirror, shattered by the door.
I am broken, And will nev-
I jump, though im not surprised to see him. He waves at me with fake happiness as he makes his way to my corner.
"Writing more of that shitty poetry, Spaz-o?" Clyde coos, stealing away my notebook and flipping unseeingly through the pages. I jerk forwards in attempt to steal it back, to no prevail, earning a kick in the gut by Craig himself as i land face first into the pavement. Staggering a breath, I sit up to my knees and hang my head, shaking severely as i look over my shoulder carefully at the pair.
AcknowledgePairing: BunnyAcknowledge8 months ago in Romance More Like This
All of South Park was occupying downtown for the annual Spring Festival. Every year, the small town in Colorado, celebrated the beginning of spring and the welcoming of the blooming flowers. At least, that’s what the elders say. The young kids of South Park just attend for the games and food.
Especially for a group of high school boys, who were just arriving at the festival in the afternoon.
“I can’t believe we missed the opening band,” the red head of the small group of friends complained. “I told you guys we should have woken up earlier.”
“Whatever, Kyle, it was just some hippie band. They were probably lame,” the more heavyweight boy said with a wave of his hand as to dismiss the topic. The group approached the entrance where the single ticket booth was located.
“I like that band, Cartman!
Butters Meets the Strangler - Part 11Butters Meets the Strangler - Part 12 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Almost there! Just a couple more seconds!”
Butters was just about ready to put in his punch card and start working at his job, Cartman Burger, and he was the only employ there that was never, ever late there. So being at the card puncher in the morning was a really exiting moment for Butters. In a way, he was just like Spongebob Squarepants; they both loved being extra early for work, they love working at their jobs, and both of their bosses were moneygrubbers.
Butters had his eyes glued to the clock, and started to break a sweat when he saw the hand getting close to the 8. As soon as the red hand came to the 7:59 mark, he started to get really nervous. But then the clock finally read 8:00 a.m., and Butters, exited as he was, slipped his punch card in the punch card box, and jumped with joy, knowing that he, once again, was not late for work. Then the automated punch card box read “On Time percentage – 100%” in a woman-robot type voice, as Butters conti
First AnniversaryPairing: BunnyFirst Anniversary1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Butters rushed through his room, trying to make sure that he didn’t forget anything. He glanced at his Hello Kitty calendar that marked today as the first anniversary for Kenny and him. The blonde boy was nervous, but excited at the same time. He still remembered how it all started out during their sophomore year.
~1 year ago~
“Butters? Did you do the math homework?” The small, blonde boy looked up from the book he was reading to see the chubby face of Clyde Donovan. He showed off his usual, cheery smile and nodded to the other boy, reaching for his backpack to grab the before mentioned homework.
“Dude, Clyde! You should do the homework, yourself!” Butters looked up and was shocked to see the orange clad boy speaking to the brunette. Kenny never tried to cause any conflict. He normally just let everyone do what they want while he watched and laughed from the sidelines,
Myeterion x Reader - SafeMyeterion x Reader - Safe8 months ago in Romance More Like This
It's me again with another South park x reader fanfic! I hope you like it.
Please comment below and tell me what you think thanks!
Reader's P.O.V (you are 10 years old OK?)
It happened again... why do I have to get bullied just because of the lose of my parents? Can't I have a little happiness? Is that too much for me to ask for? I looked out of the open window, a window that lead to a dorm where all my other sisters slept. I crawled towards it, making sure not to wake anyone else up. I wouldn't want them to be tired all day tomorrow, without them I would have already given up on life, they told me the bright side of things and not to worry. I still got horribly beaten though, they only looked after me when the battle was over and
The stick of Truth .0The stick of Truth .09 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Long ago in the land of Zaron, before the Wizard King Cartman and the High Elf Kyle were even born, there was a the High Elf, Gerald the Intelligent and His Wife, Sheila the Protective.
They were one of the original members of the Grand Circle, a group of the four finest leaders to discus plans for how the land should be run and who the stick of truth should go to temporarily.
In the Grand Circle was the High Elf, the Witch Queen, Liane Cartman, the Ork Emperor, Stuart McCormick, and the head Council Woman of the Northern Ridge, Mrs. Testaburger.
As they are untied, everything worked to their plans.
Soon The High Elf learned that his wife was expecting his child.
The leader of the elves was delighted and filled with joy of bringing a beautiful child into the world.
But when their son is born, he was very sick and was going to die unless his father did something.
He begged for the Circle to lend him the stick of truth to save his son.
After days of discussion, the Circle approved.
Not What it Seems-CraigxClydeClyde paced back and forth while chewing on his fingernails in slight panic, as he rambled aloud to himself.Not What it Seems-CraigxClyde2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What if he doesn’t like me anymore? I mean…yeah we were best friends back in high school, inseparable even. But times have changed. Oh god, maybe I should just call the whole thing off. He seemed so happy to see me when we ran into each other at the library. Maybe things will be alright and work out? Oh, that reminds me. I better call him to make sure the plans haven’t changed!”
Clyde pulled out his cell phone and began typing the first few digits of Craig’s number which he knew so well. After pressing call, he put the phone to his ear and waited as it rang.
He frowned a bit when the phone said, “Hey, this is Craig’s phone. I’m unavailable right now so leave me a decent message or hang up, dumbass. I don’t want to listen to something that wastes my time.”
A different voice went on to say, “To leave a voice
Guess Who: BunnySouth Park belongs to Matt and Trey, I'm just borrowing their charactersGuess Who: Bunny1 year ago in Romance More Like This
God I hate it.
Back in the third grade I would die almost every fucking day. I don’t as much anymore, maybe once a month. Although recently, I went three months without dying. As much as I hate it, it’s what I do best. I die so that other people can live, and then I just come back the next morning, waking up in my bed.
Sure it fucking hurts, but I think I could deal with each death, each bloody, violent, gory death...if someone remembered my dying. That’s the worst part, not having anybody remember. Or at least it used to be.
It’s been years since the whole Cthulu incident, and I guess eventually I just learned to deal with it. In fact, it’s been so many years, and so much other shit has happened in South Park since then, that I don’t think anyone remembers who Mysterion’s real identity is anymore. That’s a good thing for me. I may not be the symbol I once was