#and craig is a yandere
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Friends w/ Benefits !!
- with the South Park Boys / x Reader
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Author’s Note ;
Sup, so I decided on making multiple little scenarios and ideas of what I think would happen if you were in a FWB relationship with these dudes. Trust me, it’s going to get spicy and interesting. And if you’re looking for that, you’ve come to the right place. Keep in mind, the characters are all going to be in their college years so they will be 18+. Not trying to have them in elementary. And if you’re near that age, get out of here kid, this is definitely not for you.
Before I make this too long, I’m going to end this here. Enjoy, tread carefully, I’ll add warnings about what’s in there and details so check that out before you dive too far in. Unless you’re a veteran. HAHAHA
P.S, I didn’t add in Cartman because I’m an AVID hater, I’m sorry in advance! But, I did add somebody I adore: Craig! Although, it’s kinda gay, but that’s for the boys or transmascs. Y’know, I gotta provide!
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Point of View : First P.O.V.
Character’s in here : Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick, and Craig Tucker.
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#1 ; Stan Marsh
The song that I thought fit this best :
Sexual Dynamic : Fem!Dom | Masc!Sub
What’s in here : Mentions of throwing-up (obviously), dom fem reader, edging, and drunk oral sex.
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- Phew, this dude will take FOREVER before he comes around to this idea.
- I feel like this would be the case of not trying to move too fast into a relationship because let’s be honest, he’s going to want to end up being with you.
- He’ll have met you during class when assigned a project with you. A bit cliché, but do you think he’d really have the guts to randomly walk up to you?
- You’d end up in conversations with him because of the constant pairing together and this helped the both of you find out you had similar interests. He loved the same genre of music, had the same sense of humor, and made you laugh half of the time because of his stupid jokes.
- Eventually, Stan tried to see you whenever he was free and his friends weren’t tagging behind. A lot of this was during your walk to classes.
- He’d have to race to his right after and sometimes even arrived late because of you.
- Wendy was the first to get suspicious of the behavior because it’s her ex after all and she wasn’t done with her constant off-and-on relationship with him.
- They got into a huge fight about it and that ended up putting the idea in Stan’s head instead. (Poor Wendy. Happens to the best of us.)
- Might’ve caused a complete break-up between them.
- First time he didn’t go goth because of it! (Really, it’s because of you.)
- But, that didn’t mean he didn’t drink.
- And that also didn’t include the fact he was beginning to think of you in that way which in turn made him began to avoid you.
- His races to his classes turned into him racing out of the classes he had with you to the bathroom.
- After a couple of weeks of him doing this, you concluded it had to do something with Wendy, but you thought he was distancing himself to get her back.
- The depression hit hard. Despite you having an attraction towards him, you tried to convince yourself you were okay.
- You WEREN’T.
- Neither was he. He had to choose between telling you about his feelings or being an asshole by ditching you to get himself plastered enough so he could forget about it. Mind you, he thought he was deep in the friendzone. To him, telling you the truth was setting himself up for rejection.
- You were both oblivious to each other’s suffering until the two of you were invited to the same party.
- Because you were having such a hard time dealing with the random drift from Stan, you decided to go and feel your best by getting dressed up.
- Alcohol was another convincing factor. Ironic considering that was the same reason why he was going.
- When you arrived at the party, you navigated around and talked with a couple of friends before asking where the drinks were. That’s where you would stumble upon the drunk raven-haired boy with a vodka bottle that had been chugged by him to the very middle.
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Stan laid back against the wall of the kitchen, taking another swig of the vodka he had, and reaching up to slap a hand against the counter when his eyes locked with yours. He slowly lifted himself up, swaying like he was about to collapse any second. “Oh fuck, why’d you have to be here? I think I’m going to be sick,” he covered his mouth while loudly exclaiming that, turning to the side as if he was retching.
You automatically looked offended, your face scrunching up before you reared a hand back and slapped him across the cheek. HARD. That knocked the sense back into him because his eyes went wide and he quickly went to explaining himself, “Ow! OW! Hey, wait! No- *gag* It’s not because you’re terrible or anything! It’s cause-”
He couldn’t finish as once he looked down at your outfit, he sprawled straight for the sink, and puked his brains out. That’s when it clicked in your head. Stan threw up whenever he liked someone.
You stared at the bottle he held, freaking out in your thoughts about the situation, and going for it anyway. It wasn’t hard to take it out of his hold as he was focused on getting all the sick out of himself.
Taking a huge chug of the vodka, you coughed and sputtered when swallowing, wiping the sides of your mouth before grabbing the back of Stan’s shirt. He was dragged upstairs while you were finishing the rest of what was left, throwing the bottle on the floor afterward.
He slurred out what he was trying to say earlier as you both ascended to the next floor, “I’m not disgusted by you.! I like-” But, once again, he was cut off by another rise of bile up his throat. Right when you passed by the bathroom, he pulled away from you, making you follow with him before he toppled over the side of the tub to let it out.
“Jesus Christ, Stan. What is wrong with you?” You asked, concerned for his well-being at this point. He leaned his head to the side, spitting the rest, and turning on the shower to wash it away. Then he got up with a wobble. For the third time, he continued to try and explain, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m just trying to tell you that I don’t get sick because I think you’re nasty. I’ve been trying to tell you that I think you’re-”
His face began to scrunch up and that’s when you stepped in, saying it for him with a yell, “I KNOW! I know, Marsh! I know you like me! I like you just as much, you don’t have to say it, you don’t have to acknowledge anything about this! Just stop and go back to Wendy like you have been!” Backing away, you put your hands up and closed your eyes, worried about the inevitable stream of disgusting stomach acid. But, nothing happened.
Instead, the sound of water met your ears and you opened your eyes to see the boy washing his mouth out. His blue eyes met yours, turning off the faucet, and standing back up to clear his throat, “I’ve been trying to say that for weeks now.” It was like a light switch had flipped in his demeanor and he was all of a sudden fine.
Stan continued, sounding a bit raspy because of how much he threw up, “I haven’t talked to Wendy ever since I had walked you to your house. That was the day I realized I… like you.” He hesitated but he managed to say it, looking surprised himself. You paused. It made sense. Around that time, his avoiding started.
There were no words you could give in the moment. You thought this entire time he had been chasing her while in reality, he was hooked on you. Nothing came out and no idea of what to say came to mind. He had officially broke you.
Moving forward slowly, his gaze flickered down to your lips, giving you the signal before leaning into a kiss due to his compulsive and drunk desires. If you weren’t going to tell him anything, he’d get you to respond in another way. Your lips were turning numb along with the rest of your body as you could feel yourself falling down the rabbit hole of a stupor. A part of you was slightly repulsed by the fact he was kissing you after all that happened, but he mostly tasted like the disgusting vodka rather than puke. Which was surprising to say the least.
It didn’t lead to a make-out as you moved to your knees instead, closing the bathroom door behind you, and hearing him lock it with a shaky voice following after, “Fuck, wait, I don’t want to end up getting sick on you. I’ve barely been able to get past a kiss, let alone a touch there. I don’t know if I could handle this.” He rambled and rambled while you unbuttoned his jeans, feeling his dick progressively getting hard already.
A sharp gasp left him when your fingers brushed passed it through his boxers, causing him to hold his breath while still trying to get through to you, “Seriously, [Y/N], I might throw up again!” You sighed and stood back up after his second warning, placing your hand on his chest to ease him down onto the toilet seat. He sat upright, his eyebrows knitted together as you finally responded, “If you do, aim for the tub or sink. I get horny when drunk and I don’t think I want to stop any time soon, Stanley.”
You went right back to getting on your knees in front of him and wrapped your hand around his shaft to jerk it off through the fabric, seeing a small dot of pre-cum began to form around where his tip was. He could feel the warm nauseating feeling travel up his esophagus, making him panic, and move his head to the side to avoid getting it on her while you traveled to get his underwear off of him. Wendy had never done something like this to him before. As soon as he vomited around her, she was quick to lose her appetite for it.
This was different. He felt himself bare and exposed after you succeeded in getting his lower clothes down to his knees. And this was the point where he was feeling it fill his cheeks, he tried to suppress it as much as he could, swallowing it and enduring it. It was like his body was going through an anxiety attack and all it was doing was constantly sending him in this cycle of emptying his stomach because of simple things he should be allowed to do as a man.
He didn’t have an answer to what was wrong with him, but what he did know was that it pissed him the fuck off. Regaining his strength, his hand reached up to your head and he requested something directly to you for the first time without one slightest hesitation, “Please, just keep encouraging me beautiful… and can you keep calling me by my- uh- full name?”
You gave his flushed pink tip kisses, swiping your tongue slowly across it before obliging to his ask while pumping his dick with one hand, “You’re doing an amazing job, Stanley. I’m so proud of you… Is that what you wanted? Does that make you feel good, my handsome boy?” A sly smirk spread onto her face as she looked up to see his shocked expression, wrapping her entire mouth around him and hollowing her cheeks.
