Ikebroflovski Stories

I Don't Know anymore South Park is popular again so I'm writing my own AU Nobody is going to read this so thats all

This is a story about Ike Broflovski getting sick and tired of his brother. Something happened to his brother Kyle, thing is, both of them don't know what it is. Kyle thinks he is normal, showing love and affection to his brother, being all sweet, but bad things start crawling to him. Will he be okay?

Firkle sighed for the umpteenth time as he wiped away the blood on Ike's face. The Canadian had a busted lip and broken nose from a fight at school. Firkle had already bandaged Ike's hands after the skin around his knuckles had cracked and re-opened. "This is the third time this week, Ike. You need to stop getting involved." [ART WORK NOT MINE] There is also a second fic (Blueming) which technically should come first.

After Ike shamelessly admits his crush on Firkle to his friends, he regrets it. They tease him for his schoolyard shenanigans, but quickly decide what's best for him. Which is forming Operation: Fike, an ordeal used to meddle and mess with both Ike and Firkle in order to get them together.

there will be new rules , unlike the old book .

So this is basically gonna be based on the ikexfirkle ship in my one shot book. Ike is a popular kid whose could probably get anyone he wants, anyone but his true desire.

"I'm hopelessly in love with death. I'm sympathetic, and that makes it all the more satisfying." A wicked smile curled the corners of his lips upwards. "Imagining the life of the person, who they were, what they loved, who loved them and destroying all of that is what intoxicates me." When Craig, a newly inducted detective in Denver's homicide division, is dragged back to South Park and assigned to his first solo case, he dreads running into the kids he'd grown up with. Help soon comes in the unexpected form of Kenny, and their culprit? Much closer than any of them expected. Could this be the work of the infamous serial killer in Denver, or a horrible accident?

After the passing of Eric Cartman, Kyle falls into a deep depression. He's unable to come to terms with his last meeting with Cartman and loses himself in the process. Will he find some reason to keep living? Or will Kyle be the end of himself.

"The best way of keeping a secret is to pretend there isn't one" - Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin ---- I don't own the characters obviously. I'm not that creative. 😂

What were either of them doing that early in the morning, Ike wondered? He tapped on their conversation to find a string of conversations that started roughly at around one in the morning. The conversation, oddly enough, was begun by Kyle. Kyle: I kind of had a question - 1:13 Eric: Shoot - 1:14 Kyle: What do u think it's like to die? - 1:16

𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯_𝘉𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶♡

Si estaba tan mal como para arder en el infierno , ¿por qué sus labios se sentían tan fríos ? South Park , Ike x Firkle para el intercambio de Goth valentine! y dedicado a Elizabeth Ramírez

Kyle's life had been pretty planned out for him. His adopted parents had big plans for him but it wasn't what he wanted for his life. He just wanted to know who he was. An accident when he was ten left him alone and without any memories of who he was and where he came from. He felt like he didn't belong and it isolated him even more. During his last summer of freedom before going to college, Kyle expected nothing more that the usual boring nonsense... until he comes across 'Haven's Convenience Store'. Upon entering the small store, Kyle's world turns completely upside down and he begins a journey that he never expected he would, one that may help him to recover his past and possibly lead him home. This is a loose 'Stick of Truth' story. Elements from both the game and show will be used but there will also be many elements that are my own. There also may be similar elements to other stories on this website (it's very hard to come up with something completely original nowadays), but I promise I am not copying anyone.

Hallo I'm making another fic. What a shocker. I just had an idea because I was having a Twilight marathon with my sister. This is an AU that I'm still adding some stuff on to at the moment. Also it's a Fike (Firkle x Ike) story, if that wasn't already clear. In this AU, Firkle is a werewolf. A small one at that. Ike is a boy that Firkle had been crushing on for a while, even though it doesn't seem that Ike returns his feelings. Strange things have been happening in South Park, such as unknown animal attacks, robberies, and... other werewolves? It's up to Firkle to try and protect his secret crush. Will Ike find out about Firkle's wild side and return his feelings? What are these strange animal bites that are appearing on dead animals all over town? Do Firkle's parents really love him? Read to find out! (Cover art belongs to me! 💫)

These are where I'll post my lil fan fictions!! I hope you enjoy :)

Cartman can't stop looking in the mirror and seeing fat. But, the guys see exactly the opposite. What happens when they realize he may or may not have an eating disorder?

South Park oneshots

A New Kid named 'Gary' moves into town, and Stan was forced to beat up the new kid, but everything backfired as Gary invites Stan to dinner. After a few days, Their friendship broke, thanks to Stan being an idiot and couldn't look pass Gary's religion. Stan tries to apologize but Gary already forgave him. Later then, they grew closer and closer and Stan starts to have a thing for him. Stan wanted to confess to Gary but he thought of the rejection he had to go through, so he waited until the perfect moment. EVERY CHAPTER IS IN STAN'S POV ! ! - #1 on #stary at 5 april 2022

I shouldn't like him. I shouldn't. He's my best friend, I shouldn't think of him any way other than that. But, I just couldn't help myself. The thoughts I have about him are driving me insane. They're disgusting and wrong, and I can't help it. I didn't choose to be like this. It just happened and I don't want it, but I have to deal with it. It's just that... His smile, just makes my heart burst, his blue eyes, always reminding me of the sky on a cloudless day, his dark, ebony hair reminds me of the nighttime sky, with the stars and all their beauties to look at. He just overall gives my stomach butterflies, and gives my pale cheeks a crimson flush. He drove me insane. I hid them though, my feelings. I hid them from everyone, but me. I hid them from our small group of friends, the acquaintances no one worries about; and lastly, him. I hid them from him, Stanley Marsh. My best friend. My best friend with a bitchy girlfriend. My best friend who is most definitely straight. It would be a dream if him and I were to happen. But dreams are dreams and wishes are wishes, but they don't normally come true. So here I was, Kyle Broflovski, stuck in this mess I was bound to never get out of... Hi! It's the writer here. This is the first story I've written on this account. My friends enjoy it, so I hope you will too. This story will involve some very heavy subjects, such as cutting and depression, perhaps a bit of drinking here and there. So if that affects you in anyway, you don't have to read. this book also has the use of strong language, so beware of that. NONE OF THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO TREY PARKER AND MATT STONE. THANK YOU.

"It's funny that he seems to know the perfect place to avoid people in a place full of people, yet he doesn't seem to realize that he's my best friend." // no update schedule, but i'm trying my best