South Park x Reader (ONESHOTS)

Yandere!Bunny x Reader

Ours for the taking

I don't ship Kenny and Butters personally, (I don't ship anyone) but their ship name is so cute~! Won't lie, it confused the fuck outta me when I first found out about this name. It wasn't until I saw a short comic that I finally understood xD

Ages of Characters:

You're all 17-18

❗️SINCE THIS IS A YANDERE ONESHOT, Y'ALL MUST KNOW THE DRILL. MENTIONS OF DEATH/SUICIDE, A TAD BIT OF VIOLENCE AND A BIT OF FORCED KISSING AND RESTRAINMENT NEAR THE END WITH IMPLIED R WORD❗️

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
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Author's POV:

"Oh my God, Stan, not again." You complained as you felt somthing slump against your back.

Stan and Wendy's break up has been the talk of the school, and you are the only one the now Gothic boy seems to want to be around.

"She's ignoring me, Y/n... She won't even look at me..." He. complained as his face buried into you shoulder. You sighed and slammed your locker shut.

"Stan, this is getting ridiculous..." You mumbled as you wiggled your shoulder, signalling to get off. "Can't you go see Kyle about it today?"

"He doesn't understand my pain the way you do, Y/n..." He replied, his tired eyes boring into your own.

"Stan, I'm not in pain." You told him as you put the books you needed for the day into your bag.

"You were when you-"

"Stanley, with all due respect, shut the fuck up." You muttered as you slung your bag over your shoulder.

"But it's true-"

You cut him off by grabbing his wrist and dragging him down the hall. You knew what you were doing, you just didn't know where to find the person you were looking for. That was until you saw his familiar green hat poking up above his locker door.

"Hey!" You called out, grabbing his attention. He closed his locker door slightly, watching you drag his super best friend along behind you.

"Uh-"

"Take him. He's pissing me off." You snapped as you basically threw Stan into the lockers beside you. He let out a groan as his back hit the metal and Kyle quickly sighed.

"Oh, Goddamnit Stan, not again." He said as he shut his locker.

"But I don't wanna stay with this poser, I wanna stay with you..." Stan mumbled as his head found it's way back onto your shoulder.

"Stan, get off her."

"I don't wanna..."

You let out a frustrated sigh.

"Okay fine! You can stay with me..." You snapped, rolling your eyes. Stan merely hummed as you huffed.

"Y/n, are you sure? I can distract him while you run if you want." Kyle mumbled, side eying his friend as he just hid is face in your shoulder.

"I'll be fine, Kyle, thanks though." You told him and he gave you a flat smile. Soon, the bell rang, making the Goth groan right down your ear.

"Don't make me goooo..." He whined as he put all his body weight onto you. You yelped at the sudden weight and quickly lost your balance, landing on the floor with Stan basically on top of you.

"Stan!!"

"Oh, for fucks sake..." Kyle muttered as he crouched down, grabbing the still groaning boy and tried to pull him off you.