Never in a million years would he think that a girl would hit dead on the spot of what he needed, jolts of pleasure running through his legs and lower stomach at the comments. Butterflies plagued him rather than nausea. And what he had been waiting for was happening, he was relaxing into a blowjob.
His hands went for her hair immediately to lace his fingers in between whatever he could, gripping it gently while the relief showed through his half-lidded eyes and his happy pants. Stan let out a choked moan along with an excited but still cracking voice, “I don’t feel.. it! God, this is.. actually amazing… Please, please don’t stop… Keep going, [Y/N]!”
Bobbing your head up and down patiently, you picked up your pace minute by minute, watching as the boy lost it at the feeling. You were too good to him. Your suction on him was tight and you made sure your cheeks were pressed up against your teeth just enough to create the best possible experience for him.
Stan’s chin tilted up to the ceiling while curses spilled, “Fuck, fuck, why do you… have to feel so good?” You could see veins popping around his neck and his Adam’s apple moving up and down from the noises escaping him. His legs were starting to move inward towards themselves, knees about to touch, and his dick was beginning to throb in your mouth. You knew what this meant right away.
“I’m not going to be able to make it for that long if you feel this amazing, god damn it,” he choked out, his fingers digging into your scalp, but not on purpose. To solve this, you popped your mouth off of him and decided to use the time for his cool down to catch your breath.
He looked at you, confused and flustered, his dick inches away from your face. It was twitching and the pre-cum kept leaking because of how pent up he was. You snickered, “I thought you were going to get sick on me? Am I the first one you haven’t vomited on?”
Staring at you for a moment while catching his breath too, he fixed his messy hair, and shakily replied, “Yeah, technically.” You raised your eyebrows before smiling bashfully like that was a compliment. And maybe it was. But, you shouldn’t get too ahead of yourself.
Returning back to the activity at hand, you littered the sides of him with kisses, turning your focus to the veins wrapping around it which received a lot of feedback from him. “Woah, woah! Straight to it, huh?” His groans were amplified. It was like he got ten times more sensitive because you edged him.
It didn’t take much of you going back to sucking him to cause his orgasm rushing back. He was teetering on the edge, using the counter and anything else that he could grab on to vent by digging his fingernails into them.
Tears brimmed his eyes and he didn’t want to tell you that he was near, but he also didn’t want you to have a risk of choking. So, he confessed again, “I’m going to! I’m going to, you can stop…” He didn’t know why you were teasing him like this. But, for some reason, he enjoyed it too.
This time, you didn’t pull away. You picked up your pace instead. And that made him nearly knock off everything on the counter. He instinctively stood up, grabbing your head, and in the last final minute he had your mouth wrapped around him; he fucked hard into your throat and let out the cum he had been penting up since the last time he got to interact with you.
The groans that left him were loud and breathy, his eyes almost closing from how tired he got because of the amount of alcohol that was in his system. You were swallowing as much as you could to keep yourself from possibly throwing up yourself due to choking.
Eventually, every bit was dumped out of him and he pulled you off to let you breathe. You gasped for air and glared at him. Stan realizing what he did then and apologizing right away, “Oh crap, I didn’t mean to do that! I was trying to be careful, I’m so sorry!”
Proceeding to apologize to you for the rest of the night after that, the two of you had returned to walking each other home, feeling a long in your heart to remain by each other’s sides when you had to return to your separate dorm rooms. One thing was for certain though. You and Stan were going to have a lot of secrets that the title friends could only cover.
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#2 ; Kyle Broflovski
The song that I thought fit this best :
Sexual Dynamic : Vanilla-esque.
What's in here : Slow sex, slightly experienced Kyle, and facial ejaculation.
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- Oh no. Here we go. Now, Kyle, he’s a different story when it comes to getting into a friendship like this.
- He’d probably be easier to convince than Stan, but that’s if you were direct and honest with him.
- You’d have to be somewhat close with him enough to get to that conversation so I would say about five months into meeting him through mutual friends at the lunch tables. At some point, both of you would come across each other and have an in-depth conversation.
- He’s a sucker for intellectual people so once you’re bringing up your collections of books and the fact you make regular visits to the library, this guy’s interest shoots through the roof.
- Eventually, you’re the only thing he starts talking about with his friends and they all start to notice him drifting off in daydreams during class.
- This was about a couple of weeks into the friendship.
- The nerd just couldn’t stop eyeballing you. It didn’t help that he really admired your style and the way you dressed as well.
- Stan pulled him to the side one day to have a talk with him about you and he managed to convince the curly redhead to ask you to hangout at his place.
- The idea was that he was going to watch a whole marathon of Harry Potter movies with you considering the two of you were huge fans of the series.
- You were immediately down as soon as he asked. If anything, you were cheering to yourself about it.
- Now, you could put your plan in action.
- The truth was that you had thought of the Broflovski in many ways that would be considered beyond unholy.
- And the fact his parents were going out for the weekend you were coming over too did not help the ideas popping up in your head.
- When it came upon the day you were coming over, you decided to put on your sexiest outfit yet.
- A short tennis skirt, a laced spaghetti-strapped crop top, and a pair of thigh highs was enough to do the trick.
- You arrived at his place a couple of minutes early but just enough to where you didn’t look crazy, secretly wearing nothing underneath on purpose for him.
- He had paid Stan to babysit Ike for him that day too.
- You were not the only one plagued with not-so-innocent thoughts the entire week leading up to it. Kyle had some things planned out in his head as well. Technically, a mutual agreement without saying a word.
- Kyle was fast in opening the door for you and once he saw what you were in, the red on his face was more than visible.
- Obviously, he couldn’t hide the fact he was staring and definitely interested in the sight you were giving him.
- He locked every lock on that door as soon as you got inside.
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You hopped onto his couch the moment the warmth of the house enveloped you, causing you to sigh in content. The freezing temperatures of South Park made it impossible for a girl to get pretty but you weren’t letting that stop you. Your eyes landed back on Kyle who was dressed in a green long sleeve and brown pants.
His outfit was super cute, less risqué than yours, however, that did not matter. He still looked like a snack to you. And you were already willing to lunge for him. But, you kept your distance. For now.
The boy sat next to you and relaxed into the cushions along with, being the one to break the silence by complimenting what you were wearing, “I swear, you choose outfits that fit you too well sometimes.” Benefits of talking to a guy with brains was the way they word things. “You’re not helping my barely growing teenage brain here,” he added on as a joke. A part of you knew that he wasn’t entirely bluffing though.
This was proven when you glanced down at his lap to check if there was a sign and sure enough, a rising tent had appeared.
Kyle, quick to notice things, saw that you had peeked and grabbed for a pillow to sit it over his crotch. Embarrassed that he didn’t think of doing that as soon as his mind went south.
But, you weren’t going to ignore that. You couldn’t. Your eagerness was too much for you and the heat between your legs was screaming for you to get to moving. So, you huffed out, “I don’t think I want to help. I’m here for encouragement…” While scooting yourself to replace the pillow on his lap with your ass instead.
He tensed up, sucking a breath in, and using his hands to grip your hips. You could feel his boner poking your inner thigh, about to brush the spot you wanted it to the most which got you even more excited.
Kyle was just as excited, jabbering on as soon as you pressed down into him, “I was hoping you would say that. I didn’t think I could just be friends with you as much as I wouldn’t like to admit that…” His hips bucked upward into you repeatedly, rocking himself into a position where his hard-on could rub against you perfectly. Your eyes widened and a moan slipped out.
The front of his pants was starting to get wet from grinding up into your bare pussy, causing him to notice, and ask, “Are you wearing anything under that?” You shook your head no while biting your lip, moving one of your hands to grab your breast and the other to lift up your skirt.
He watched what you were doing with an aroused look to his green eyes, staring at your chest often. This gave you the idea to strip off your top and throw it to the floor.
What a good idea it was because it made Kyle leap to tug his pants off. His boxers followed with and out sprang his dick, hitting his chest from how hard it got. The freckled boy panted, a blush everywhere on his body, matching the color of his hair. He was unbelievably attractive like this.
You leaned down next to his ear to whisper while grabbing his shaft, “I’ve been wanting you inside me ever since Sophomore year.” Before pushing it inside of you and lowering yourself all the way down until you were sitting right on his v-line.
He shuddered and gripped onto you tightly, digging his head back into the couch from the pleasure that rushed through him at the warm, wet feeling wrapping around.
“You should’ve said something because I would’ve made that come true,” he said. That was the last thing that was spoken as the two of you got lost in sex. You began to bounce on him and he guided you to grind during the process. Your eyes drifting everywhere, going from dazing off at the wall, to looking at him without a single thought in the world other than how good he was making you feel.
