South Park x Reader One Shots

Knockout (Tweek x Reader)

"Llladies aaand Gentlemeeen, the fight for the Bantamweight class title begins now!"

"From South Park, Colorado, I present to you, two-time title winner, 'Tupperware', Tolkien Black!"

"Fighting on the other side of the ring, also from South Park, Colorado, he's the youngest fighter at just twenty years old, ladies and gentlemen, presenting, 'Wonder Tweek', Tweek Tweak!"

The crowd goes wild and cameras flash as Tweek jogs into the ring, the Tweek Bros. Coffee logo visible across his waistband with his arms up turning to the cameras for the shot.

Tweek had always been coaxed into fighting at school. It wasn't something he initially enjoyed but he was good at it.

Really good.

He got scouted at just eighteen and was signed on to a multi-fight contract and that's where you met him.

You're the top tier professional coach that fine-tuned his bare knuckle fight skills into approved boxing moves. The two of you worked well together and eventually entered a romantic relationship.

Behind the scenes, Tweek always had the pre-performance jitters. Or just jitters in general. He used them in the ring to keep him going. He could take hits unlike any other fighter with just blind energy fueling him and his stamina wasn't just in the ring.

Tweek could go on and on. It wasn't unusual to have back-to-back sex.

Needless to say, he was the best of the best in more ways than one.

Tweek bares his teeth showing his mouth guard and taps his gloves together. The round one starting bell rings. Tweek was light on his feet tonight, taking your advice.

Tolkien threw the first punch and Tweek avoided it successfully, creating an opening to land a devastating blow to Tolkien's body.

Yes! Starting off strong!

Tweek made winning look easy, but Tolkien was catching up fast.

Round one ended with Tweek getting socked in his right brow. He came over to you in his corner of the ring breathing heavily. You start to buff the hit that was beginning to swell and squirt some water in his mouth.

"Good dodge, he's got power behind him but he's not as fast as you. He's going to hit hard but won't be able to get in as many jabs as you, so you need to be on the lookout for openings, okay?"

He nods and gets back to center ring and the bell sounds off marking round two.

One side of your mind was fixated on his body. You could see him throwing you on the bed and going crazy on you. The other was focused on the fight.

Tolkien had Tweek on the ropes and the ref blew the whistle to remind them to keep it in the center. Tweek's shoulders rolled moving up and down with heavy breathing.

With caffeine-fueled speed, he landed a good punch to the side of Tolkien's head almost making him lose his footing.

You had to keep it professional during fights but in your head, you were praising him on high.

Round two ended with a busted lip.

"You're killing it baby! Just watch your side, Tolkien seems to be going in for more body shots so keep your center ok?"

He nods and you dab at the blood.

Tweek

He had to keep it professional around Y/N but he really wanted to throw her over his shoulder and take her outside the ring. He was on a crazy high right now from the previous round.