South Park X Reader

Kyle X BadAss!Reader

Request: Kyle X BadAss!Reader
My Response: Yes. Hell yes. Hell fucking yes.
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Badass

The school dances sucked, well at least (y/n) felt that way. She sat on the bench with some of her friends.
Grace, her best friend, light up a cigarette and handed it to her. She shoved the cigarette back at her friend.

"You look like you need one, honey." Grace purred and wrapped her arm around (y/n).

"Don't fucking touch me, you have had way too much to drink." She hissed and got up. She started heading for the soda table when she bumped into someone. "Watch where you're going!" She pushed him off of her and he fell to the floor. (Y/N) looked down into the eyes of Kyle Brovfloski. Kyle scrambles to his feet, adjusts his stupid hat and apologizes.

"Sorry, Ms. (l/n)." She seemed to soften at his words.

"Did you just call me a miss?"

"Oh, sorry."

"Whatever." She flips her over hair over her shoulder and walks away. A slow song comes on and Kyle grabs her wrist. Her face boils with anger and she bends her arm away.

"Will you dance with me?"

"NO..! But it might look like I asked you and I got rejected, but we can't have that, now can we?" (Y/N) smirked and brought him out to the middle of the dance floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. Kyle breathed in her beautiful scent, the smell of cinnamon mixed with sugar. He gently placed his shaking hands on her waist, afraid she could...well, bite him. Most people were afraid of (Y/N), even the teachers. But Kyle wanted to talk to her, she was just so intriguing. They danced slowly to the beat of the song. Kyle wanted to run away but at the same time, he wanted to stay here with her. The song ended as (Y/N) parted ways with Kyle. His gaze follows her movements and watches as she approaches a guy. A guy that he knew. Craig Tucker. He felt anger boil inside him but that soon melted away when he saw what she did. (Y/N) raised a hand and SMACK! The talking throughout the room stopped, heads turned over to them. Craig lay on the floor, hand on his cheek as he looked into (Y/N)'s eyes. Kyle couldn't exactly hear what she said but he saw her lips form the words. 'We're done.' (Y/N) stomped over to Kyle, pushed him against the wall and proceeded to make out. He let out a squeak of surprise. He was being dominated by a girl...NOT JUST ANY GIRL! His dream girl, (Y/N) (L/N)! Kyle opened his eyes and saw Wendy approaching. (Y/n) must of sensed it, she pulled back and turned around.

"Excuse me, why the hell are you kissing Kyle?" Wendy hisses, you could probably see steam coming out from her ears.

"Excuse me, why the hell do you think you have the right to talk to me?" (Y/N) snarls back, stepping closer to Wendy. Wendy was so small compared to (Y/N, but that didn't stop Wendy.

"You don't have the right to talk to me like that."

"Oh, but I do, honey."

"You're stealing my boyfriend."

"You're not even dating him anymore." (Y/N) chuckles but it stops as Wendy delivers a punch to her stomach. She clutched her stomach and looks up, through gritted teeth and whispers. "You're dead meat, Testaberg. (Is that her last name?)"

(Y/N) acts fast. She pulls Wendy's arm behind her back, Wendy shrieks in pain.

"HOW DARE YOU?" Wendy screams, as (Y/N) lets go, thinking she has given up. Wendy raises a fist and brings it back down onto (Y/N)...no that didn't happen. (Y/N) caught Wendy's punch, and whispered.

"This is the part where you run away." (sHREK). Wendy looks up with duh fear in her eyes.

"(Y/N) (L/N)! Kyle Broflovski! Get out of my school, now!" An adult shrieked and the children obeyed.

"(Y/N), you are a badass and I love you."