Kyle was in the same state. Admiring you by skimming his hands across your sides and using his fingers to play with your nipples. After riding him for a couple of minutes and starting to sweat from the workout it was giving you, he flipped you to rest back onto the armrest.
He slowly rocked his dick into you, pushing into your walls, and digging for spots that made you gasp. His groans ended up being muffled into your neck as he buried himself in the crook of it, kissing against your skin, and creating hickies once he traveled enough.
During his slow fucking, he drifted his thumb over to your clit and rubbed it at a good pace that matched his thrusts. It had you constricting yourself around him until you were a shaking mess, cumming underneath his figure, and riding out the high with him.
The green-eyed boy pulled out when you finished, jerking himself off at a fast speed, and asking politely, “Can you open your mouth and level with it please?” Without hesitation, you lowered yourself to his dick and let him release all over your face.
You stuck your tongue out, feeling the sticky liquid decorate most of it before you swallowed the bit that landed there, looking up at him with a smile.
Both of you had to clean up more than watch movies after that, but that did not matter to you, whatsoever. The only thing that mattered from that point was the next weekend you had to plan with the Broflovski.
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#3 ; Kenny McCormick
The song that I thought fit this best :
Sexual Dynamic : Masc!Dom | Fem!Sub
What’s in here : Praise/ degrading kink, lots and lots of positions, public sex, and a creampie.
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- Well, well, well. What most of you’ve been waiting for. The guy that obviously will take no time in making you his fuck buddy!
- It’s pretty obvious that right away he made his intentions clear and he communicated them with no problem.
- And that’s exactly why you were into him.
- Kenny has an eye for girls that like to have a fun time and you happened to be one with a big reputation of rebellion.
- You loved ditching class, hating the kids, the work being too stressful, and all of the above was the reason why.
- And he was often caught back there as well. So, sooner or later, you came across each other on one of your breaks from the shitty school environment and took it together.
- Might have ended up in the mutual agreement of being FWB’s right then and there which lead to you giving the boy his first non-std infected blowjob.
- The thing that had gotten in your way, however, was the fact you had strict parents and this meant you had no way of getting out of the house to meet up with him.
- To make things worse and add the cherry on top, this started around the end of the school year and the both of you ended up having no way to contact each other because of this.
- Those two months for both you and Kenny were perhaps one of the most depressing periods of time in your life.
- After dealing with this, College had started and your parents began to let you have more freedom because you were becoming an adult.
- You were frustrated at the timing, the blonde-haired boy on the back of your mind the entire time they spoke to you about it. And the more you had longed to see him again.
- The first day of College arrived some time later and you had no idea what to expect.
- There was an uneasy feeling. You knew that Kenny wasn’t financially well off and you didn’t know if he was good grade-wise so it left you with the weight of finding out whether or not he was attending.
- Throughout the whole school day, you looked for him, high and low, low and high. Everywhere.
- He wasn’t in any single one of your classes. None of his friends were too. It seemed like all hope was lost and that the inevitable had happened.
- But, before you could end up back in that same pit of sadness, during the walk out of one of your classes to go to another; you passed by the stairs and someone grabbed you.
- Not knowing who it was, you put up a bit of a fight, losing pretty badly considering the person was quite strong, ending up behind the crevice of the stairs anyway.
- When you came face-to-face with the man that dragged you away, you squealed for joy.
- It was, of course, the McCormick.
- Both of you collided into a huge hug and stayed there for a while, cherishing each other’s warmth and smell.
- He’ll always have that faint smell of weed on him, but, it made him hotter in a way.
- It didn’t take long for the hug to turn into an elated talk.
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“Where have you been? How has life been treating you, Ken?” You asked while shoving his arm playfully, tilting your head to the side. He smirked at your behavior, finding it cute, before responding casually, “Honestly, it could be better. But, I’ve been doing okay. Now, that I’m getting to see my smokin’ hot babe again though, I think it’s more than great!” His nickname that he gave you made you crack up and blush at the same time.
Laughing along with you, he repeated the question, aiming it toward you this time. Your expression quickly dropped for a minute and when you remembered that he could pick up on that, you tried to play it off, “Oh, yeah! Uh, I’ve been okay too. Just been working my ass off in keeping my room clean so my parents won’t take my phone for the millionth time.”
A sigh left him hearing that and he clicked his tongue in disappointment, shaking his head side to side while leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. “Still dealing with them? Damn, I’m all for parents making sure their kids are doing what they’re supposed to and actually taking care of em’, but, when you’re practically shoving your nose in their ass, that’s a problem,” he complained.
You agreed, “Tell me about it.” Rolling your eyes, you copied his body language by leaning too. Having dealt with them being this way since twelve, he didn’t even know half of it.
Silence began to fall onto your ears as Kenny opted for staring at you other than continue the conversation, his blue eyes scanning down your body, ultimately going for his perverted tendencies by lingering on your breasts a little too long. You snickered in response to this, “Really? You’re going to stare? You know you have hands, right pretty boy?”
Teasing him was just what you needed to do to make him budge as the McCormick turned to pin you to the wall, leaning down to get to your eye level. He gave you a small, soft kiss on the lips before pulling away to began lifting your shirt up above your head with a retort, “You should watch what you’re saying or else you’re going to end up being humiliated in front of a whole bunch of people, [Y/N].” So, he was saying your name now?
You decided you wanted to see if he would go that far by testing him, snaking your hand up to his waistband before shoving it inside of his pants without any struggle. Starting to rub him through his boxers right away, Kenny let out a grunt and pressed his forehead against yours while his brows furrowed.
Your voice lowered only for him to hear what you were telling him, “Do it. Fuck me so hard that everybody will know who’s screwing me that good.” His breath got shaky at that and you felt his cock throb in your hold.
He started tugging at his pants, bringing them down to his ankles along with his underwear from how eager he was after hearing what you said. A feeling of regret haunted you for a second when you glanced at the size of him, forgetting how huge he was until you got to see it in front of you.
But, that was overshadowed by how horny it also made you. Your own shorts were being thrown to the ground with the rest of the clothes. Eventually, leaving you both naked in front of each other.
Kenny was the quickest into getting in action, massaging your tits with both of his hands while moving his mouth to latch onto your neck. He made a couple of hickies working his way to your collarbone, running his fingers from your nipple to what’s in between your legs to rub your clit in circles for a minute.
Getting bored with this, he switched it up by continuously kissing lower and lower. Still sucking on certain spots to get it to bruise. He was marking you up and you were enjoying every single one. You moaned softly, trying to keep quiet, but loud enough for him to hear. After all, you didn’t want to actually get spotted doing this with him and end up expelled.
When he got to your pussy, his arms slid into the crevices of your thighs before he lifted both of them, spreading them across the wall. Then his mouth put all of the attention onto it.
Kenny licked your folds repeatedly at first to get a taste of your juices, gliding his tongue over your sensitive bud, and swirling it in a pattern to get you to make more noises for him. You were restless, grinding up into his face, and tugging onto his hair the moment he got to flicking side-to-side.
He went at it for a couple, causing you to cover your mouth midway through because of how much your voice was raising. It felt amazing. Like you were floating from how good his technique was.
Covering you with his spit from how messy he ate you out, you jutted your hips up and began to grind on his face. Around his mouth was a mess, spreading to his nose, and cheeks. He looked deep into your eyes the whole time he did it and switched to sucking your clit for the finale.
The blonde-haired boy got you to cum from that alone. Letting you roll on him like he was your new personal chair and smother his head with your thighs until pure bliss was the one thing showing in his expression.
Your juices spilled onto him, some landing where his dick was which worked out for lubrication in the long run. He stood back up, glistening in the sun from all the wetness, telling you with a smooth tone, “Turn around for me and put that ass up, baby.”
With shaky legs from the orgasm you had, you did what he said and bent over, your cheek pressed up on the cold bumpy surface. “Look at that… You’re being such a good little whore for your best friend,” Kenny cooed while grabbing your head and pushing you up against it; positioning himself with your entrance and sliding in easily. The both of you moaned out in satisfaction.
You had been waiting for him to do this to you for so long. And it didn’t hurt as bad as you thought it would. In fact, the big size and girth gave you the feeling of being full.
He sent loud slaps through the wall once he rammed his first set of thrusts into you, being fucked aggressively in doggy style despite you not being far from your peers and a death sentence from your parents.
The wet sounds mixing along with it didn’t help. And you were so sensitive that it made it impossible for you to hold your breath. The whining, yelps, and panting all at a high enough pitch that it was beginning to echo. You were going to get caught if he didn’t finish soon. Both of you would. But, for some reason, that didn’t sound as threatening as it should.
Your sense of danger was dulled from how hard he was railing you. And how turned on you were from it. Like he had molded you into being stupid for the time being.
