Gregory had often wondered about loose women and shameless slags. He didn't think he'd meet a woman like her. Crude, forward, and perverse with a hankering for putting foreign objects in her mouth. Tammy Warner was definitely one of a kind. GregoryxTammy.
I like thinking about intimacy. I'm not promiscuous but I enjoy contact of other people. Simple touching evokes so many emotions. But who knew kissing can get you pregnant? I didn't! TweekxRebecca
Just like in stories, you don't always get the happy ending that you want. And just like in fanfiction, your favorite pairing doesn't end up together either. My life felt like it was one big story with a jerk writing it, teasing me as if saying, 'this is what you could have, but you never will.' I just want my happy ending already, it's the least I deserve. KevinxLizzy
You were here one minute and the next you were gone. It's like I blinked and it happened so fast. I never got over it. I never stopped thinking of who we were then. What we were. How we used to be. It continued to haunt me like some sort of specter. KevinxLizzy.
I've come up with a hypothesis; life is nothing but one big distraction after another. That everything was just a bunch meaningless decisions. From what you're going to do for the rest of your life down to your next meal, it was another choice you would have to make. And I'm tired of choosing. One-shot.
Patty was like... A delicate flower growing through a crack in the sidewalk. Strained and lonely. There was no assurance of her survival here. Only time could tell. But her roots would never grow out any further... Never will there be a flower beside her without draining her. And I am that flower, brutally killing her. CartmanxPatty. One-shot.
There is always someone worse off than you. One-shot. ButtersxKaren.
Butters hits something with the ol', unreliable bronco and now he needs Karen's help to hide the body. Oh, dear! ButtersxKaren. One-shot.
Ten million megatons... I dunno what it meant but it wasn't good. It was gon' kill us all. Boom, like a bunch of fireworks. I remember clutchin' onto my girl tight as everybody counted down. But that was then, let's go back when everyone and everythin' was normal. My name is Kevin McCormick. I was your average guy. KevinxShelly, non-slash and AU.
The very mention of the fourteenth sends people into hysterics. Men go bonkers at the very murmur of the day's name, rushing from store to store to stock up on God knows what. Jewelry? Chocolates? Flowers? What could pacify someone on the most horrible of all days? ...Okay, maybe that's over exaggerating, but who really likes Valentine's Day? ChristophexRebecca.
Who needs a family when you could have a beer? Who needs friends when you could just drink another shot? Who needs a lover when you could have the bottle for yourself instead? Actually, who needs anyone? I'm fine by myself. Style and Stenny. One-shot.
Karen isn't spontaneous; what else is new? One-shot. ClydexKaren
My dream is to meet my prince charming. He would ride through a beautiful meadow of flowers on his pure white horse and he'd gallop right up to me, uttering a small, "Sup" before taking my hand and yanking me behind him. But who exactly is on that horse? Kenny or Lizzy? I don't ride into the sunset with just anyone. Slight Kammy and Tizzy. Femslash. One-shot.
We're the seemingly happy couple, cherishing each summer break as if it were our last. What I didn't know was it would be our final together. Twebecca. One-shot.
Christophe's got his eyes on the girl in the cafe. Why? Her stockings of course! And Gregory's more than disgusted with the Frenchman's fetish. ChristophexRebecca.
Kyle Broflovski was nearly always concerned about his friends. For good reason too. Stan, Kenny and Cartman were literally insane. How can you not worry? At least there was one person that Kyle never needed to worry about. Craig Tucker. He was responsible and stable... At least, that's what Kyle assumed anyways. Craig/Kyle. Cryle.
Craig Tucker has a dirty secret he's willing to take to the grave. Can he keep it from Kyle or will he end up spilling the beans? Find out! Crlye or Craig/Kyle.
Lizzy tries desperately to get recognition from her Senpai, Kevin. Apart from that, there's Weeaboos, love-pillows, hot anime chicks and RPGs. Yup, it's a completely normal day in South Park. Levin or KevinxLizzy.
When you strike a match, it'll burn… and it will continue to burn brighter and brighter until it leaves behind a skeleton. It will forever be a charred remain. Forever changed. And just like a discarded match, Lizzy was forgotten too. She had a lot in common with those burnt little sticks. Levin or KevinxLizzy.
Christophe's mother leaves out of town and the Frenchman makes some of his special soup. The special kind that's nearly 90% wine and nothing else. So, what would happen if Rebecca invited herself over and the two shared a few bowls together? Drunken confessions ensue of course! What's the worse that could happen? ChristophexRebecca or Remole.