Time To Live A Little (various South Park x Reader)

Time to have sex that never happened.

A/N: Sorry for the wait, also, this chapter includes portrayals of death (minor) and insinuations of sex, but not explicit. Also please comment any improvements or anything you want to happen in the story, because I've got it all planned out but could definitely use some inspiration!

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It was the night of Tolkien's Halloween party. (Y/N) had her closest friends over with her to pre-drink. Nichole, matching with Tolkien, dressed as Jessie and Woody from Toy Story, looked fantastic. Bebe and Clyde matched with a cute rendition of Superman and Superwoman, whilst Red and Wendy looked incredible as Poison Ivy and Catwoman. Heidi opted for a singles-esque outfit, due to Eric Cartman deciding he would 'go as the Coon and nothing else' which no one really understood. She dressed sweetly as a tribute to her favourite artist, Janis Joplin, with bootcut red trousers matching the same coloured top, with crimped hair and a waist coat, coupled with a large amount of jewellery.

(Y/N) thought she looked stupid. The wig Kenny brought over earlier in the day was extremely knotted, and despite help from her friends, still looked a tad too frizzy for her liking. She also adorned false lashes not only on her top eyelids, but on her bottom eyelids too, to amplify her 'doll-like appearance,' as Bebe put it. She wore a pink tube top with a sequin-covered mini-skit, and, for comfort, regular white sneakers.

"I thought you guys wanted me to get with cute guys - who could possibly think I look good like this?" (Y/N) sighed, scratching at the sequins that kept nipping at the skin on her waist. Red rolled her eyes.

"Chill, you don't look that bad, and I doubt any of the boys at Tolkien's will suddenly grow soft because your wig looks messy."

"I have to agree - you already have enough attention on you anyways, I'm sure they'd still be equally interested." Wendy added, humming as she pulled on her mask.

"I think you look super duper cute!" Bebe chimed in, fixing her hot pants so they rode up even more - if that was humanely possible. "Besides, aren't you going to be matching with Kenny? I'm sure he wouldn't even care if you were bald."

(Y/N) snorted, rolling her eyes. "Its not like that - we're going as friends. I'm not planning on doing anything with anyone tonight."

"We'll see about that..." Nichole teased, wiggling her eyebrows. (Y/N) threw a pillow at her back as she laughed.

"Dude - shut up! I'll probably be the only one not getting any tonight, with you and all your little relationships." The (H/C) girl replied.

"Well, I'm single-"

"Heidi, don't you dare pretend for a second that you won't be sharing saliva with Cartman." Bebe interrupted, tickling the timid brunette at her sides, to which she responded with a weak 'knock it off!'

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As per usual, Tolkien's parties were rowdy. Once again Kevin Stoley tumbled out of the front door to throw up in the front garden.

"Dude, he really needs to learn how to take his alcohol." Red whispered to the rest of the girls, who had driven from (Y/N)'s to the party.

"Hey Kev!" Nichole sung out, earning a weak thumbs up from the boy. De ja vu.

"Bebe and I will wait out here - Kenny and Clyde are literally round the corner and they want us to go in with them." (Y/N) stated, waving to the other girls as they entered Tolkien's. She saw Tolkien greet them at the door, wearing what appeared to be a very high-end Woody costume. Rich people really do have it good.

"Bebe, (Y/N)!" Clyde's voice sung out as he turned the corner, walking over to the two girls. He wore a slightly too large budget-superman costume, and Kenny, who strolled casually beside him, had gelled his shaggy mullet into the classic 'Ken-Doll' style, adorning a pink button up shirt and what appeared to be slightly dirty navy blue swimming shorts.