You raked your nails on the wall and arched your back more, pleading out to him, “Faster, Kenny! Please, hurry up… I don’t want to get in trouble!” He paused as if he wasn’t expecting to hear that, but responded once it registered, “Okay, though you asked for this…”
Quickening his pace, your eyes shut and you used your hand to muffle yourself by biting onto it, crying out from his dick practically reaching into your stomach. He groaned, watching the display for himself to memorize, and slightly impressed at how dirty this hook-up was. You were going to be his favorite, for sure.
His end began to near around the time the bell was about to ring again, people about to fill the halls any second now while you’re being pummeled by the biggest pervert in school. You murmured curses quietly, feeling him grab both of your wrists while chasing his high as fast as he could. Tears left your eyes when Kenny finally reached it.
He didn’t pull out. Instead, he fucked his jizz inside of you and pumped every last drop he could. “Fuck! Fuck, that’s right… Take as much as you fucking can.” His dirty words were like music to your ears and the way his cum filled you to the brim made you hum. Drool dripping down the side of your mouth from how out of it you were.
Although, he was put in a tricky situation considering you could no longer walk and he possibly could’ve got you pregnant, a huge derpy smile stayed on Kenny’s face for the rest of the time he was with you. No one had seen him that happy ever. So, there was a lot of questions you had to answer when the boy ended up confessing that it was because of you. Who knew it was so hard to keep a secret with the McCormick.
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#4 ; Craig Tucker
The song that I thought fit this best :
Sexual Dynamic : Masc!Sub | Masc!Dom
What’s in here : Yandere Craig (doing it cause I felt like it), mentions of murder, rough/painful sex, and a cumshot with a creampie.
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- Well fuck, this guy had known you for so long that he could barely remember when he first met you.
- But, that didn’t mean you two were close.
- You were simply friends from afar before ending up complete nobodies to each other around the time college came about.
- Or that’s what you thought.
- Craig had only stopped talking to you, he didn’t completely stop from hanging around you.
- Meaning that he would often drop by the places he knew you were hanging around to sit nearby and watch what you would do.
- This wouldn’t be creepy if it weren’t for the fact that the only place you liked to be inside was your dorm room. So, he was watching you from your window.
- It was easy for him considering the two of you were neighbors and whenever he wasn’t occupied with his love life, he’d be lost in staring at you playing the guitar or even go as far as watching you change.
- At some point, his infatuation with you peaked after coming across a late night masturbation session you were having, forgetting to close the blinds which let him have access to the scene.
- You had no shirt on, your pants barely above your knees, watching something on your computer screen. And his body was quick to react when he looked down.
- He got an idea to bring out his camera and record you, taking the moment to have fun himself.
- After jerking off and cumming around the same time with you, muttering your name in the middle of it, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to sit beside and just watch you forever.
- With an entire month of constantly recording you, breaking into your room and taking some of your clothes. Even stealing pencils that you broke out of boredom from the trash to keep in his drawer and watching you get drunk until you hooked up with random woman. Craig spiraled downward into an unhealthy obsession.
- He couldn’t stand it when seeing you flirt with girls despite knowing that you had no knowledge of his existence.
- If you took them home or went home with them, they would end up missing the next day.
- Craig didn’t know why he did it. He just simply felt the motive. Maybe it was because they were girls and he was a boy or maybe because he was in love with you. Honestly, he didn’t want to think on it.
- It got out that some of these woman were disappearing around your area and you ended up finding out it was the ones you hooked up with when the police were at your door.
- You were questioned and put as the number one suspect because you were the last person seen with them. And this confused and scared you badly.
- The police were convinced you were telling the truth by the way you reacted to the interrogation. Answering all of their questions sincerely, even telling them details of that night you had with them but not going too far to where it was weird.
- Also, the devastation on your face was easy to see. So they left you alone.
- However, this haunted you and you became desperate on trying to find out more about what happened to the girls by asking around. As well as waiting for more information from the investigation.
- The black-haired boy had to keep a low profile after and thanked himself for dumping the bodies in the lake further ahead of time.
- He was oddly disappointed in himself because of what he had done. Not because he had taken the lives away from innocent girls, but because he made your life become so hectic and had you go through so much stress.
- After the ordeal was dying down and the cops were coming to a dead end, the cases went cold and Craig went about his daily life of stalking you once again.
- You did not come back from this okay. Actually, it lead you to distancing from people romantically and sexually because you were afraid they would disappear.
- Landing you in therapy to get over the traumatic experience and depression that was swallowing you whole. Making you lose all of your friends and end up alone.
- And who would’ve known that Craig happened to need to go to the same therapist too? After his parents had found him talking to a wall and carving an initial into himself, your initial.
- He was admitted out of self harm. But, really, he was coping with the fact he couldn’t follow you during the search for the kidnapper of your flings.
- This gave him an opportunity to get to know you though as you crossed paths often when waiting in the lobby for appointments.
- One day, he told himself he was going to try and greet you. It should be easy because you both used to know each other, right?
- But this lead to him dodging it as soon as he got near you.
- You could be thirty feet away and Craig was standing there, panicking in his head, his face the exact opposite with barely any emotion present. Contradicting his stoicism, his heartbeat was racing.
- Your eyes had glanced over and ended up locking with his, raising a brow like you were questioning him.
- Then he saw you get up and began to head over to him.
- He became extremely nervous and excited all at the same time, clearing his throat and taking a deep breath to ready himself before you were right in front of him.
- His blue eyes were intense and burrowed themselves into your head as you got to finally talk to the guy you’d been seeing around.
- Might have been an socializing assignment your therapist gave you so you can repair your relationship with people. Fucked up considering he’s the one that ruined it in the first place.
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“I remember you! You’re the guy that lived in my neighborhood! Your name’s Craig, right?” You gave him a chipper smile, taking off your headphones to rest them on your shoulders. Craig had froze and stared at you blankly before rushing to find something to respond with, “Uh, yeah, I happen to be that guy.” It came out more awkward than he had wanted it to but who could blame him? He was talking to the boy he had been immensely infatuated with for months now who was acting extremely casual.
You laughed in victory at the correct guess and placed out a hand for him to shake, telling him why you approached, “That’s great! I had been looking for some more friends actually as I’ve went through something a little while ago and it’s left me a bit lonely. You think you could be my friend?”
He didn’t know how to register what you were saying but he wasn’t upset about it in the slightest. Although, his mind wasn’t concluding this as you two being ‘friends’. Grabbing your hand, he shook it and forgot to not put so much force, ending up yanking you a little too forward.
Your face collided with his chest due to losing your balance, making him catch you, and help you regain it by making you hug him. It didn’t help that you were at his height too because as soon as you pulled back, your nose was almost touching his. His eyes were back to burning themselves into yours, an electric feeling running through you at the moment. ‘Why did he look at me like that?’ you wondered, ‘Like I’m the most interesting thing in the world.’
Craig had to hold himself back from doing anything stupid and last minute, tensing up and slowly getting you to move back to where you were by grabbing both of your shoulders. You blinked rapidly and muttered out an apology, “My bad, I didn’t mean to fall into you and stay there, you just got really pretty eyes man.” That wasn’t a lie, you did think the color was super nice to look at.
But this compliment hit him way harder than it should’ve. And he found himself beginning to blush, blurting out a compliment back before he could think, “So are yours.”
The both of you were becoming flustered, looking at each other for a minute until you thought of another topic to talk about, trying to save yourself from spawning a crush on the guy. “So, what do you like to do in your spare time?” you went for that. And instead of answering, he asked you another question, “Do you smoke?”
Your eyes went wide as you watched him reach into his pocket and pull out a blunt the size of a finger, staring at it in disbelief. This was the weirdest interaction you’ve had yet. And how did he know that you were okay with that? And smoked weed? Did you smell like it? All these questions ran through your head but at some point, you had to answer him, and free drugs were a hard thing to come by, so you were honest, “Yeah, I do.”
A part of you felt pumped about it while another was a bit weirded out. However, you forgot about it quickly as soon as the blue-eyed man started walking away. You began to follow behind him, keeping up enough to watch his back the entire way, and admiring the trees every second or so when you got bored.
It was quiet. Not a word exchanged between them. That was because Craig was over his head. He was piecing something together in his thoughts, forming a plan, one that wasn’t what you would call sane. But, that was because he simply wasn’t. He couldn’t pretend like he hadn’t been thinking of you in a certain way for a long time. Like he hadn’t killed for you because of it.
As he lead you to a nearby alleyway he went to when he wanted to watch you in private, his back turned and he was facing you again. This place was damp and dark, the smell not the best, but it was away from society. And that was perfect for this.
The ravenette rested against the wall and lifted the blunt in between his fingers to rest right on his lips before reaching into his pocket to pull out a lighter. He lit the end of it, resting the flame on the tip for a couple of seconds as he sucked in a huge cloud that left his mouth the second he blew it out.
