It all starts with a game of truth/dare. Will things take a turn for the worst? Will romance blossom? All human. Defiant Wessa.

Bella Baggins had sought out adventure and excitement as a child, it was only natural she'd end up in a situation like this: surrounded by thirteen oblivious dwarves that called her Mr Baggins, off to steal from a dragon. A female Bilbo story in which Bella attempts to go there and back again, all the while pretending to be a man. It was never going to be easy. (Not abandoned!)

Will and Tessa's wedding. {The Infernal Devices Wessa One shot}

Everyone in South Park has a Facebook. Seriously. / Mostly gen, contains Style, Bunny and other random crack pairings. Like, REALLY random. Oneshot. Facebook fic!

This is a one-shot for my favorite South Park pairing...STYLE! Basically Kyle had a sleepover and now he woke up with a strange surprise. Rated T for Sleepiness

That's me. Voodoo Witch Doctor Kyle, ready to drop dead from exhaustion, if the mountain of homework I get doesn't bury me first. And to make things worse? I kind of have a "thing" for my best friend.

Kyle finds a letter from his passed away boyfriend Stan. I don't own South Park, Matt Stone and Trey Parker do.

Beware! 'Tis boy-on-boy South Park slash. Nothing graphic, just thought you ought to know. No likey yaoi, no ready yaoi. Rated T for boys kissing. Kyle sees Stand and Wendy walk by on a date, and what happens next is the last thing he ever expected.

Stan and Kyle are sitting with each other on a 6 hour bus ride. Short and fluffy. Style! Don't like it don't read it.

AU. After losing a football scholarship due to an accident, Stanley Marsh accepts a job as a servant for the town's richest guy: Kyle Broflovski. Eventual Style, collab with eishi.

If you've read Fire, you know this is a bunch of Stylish oneshots centered around a subject of my choice. It's gonna be fluffy as best as I make it. Again, romance or friendship? You decide.

If there is one thing I learned from Mr. Garrison, it's that guys don't have babies.""Dude, it's South Park." Mpreg Style

FIRST SOUTH PARK FIC. Warmth with a new title. This is just a collection of long Style oneshots centered around a subject of my choice. Fluff ensured. Not quite sure if it's just romance or friendship, but work with me. Rated T for South Park.

There are seven different occasions that have had a lasting effect on Stan and Kyle's relationship. The first one is when they kiss for the first time -- at the age of eight. Style, oneshot

In a desperate attempt to escape the unwanted affections of All the Ladies, Kyle takes Kenny's suggestion to act gay...with Stan, who may not be just acting.

The first real fight Stan and Kyle got into was when they were discussing who would be on top if they were, COMPLETELY HYPOTHETICALLY, a gay couple.

Kyle is required to draw a nude model for art class. He knows exactly who he wants to pose. StanxKyle and hints of WendyxKenny and WendyxStanyou can say WendyxKenny WendyxStan if you'd like

Stan ponders the nature versus nurture debate. Either way, he can blame his parents. Slash. Oneshot.

The receptionist took one look at them and asked, “Groom running away with the best man?” Kyle sputtered a negative, but Stan asked curiously, “Does that happen often?” She shrugged. “About as often as you’d think.”

The entire school student body appears to be suffering under the delusion that Stan is dating Kyle. Stan is determined to prove them wrong. Unfortunately, he seems to be proving them right.

Stan, Kyle, Aspen, and a relationship that everyone misinterprets but them. [Genfic]

Cartman believes he's a psychic, Kyle thinks he's full of it. To prove his abilities, he begins making predictions about Stan and Kyle's relationship. When they come true, Kyle has to rethink Cartmans predictions, and his relationship with Stan.

Stan wants to know what turned him gay. Kyle just wanted to eat his lunch.

It’s politically correct Christmas time, and Stan is determined to seduce Kyle with his manly wiles. Most unfortunately, life is conspiring against him. Again.