South Park x Reader One Shots

I Hear You (Stan x Reader)

Will you come to the park with me? Wendy signs.

Yes! You sign back.

Cool! Bring (your pet dog's name) with you too!

Wendy was one of the few people in South Park that could speak American sign language and you became friends instantly.

You were born deaf and were a little self-conscious about your deaf accent so you mostly stuck to signing.

Stan

Everyone was talking about Y/N coming to town.

She was a first year just like him and had the same major. She winked at him once during a lecture and his heart stopped.

That one look was enough to let Cupid Me take over.

She was occupying Stan's mind twenty-four-seven. He had to get out of the house to clear his head and took Sparky with him on a walk.

It wasn't long before Sparky took off running to force himself on another male dog. Stan quickly tore him away.

"Sorry about Sparky, he's just," Stan's eyes travel upwards to meet Y/N's beautiful face, "...gay."

He instantly regretted opening his mouth, but she didn't seem bothered. She was smiling alongside Wendy.

Stan began to feel a little queasy and nervous and quickly looked away. He knew for sure that he was blushing.

He needed to change the conversation quickly and was stumbling over his words speaking quickly before he settled on, "So what's your dog's name?"

Y/N didn't say anything.

Instead, she raised her index finger and moved it to her cheek near her ear and made a movement to a spot on her cheek near her mouth and chin.

Stan was confused until Wendy chimed in.

"She's deaf and you're talking too fast for her to read your lips, she can't understand you either."

"How can I ask her what her dog's name is?"

Wendy held up her hands and Stan paid close attention.

Making a series of gestures, she pointed at Y/N making her face light up as she began to move her hands enthusiastically in response.

Wendy turned toward Stan and spoke to him while also moving her hands.

"(Pet name)"

"What are you doing with your hands?"

"I'm signing. This is how Y/N communicates."

"Can you ask her if I can pet (pet name)?"

Wendy laughed, "Why don't you ask her yourself?"

She demonstrated to him forming her left hand into a fist, keeping it steady in front of her. She then took her open right hand and gently stroked the fist twice in long strokes, almost as if her fist was the dog itself.

"Now point to yourself, make that motion with your hand, and tilt your head to the side like you're asking her."

Stan did his best to imitate what Wendy had taught him.

Y/N nodded her head with a big smile gesturing to her dog for him.

He had Wendy help him translate the rest of their conversation and he made sure to talk a little slower for her.

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You're in a band?, you sign, That's so cool! Can I see you play sometime?