Holding it out to you afterward, a trail of smoke drifted from the cherry while you took it in your own two fingers. You took a hit from it just like he did, knowing that this was a really good kind as soon as you tasted how smooth the bud was. Your eyes closed and you held it in for five seconds before letting it out until all the air escaped your lungs so you didn’t die from coughing.
Hissing through your teeth, you ended up still letting out a grunt and cleared your throat to ease the burn in the back of your throat. “Shit, that’s a pretty good strain, what is it?” you asked in the middle of your struggle.
Craig took another drag and doubled it while responding nonchalantly like it was nothing, “It’s called Azul. I grew it.” He glanced down at the blunt to check on its burning status and decided it needed another light.
After getting it bright again, he handed it back to you and let you take a couple more puffs, putting his hands in his pockets. An impressed look crossed your face and what he said piqued your curiosity, you asked like you didn’t believe him, “Really?? You’re a grower? Don’t you go to my school and dorms?” It seemed you were going to get along with this guy way more than you thought you would.
More time passed as the two of you progressively got higher and higher each pass, ending up with you laughing contagiously at a joke he had made about a lady that passed by. You would’ve normally quietly chuckled and try to contain it because of how mean it was as you didn’t want to feel bad. But, the state you were in was more than relaxed.
A small smile appeared on Craig while he watched you lose it, “Dude! That’s so messed up… Come on!” You hit his arm and rested your head on his shoulder from being out of it, mumbling into his sweater. He put out the blunt then because he knew that any more would be way too much. Once you got to lift your head and rest your chin on him, he turned his toward you.
He looked down, so close that you could feel his breath brushing against you, and that made your heart stop. Muttering quietly, his questions took a turn that you didn’t expect, “Have you ever kissed a guy before?” Almost instantly, you could feel your dick starting to rise, causing you to cover it with your hand while responding in an unsure tone, “No…”
When your eyes flickered down to his lips after the mention of it though, he was fast to press them against yours. You didn’t resist but you didn’t return it either. Letting him softly kiss you before he pulled away to conclude, “Now you have. How did it feel?”
It was like the oxygen had left you. You couldn’t wrap your mind around why you liked that so much. And the fact he tasted like raspberries was not helping. Was a guy really going to be the one that gave you the best kiss of your life?
He frowned when you took forever to answer, sighing through his nose, and pulling away with a rejected tone, “Fuck, well, sorry I made you question your sexuality, [Y/N].” Before he could get far, you grabbed his collar and made him go back to where he was but ended up overestimating how far you were tugging him. He stumbled forward and pushed you up against the wall, both of his hands landing on both sides of your head to catch himself while your noses touched.
Craig held a glare with you, confused. He didn’t understand why you weren’t saying anything but also refusing to kiss him back as well. Were you into it? Did you want to? You still couldn’t open your mouth to put it into words, in denial about what was happening. But, you gave him something to let him know that it wasn’t bad by returning the kiss gently.
You were barely brushing up into him like you were shy of the action. And he understood that it was because you hadn’t done it in a while so he savored what he could. You were kissing him. Finally, he had gotten what he wanted. He was the one locking lips with you. Not anybody else.
His hands drifted to your sides, slowly moving to your waist so he could hook his fingers at the bottom of your shirt. Knowing where this was going, a knot formed in your throat and you placed your hands on his chest to push him away. “I don’t know if I can go that far,” you finally said something. It wasn’t because you didn’t want to. It was because you couldn’t stop worrying about his safety. All that you could think about was his name in the news headlines and pictures of his chullo hat covered in blood laying in some bushes.
Your breathing went out of control and he could tell you were about to go into a panic attack, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he saw the signs, remembering them from the times you were in your dorm room crying about the interrogation months ago.
There was that guilty feeling in his chest. It made his heart heavy. He didn’t want you to feel like this. Especially when all this worry was for nothing. So, he decided to mumble out the best reassurance he could think of, “I don’t know what’s going on with you. I have no idea what had happened to that friendship we had for a minute back then too. You’ve been out of the loop for quite a while, [Y/N].” He moved back to stare directly at you with sincerity in his voice, “All I know is that kissing someone has never felt so right and if I could, can I make you feel safe enough to trust me with your body for tonight?”
That was the most convincing someone has ever been. And this high helped you calm yourself while using the breathing techniques your therapist gave. You bit your bottom lip before sighing out in frustration, looking around at where you were, and then exclaiming, “Fine! But, can we please do it somewhere else other than a fucking disgusting alleyway?”
Craig stared at you like you were crazy until his face twisted from holding back laughter, ending up bursting at the seams anyway as it sputtered out of him. “You’re right. This isn’t the place to be screwing a pretty boy like you,” he slyly said as he began to head out of the alleyway. You ran after him, trying to brush off what he said but still feeling the butterflies flutter in your stomach.
Eventually, the two of you made it inside of your dorm room, the Tucker locking the door behind you with a snide remark, “So, are you going to answer my question from earlier? How was kissing a boy for the first time?”
You forgot about that. Your mind flashing back to the memory of the kiss, vividly remember how soft his lips were, and how patient he was in his pace. He was aggressive but soft. A perfect mixture. Snapping out of it, you stammered out, “I hadn’t kissed someone in quite a while… Or well, a girl. And it was always quick-paced like they were in a rush to get to the good parts. But with you… Well, with a boy, it was like you couldn’t get enough. That, I think, made it practically impassable.”
What you said made Craig sit in your computer chair and stare at you in awe, reaching his hand up to pull off his hat, and placing it down on your desk. He reached out his hand for yours now and murmured, “Come over here and sit.” You walked over to him and took it, about to actually prop yourself down onto his lap before he stopped you right as you were. “Wait. I need to fix something,” he said as he went to unbutton your pants.
Taking in a sharp inhale through your nose , his hands wasted no time in tugging them off along with your boxers. “Fuck, you move fast. Hold on, let me prepare myself at least,” you sounded embarrassed and you were because your hard-on was so visible. He chuckled at that, “Okay then. I’ll get myself undressed while you can work on getting those off.”
Your eyes couldn’t help but get a look at Craig starting to take his jacket and shirt off, automatically checking him out, and to your surprise, he was pretty built. He noticed you staring and teased, “If you want to see all of it, get to moving, I want to see you too.” That was a bargain you couldn’t say no to, holding your breath as you gripped around the hem of your boxers.
Then you pulled them off, letting them fall to your ankles, tugging your shirt off afterward to get it out of the way. The only thing left on you was your socks and the same was for him a couple of seconds later.
He eyed you up and down with his blue orbs, reaching for your wrist, and pulling you back into touching your knees with his. Both of his hands placed onto your shoulders and began lowering you down until you were coming face-to-face with his huge dick, watching it twitch with a slightly ajar mouth.
“You’re going to have to get it wet if you want to go any further, pretty boy,” he whispered, grabbing your chin to guide your mouth toward him. You couldn’t believe you were doing this, opening wide before taking the tip and wrapping your lips around it. Craig grunted and put a hand on your head, gripping onto your hair to deal with the pleasure.
The texture was different than you expected to feel on your tongue but it was also satisfying in a way. And it didn’t take long for you to get into swallowing most of his length, easing it into your throat, and tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum the more you sucked.
Grabbing harder onto you, he moved his hips upward and made all of his dick go down into your mouth. This caused you to gag and jolt backward, coughing and making a face at him. “What the fuck, man,” you angrily said and got back up onto your feet.
However, Craig was extremely impatient by this point and he could no longer hold up the soft facade he had with you anymore. He stood up with you and within seconds, you were slammed down into your bed while his hand dug into your neck, tightening around your throat to make you choke more than you had on him.
Noises squeaked out of you while the air was leaving you, his other hand positioning himself to your ass and spitting on it to get you ready. He rubbed it around and made you shudder, having never been touched there which caused it to feel super sensitive.
He made both of your legs wrap around his waist once his tip began to push inside, slowly stretching your hole out as you grabbed his wrist to try and pull his hand off of you. It hurt so bad. His size bigger than most so it made it almost numbing the more he slid into you. Your eyes were struggling to stay open as you were close to passing out from the loss of oxygen.
That’s what made him stop. He removed his hand from your neck and balled up both of them into fists, punching them into the pillow your head was resting on while rearing his hips back. He made his entire dick slide out before forcing it back in, making it feel like he was tearing your ass apart from the roughness. You screamed out, “FUCK! CRAIG! WAIT! WAIT, IT HURTS!”
Slapping a hand to cover your mouth, he continued to ram himself over and over into you, watching you take him with several groans slipping out. He was frantic in his movements and made your bed sound like it was about to give up underneath the strength he put into fucking you.
He made you forget about the anxiety alright. Letting you know why you didn’t have to be afraid of him being taken away but rather be afraid of him altogether. At the same time, you were being fucked into liking it. The sweat, slapping from the colliding of skin, and the shaking of your legs set up the perfect scenery for him. He got to see you fucked out underneath him, because of him, all for him. And that was all he needed.
Leaning into your neck, he finally came to a slow pace and rocked up into your walls, gliding his fingers down your chest to play with your tip and the pre-cum on it. Craig was giving you a break, wrapping his palm around the base of your dick until he was pumping it up and down at the exact pace he was thrusting into you. The combined pleasure was enough to get you to moan out in relief, “Much better… Oh, god, that’s much better…”
Another rare smile lifted the corners of his mouth as he moaned with you, burying all of his length for a moment before pulling back again to quicken his speed. “That’s what happens when you’re being a good fuck toy,” he praised. Jerking you off faster and faster as well.
You buried your head into the pillow and felt him start to kiss around your Adam’s apple, littering them around until his teeth brushed around a spot that made you jump. When he found it, he bit into the sensitive area and that caused everything in you to unravel. Your cum shot out on your chest and landed in between his fingers, spreading across his hand, and some even getting on his lower stomach.
He continued to rail himself in you for another long minute before reaching his end alongside you, the warm fluid escaping him with a loud growl, “[Y/N]! Shit… You’re so.. fucking… perfect.” Once he was finished completely and everything had emptied out into your hole, he slid his dick out. Letting the cum spill out onto your sheets while collapsing next to you to rest. The both of you stared at each other in a daze for the last moments you managed to stay awake and as you were about to pass out, Craig had confessed to you, “I think I love you…”
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Sorry for any errors or misspellings! I had tried to rush through this little thing when I saw it was getting too long so progressively, it might’ve got worse. But, this is overall what I’ve been working on for a couple and I hope you enjoyed!
Stick around for some more if you want! I got plenty where that came from. And if you like the other fandoms I’m interested in, you would definitely want to follow. I’ll be releasing a lot of those soon!
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hi me again, I hope I'm not bothering you, can I request some Yandere Kyle, Kenny and Craig headcanons from a fem reader who is very affectionate with their siblings but rejects them completely? like she doesn't even like them touching her or something
Yandere Kyle, Kenny, and Craig with a s/o that is affectionate with their siblings but not them❤️🩹
I feel like I'm going to have to be using the Tumblr gifs at the moment until Tumblr fixes the tiny gifs that appear on Mobile tbh 😑
Warnings: Jealousy?
Gender: Female
💚 Kyle Broflovski 🍏
When you first refused to give him affection, he was confused. Did he do something? Are you mad at him? If you are, what can he do to make it up to you??
Those questions always ring through his head, until he saw you giving affection to his little brother Ike while completely ignoring him.
He then began to catch on that you're only giving affection to Ike instead of him.
While Ike is still a kid, he does like when your attention is focused on him. But he doesn't completely understand when you overdo it.
Kyle will definitely get jealous, even when it's his little brother. He doesn't like it that Ike is always receiving way too much affection from you instead of him.
But he knows that Ike is still a kid and doesn't know much about affection and what effects it have so he doesn't blame Ike too much.
While Kyle normally does become violent and aggressive towards the person who's stealing his s/o's attention or who's making him jealous in the first place. But hurting Ike is the last thing that will cross his mind, he still loves his little brother too much to do that.
He's going to still try his best to get you to give him some affection, If I'm being honest. He might start to become touch starved if nothing is working.
And if everything he does truly fails, it looks like he's going to have to go with the option of making Ike dislike you completely so he won't allow you to give him your unnecessary affection. 💚💚💚💚💚
🧡 Kenny Mccormick 🧀
Similar to Kyle, he is completely confused on why you won't give him affection at all when he always gives it to you so why?
But for Kenny, it took him quite a while to figure out that you prefer to give his little sister more affection than him.
Instead of him getting immediately jealous, he would try to spend more time around his sister hoping that you will finally give him the affection he deserves.
But you just went straight to giving Karen affection and acting like Kenny isn't even in the room to begin with.
Let me tell ya, Kenny is freaking out here.
He's going to be having a lot of questions running through his mind just like Kyle. Why won't you give him affection??? What did he do wrong?? Are you thinking about dating his sister instead??? Oh God I hope you're not thinking about doing that.
Kenny still doesn't get jealous, but he is becoming even more upset and sadder by the sec you refuse to show him any affection.
But that doesn't mean he's going to give up, you'll soon change your mind and give him the affection he wants someday....and you don't have a choice or option....🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡
💙 Craig Tucker 🐹
Not really disturbed by the fact of you rejecting to give him affection, he probably thought you were mostly in a bad mood or something so he didn't really think deep into it.
He slowly started to notice that something was up when he saw you giving affection to his sister Tricia, the Affection that you WERE supposed to give to him!
Okay okay, let's not get carried away...you're just probably giving her normal affection like friends would.
Yeah nope, he was wrong.
You're giving Tricia the kind of affection that you were supposed to be giving him.
He was honestly pissed but relieved when he heard his sister saying that she doesn't like too much affection being given to her so she pushes you away.
He is going to always use those opportunities whenever his sister pushes you away more often, like Kenny. He isn't going to give up. 💙💙💙💙
Sorry If Craig's was a bit short, I didn't know what else to write.
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Yandere Craig NSFW and SFW?
Yandere Craig Tucker
Warnings: dark themes, NSFW, MDNi, don’t sugarcoat this irl
Notes: Sorry if this took a while! Gender-Neutral since not specified. Struggled on the NSFW, so it’s a bit shorter.
SFW
When you first start dating Craig, you can barely tell what his true nature really is.
At first you thought that it was just the way he was, but it escalated into a way that you knew wasn’t him.
Craig would always have a hand on you, doesn’t matter where.
If you try taking his hand off of you, he will tighten his grip.
He has more of a silent jealousy. It only shows once it builds up, causing him to tug your body away from whoever you’re talking to.
Craig thinks that you shouldn’t have to talk to anyone else for that long, isn’t he good enough?
He really does love you, he just has a different way of showing it.
Craig even invites you into his friend group, just to make you feel more welcome.
You can see him eyeing his other friends, watching and making sure that they don’t try interacting with you too much.
Craig can be unreadable at times. Nobody can really tell what he’s thinking, not even his own family.
He doesn’t talk to you as much unless you start the conversation.
He isn’t good at talking, so he mainly buys you gifts to show your appreciation.
You always wonder how Craig knows so much about you, even things that you’re sure you haven’t told him.
He assures you that you’ve told him these things before, yet he’s really just been stalking you way before you both got together.
Craig doesn’t love you to the point where he would worship you, yet he doesn’t expect you to worship him either.
Not the type to get really bloody, only when provoked or in cases to protect you.
That’s what he says most of the time. Craig excuses everything by saying that he just wants to “protect you”, we both know this isn’t the case..
If you ever manage to leave him, Craig would go insane.
He’ll search the whole town, even state for you.
If you die, it’ll be worse.
You dying only proves to Craig that he couldn’t protect you well enough.
He still seems emotionless, yet he will cry over you in private.
You can’t leave him though, Craig won’t let you.
The tone of his voice his threatening enough to stay with him, even without listening to the threat he spews out.
“You told me that you liked this show a month ago, don’t you remember?”
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Craig can be really rough during sex, almost enough to hurt you.
He’s very degrading as well, there isn’t a time where he really apologizes for it; makes him more dominant than you.
If you’ve ever tried escaping in the past, you’ll most likely be tied up with either rope or chains.
Will most definitely mark you. Craig doesn’t care how visible or dark it is, that just makes it better to him.
Is more on the possessive side; he’s always muttering about how you’re his at the same time that he’s busy fucking you. He can’t help it..
Doesn’t fuck you often. Craig sees it as a reward for protecting you this long, really fucked up.
Very serious when intimate, don’t start cracking jokes around him.
There are rare times where Craig can be a bit affectionate. It really just depends on how he’s feeling.
When he is, he’s a lot less rough and degrading.
As much as Craig loves marking you, sometimes he wants to be marked too.
Hickeys, bite marks, scratches; anything like this can really just get him going.
To him, it’s proof that you both belong to each other and that you’re meant to be.
“Oh my God, bite me like that again..”
#south park x reader#south park#south park x y/n#south park smut#craig south park#craig tucker x reader#craig tucker#yan south park#yandere! south park#yandere southpark
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concept: yandere platonic kyle, kenny, stan, and cartman or just south park kids in general with their favourite/only normal teacher/adult in their life
The kids all deserve at least one competent adult in their life who they can go to and depend on knowing they’ll be there for them in the long run. Someone who genuinely just cares about the kids and wants nothing but the best for them.
The kids absolutely adore the Reader. At first no one thought twice about the arrival of a new teacher at their school but then after meeting the Reader they all feel drawn to them. The kids would all be jealous if the Reader wasn’t their teacher but rather a teacher for another class or even another grade altogether. The students who were lucky enough to be in the Reader’s class would be the prime targets of all the other kids’ aggression. Cartmen especially wouldn’t hold anything back from taking out his frustrations and jealousy on the kids who get to have the Reader all to themselves.
I could see Stan’s group, Craig’s group and Wendy’s group all fighting to have the Reader’s attention and be their favorite kiddos. But eventually they would put their rivalry aside to team up against the kids who are actually in the Reader’s class. They may even go as far as to boycott Garrison as well as the school altogether if they can’t have the Reader the way they want. They’d prefer to get Garrison to switch classes with the Reader so that their darling could be their teacher but if they can’t then they’ll just have to get rid of all the Reader’s students and get them to take up a co-teacher position with Garrison. They all could at least compromise to that.
Imagine all the kids’ parents growing obsessed with the Reader too or even the other teachers at the school? All the kids already have to deal with sharing the Reader with each other, that’s hell enough but now their parents are trying to weasel their way into stealing the only good adult figure in their life from them. Yeah, the kids aren’t going to be okay with that whatsoever. But then again a few of the kids may try to get their parent/parents to be romantically involved with the Reader that way the kid could have the Reader in their life in a way the others can’t.
#anxious answers#yandere stan marsh#yandere kyle broflovski#yandere eric cartman#yandere kenny mccormick#yandere butters stotch#yandere craig tucker#yandere tweek tweak#yandere clyde donovan#yandere jimmy valmur#yandere timmy burch#yandere token black#yandere wendy testeburger#yandere south park#yandere south park concept#yandere concept
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Requested but original requester forgot Anon:
Aged up as usual, takes place some time after high school.
Yandere! Craig Tucker vs Tweek Tweak with Old Classmate! Darling
Pairing: Romantic - Rivalry/Poly
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Manipulation, Obsession, Jealousy, Relationship rebounding, Violence, Poly, Blood, Forced relationship.
This can go two ways.
One where the two broke up due to something and are trying to move on.
And another where they're still dating and want to make you their third.
Let's talk about the rivalry first.
Craig is still a yandere that's hard as ever to read.
Tweek... well, he gets so nervous about the thought of you.
The growing crush he has on you eats him alive.
The two men had acknowledged you during their time at school.
You had talked with Craig's gang and liked to hang out with them.
You even supported Tweek and Craig's relationship when it was still going on.
You helped them talk out problems, you gave tips on classwork....
You were just a great classmate to them.
By the time graduation rolled around the two had gotten into a fight and broke it off.
You expressed concern for the two and offered to be a shoulder to lean on.
They still had your contact in their phones but were worried they may not see you again.
After all, once you graduate people become busy.
Despite this you made time to speak with them both.
At different times to prevent fighting, of course....
Craig doesn't entirely show it yet he's in a more vulnerable state after Tweek.
He starts to wonder if he fell for you.
He is softer when he talks and you think you're just talking like close friends.
When in reality Craig is trying to see how he can make a relationship with you work in his mind.
Were you always this attractive?
Tweek is the opposite.
Tweek shows his vulnerability to you easily.
He's shaking and sputtering about the break up.
You comforting him makes the shaking calm and he can talk easier.
When he gains a crush on you he feels worried.
Yet... surely you'll accept his feelings because you care for him, right?
He just hopes he can gain enough courage to ask you out.
Both of them are essentially rebounding.
They plan to use your affection and love to forget about the other.
Unfortunately their intentions backfire when they see each other with you.
They fight with each other and one lets it slip that they found someone else.
Which leads to the other admitting the same thing...
Then the moment your name slips from both their lips, they're fighting more.
Poor you... you have no idea the two men have a new reason to fight each other.
It's you.
Tweek gets more clingy with you while Craig is more snappy.
It's going to take some time for you to try and get them to talk about the issue.
Even when one does admit it, what do you even do?
You don't like seeing them fight each other-
There's so much blood to clean up....
You'd still need to choose between the two and you don't know what to do-
You just wish they'd forget about the crush they have on you, their classmate from long ago...
They most likely won't anytime soon.
Then there's the poly scenario-
Starts similar, you're a good friend to the couple.
You support their relationship and help them whenever they need it.
They start to act strange around you, however....
A fantasy the two have is asking you to be their third.
Tweek brought it up at one point and Craig considered it.
You notice them in class trying to sit closer to you.
At one point you end up sitting between them.
You ask them about it and they tell you not to worry about it.
They both wanted to be close to you this time.
They don't reveal their plans until after graduation.
They call you up to meet, somewhere private most likely.
Then they admit they want you to join them.
Not wanting to somehow ruin their relationship, you're hesitant.
You shake your head and try to decline...
But Tweek seems to be shaking more than usual and Craig has a deadly glint in his eyes.
Out of fear you accept, the two smiling before taking your hands.
Tweek holds one hand, Craig holds the other.
They'll be sure to keep you between them and them only.
Anyone who talks about you is targetted....
Tweek is the most affectionate out of the two.
Craig reciprocates if he is given it first.
They love you like they love each other.
Nothing can take you away from them, even if blood coats their hands.
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YANDERS CRAIG AND TWEEK PLSSS🙏🙏🙏🙏🫶🫶
𝓞𝓴🫶🫶👍👍
𝓗𝓶𝓶𝓶 𝓕𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓱 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓑𝓽𝔀😶
𝓜𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓼𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓻𝓷 :(
𝓨𝓐𝓝𝓓𝓔𝓡𝓔!𝓒𝓡𝓔𝓔𝓚 𝓧 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓𝓔𝓡♡
꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷
𝓣𝓦:𝓚𝓘𝓓𝓝𝓐𝓟𝓟𝓘𝓝𝓖,𝓜𝓤𝓡𝓓𝓔𝓡,𝓢𝓣𝓐𝓛𝓚𝓘𝓝𝓖.
☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*
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Your ours now~. -Craig and Tweek♡
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♡•𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓯𝓸𝓻 2 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝔀, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼. 𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓳𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶(Dang they get jealous easily :0)𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓸 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝔂'𝓪𝓵𝓵.•♥︎
♡•𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓣𝓥 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓷 10 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓭 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓷 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓼𝓱 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶. "Wait what-??...." 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓾𝔃 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓷•♥︎
♡•𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶. 𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓚𝔂𝓵𝓮 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓯𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓴𝓲 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓣𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝔂 𝓜𝓬𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓔𝓻𝓲𝓬 𝓒𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰.𝓐𝓵𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓱 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓔𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪 𝓳𝓸𝓴𝓮. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼•♥︎
♡•𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮: "Love us~" "I'll will kill for you~" 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓥 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓹𝓼. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓢𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓷𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓡𝓸𝓸𝓶. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝔂 𝓻𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓾𝓽 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓹𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝓭 𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓴 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓯𝓯. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓾𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽.𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰'𝓼 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓑𝓽𝔀.•♥︎
♡•𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓾𝓹 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽. 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾. "It looks like you awake now~"-𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰."Craig and Tweek you were the ones murdering students-???"-𝓨𝓸𝓾. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓱 𝓷𝓸𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼. "It looks like your ours now darling~." 𝓘'𝓶 𝓼𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝔀. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝔂, 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭,𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓫𝓽𝔀. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓬𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓷𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓫𝓽𝔀.•♥︎
꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷
𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓷<3
𝓑𝓻𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓔𝓧𝓣𝓡𝓔𝓜𝓔𝓛𝓨 𝓬𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝔂 𝓫𝓽𝔀. 𝓟𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓬𝓮. 😭😭😭
𝓐𝓷𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 ����𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓹𝓽. 2-??
☆𝓛𝓐𝓜𝓔 𝓖𝓞𝓞𝓕𝓨 𝓣𝓐𝓖𝓩 ❗️❗️★
#⊰🍚⊱𝟏𝟗𝐑𝟎𝐙𝟒#creek x reader#tweek x reader#yandere south park x reader#yandere south park#yandere x reader#Craig x reader#WOW TWO CLINGY YANDERES MALES#Im bored now
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Hi, if youre open, could you maybe write yandere Craig Tucker?
yandere craig tucker: “yaoi”
content warnings: yandere, male reader, sexual themes, high school au, everyone’s 18+, brief homophobia?, super short and drabble-y,
“Woah, I never knew that Craig, yknow… swung that way.”
“I totally called it on Craig, but Y/N? I never woulda expected that…”
“Have they ever even talked to each other? I never would’ve guessed that they’re getting it on!”
The rumors spread like wildfire, following the fanart that their school’s “otaku” girls had published for the entire school to see, depicting Craig and yourself as passionate lovers.
Which, in fact, was totally insane. You’d never even been friends with Craig, let alone the things these girls have fantasized up.
Craig stares at the sketch art in his hands, you peering over his shoulder in confusion, a confused and disgusted look on his face. There’s several small, scribbled doodles across the page. You and Craig holding hands while walking across the street (and you looking meek as you cling to his arm like a child), kissing in the rain as Craig shields you with an umbrella, and a particularly raunchy one, your hands in his hair while he’s on his knees, doing something he sees as repulsive.
“Dude, I didn’t know you two were gay!” Clyde exclaims dramatically.
“I’m not!” Craig argues, just as confused as the rest of his friends are.
“I’m not either.” You insist, crossing your arms. “At least not for him.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
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“Hi.” Craig says simply, finding himself standing with one of the fangirls behind the school nearly two weeks later.
“Hi!”
He hands her a five dollar bill, meeting her eyes without an ounce of shame. She grins and accepts it, handing him a piece of sketchbook paper in exchange.
Craig looks down at the paper, inspecting the full body, colored drawing of you and himself, him holding you bridal style on the back of a giant Guinea pig in the middle of an ocean.
His commission was a creative one, if nothing else.
“Thanks. Does he really have that?” Craig points at the drawing of you, particularly at a little birthmark on your collarbone.
“Yeah! He used to be on the swim team and so I found one of his old team pictures!”
“Cool…” Craig stares intently at the drawing, cherishing it. He knows that you’d never be some submissive, wimpy, damsel in distress-type guy, but it’s a nice fantasy for him.
He’s not even sure what changed in the two weeks, going from barely caring about you to crushing hard. Maybe it was the way you laughed and reveled in the strange fanart, or the way you furiously denied being Craig’s boyfriend to others, unlocking his hidden feelings and igniting the jealousy he never knew was there.
“Can you draw him holding my Guinea pig?”
#tw yandere#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere south park#yandere south park x reader#yandere sp#yandere craig Tucker
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Calm before the Inkstorm
Pre-war yan! Octavio x reader x platonic pre-war yan! Craig
Chapter 1: Sunny days…
TW: Possessive relationships, toxic mentalities,slight abuse of power, Typical Yandere shenanigans on both sides
I do not condone any of the actions in this series! If you are in a relationship like this please seek out help!
Certain parts are heavily inspired by Dissonant melodies by DriftingNova
Y/N=your name
T/C=tentacle color
E/C=eye color
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Where did everything go so wrong… Why did things turn out this way… This war should never have happened, how many signs did I ignore to reach this point…
~Four years prior~
The day was a sunny one, hardly any clouds in the sky, in a castle overlooking a quaint seaside village two figures converse in the garden, an Octarian prince and an inkling gardener. The prince, Octavio, is seated on a platform beneath the tree, his octobrush leaned up to the platform and an instrument laid out in front of him, the inkling meandering about tending to the various flora around the yard. Octavio watches them with a bored expression leaning his dead against one of his fists, it does not take long for the boredom to win him over.
“y/n, come sit with me I know you’ve already finished your duties for the day so why not take a break?”, the prince calls out from his seat, patting the space next to him with his free hand.
“Your highness that would be improper of me to do, i’m just a gardener after all not a noble”, Y/n replies, a small tinge of amusement in their voice hearing the young prince groan in exasperation.
“As if, don’t make me have to order you to take a break.”, he argued back, a bit annoyed at the Inkling’s refusal to sit with him.
“Prince Octavio with all due respect I need to finish pruning these flowers, if I don't remove the withered buds the plant won’t redirect that energy to the healthy ones.” Y/n calmly explained.
They continued their work not hearing the prince stand up and begin to walk up to them until he wrapped his arms around their waist and lifted them up and carried them over to the platform despite their protests.
“Your highness put me down! We could be seen! What would your advisors think if they saw this?!”, y/n scolded the young man who merely laughed in response.
“Ah let them! They can’t say shit to me, I’m the crown heir so they have to listen to me!”, Octavio laughed as he sat back down, not releasing the inking, setting them in his lap, “besides you’ve been working all morning and haven’t stopped once to take a break, so now i’m making ya take one. Been working on more music and I want you to hear it.”
“And you couldn’t play it while I was working?”, y/n questioned not believing that to be his only motive.
“Nope, you’re gonna stay right here and listen”, the cheeky grin could practically be heard as he let go and let y/n move to the spot next to him before beginning to play, a beautiful tune filling the space with a calming atmosphere. Closing their eyes y/n lightly swayed listening to the prince play. Their bond was a mystery to those who saw them, but it was clear to many they were close, both having grown up together despite their very different lifestyles.
The peaceful atmosphere was quickly interrupted when an unknown voice speaks up from behind the duo, “Wow you play really good!”
In response Octavio whirls around grabbing his weapon and pointing it at the intruder, an inkling male with white tentacles and gold eyes, he’s fairly scrawny wearing travelers gear. “Back off! What do you want?! Are you a burglar? An assassin?”Octavio demanded, positioning himself between the stranger and y/n.
Stuttering the inkling replies, “a-an assassin? N-No I’m a… I’m a fan of your music?”
Lowering the brush slightly the confused prince looks at the inkling saying, ”My what?”
Recomposing himself, the inkling smiles and explains, “I heard a heavenly melody in the wind, so I followed your song to this courtyard! You have some real talent!”
“But how did you get security clearance?”,Octavio asks, relaxing a bit but staying on guard a bit, keeping his position between the two.
Holding up a peace sign with a confident smile the inkling states, “Oh, I just snuck in!”
Both look at him deadpanned before Octavio calls for the guards to throw the intruder out. Unfortunately dropping a notebook in the process which the prince picks up curiously when the courtyard quiets once more.
“Oh no, poor guy must've dropped it when he was being dragged out. Maybe I should bring it to the front doors to retu-”, Y/n starts but is interrupted not long after.
“No i’m sure he’ll be back for it, kinda curious what's in it.” Octavio says, still looking at the journal.
“That feels like an invasion of privacy, your highness”, Y/n says concerned.
“The guy jumped the wall just to tell us he was a fan of my music, I think that warrants reading it to know exactly how he got in”, Octavio says back, not swayed by their concern, opening the book to take a look inside.
“I’m just going to get back to work… I don’t feel comfortable looking through some poor soul’s personal property”, Y/n states, picking the pruning shears back up to continue pruning the plants around the courtyard.
“You’re too nice y/n, you gotta know when to make the tough calls for the safety of yourself and others”, Octavio states not looking up from the page he’d landed on. Y/n doesn’t reply to his comment, focusing on their work. Naturally as the prince had predicted, the inkling came back for his journal, jumping the wall like the day before. Octavio waited with his arms crossed, a deadpan look on his face as the other male climbed down the wall, “So being tossed out once wasn’t enough to teach you a lesson?” The inkling spooked by Octavio’s statement pleads with him, “I know I know i’m sorry! But I lost my journal and I was hoping-” Not letting the inkling finish Octavio tossed the journal at him, it landing square in the poor guy’s face.
”Here, I wrote a couple of verses. Some parts could use some more work, but all in all your lyrics ain't half bad.” Octavio responded.
“You…” the inkling began, “You like my songs?”, his eyes now twinkling.
“I think they’re acceptable. Craig. Don't get too full of yourself.” Octavio replied a bit annoyed.
Reeling back in shock Craig stammers “H-HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?!”
“IT’S WRITTEN ON THE COVER YOU AIRHEAD!” Octavio yells back. From the door to the castle a laugh can be heard, the duo turning to see that y/n had arrived just at the tail of the conversation. This distracts the two long enough to calm down a bit before continuing as y/n walks over to join them.
“I-I see! Well Craig’s fine and all but I prefer to be addressed as cap’n”, Craig says, a sweat drop falling from the embarrassment of forgetting he’d written his name on his journal. “What are you the captain of..?”
“Captain of fresh rhymes!” Craig states striking a pose making y/n chuckle at the silly antics of the man. Octavio gets a slight frown before eventually cracking up at Craig’s antics as well.
“Alright then if THIS is what we’re doin’… I guess that makes me the Sovereign of Spicy Beats! You can call me Prince Octavio” holding his hand out for Craig to shake, which Crain initially goes to grab saying with a smile “It’s always a pleasure to meet a fellow music lover! I…” he freezes mid sentence pulling away a bit like he’d just thought of something confusing both y/n and Octavio.
“I, ah…”, Craig stammers lost in thought, “hmmm”
“Hellooo, what are you-“, Octavio starts before being startled by Craig grabbing Octavio’s hand in both of his hands with a grin before exclaiming, “Let’s start a band!” To the surprised Octavio who looks to y/n in confusion. “I mean it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try tav, it might be fun!”, y/n says trying to assure Octavio, Craig taking note of the nickname before asking, “are you two a-“ to which both end up growing flustered before Octavio pulls Craig close to whisper sternly, “you are not to tell a soul ok? They’d lose their job if we got discovered by the council, got it?”
“Crystal clear, secret is safe with me!” Craig states making a zipping motion over his lips.
“Good, then I accept the proposition. I don’t have anything better to do and it can get pretty boring around here.” Octavio says releasing Craig who’s now once again grinning.
“Oh this is gonna be great!”, he exclaims, excited to have a new friend and band mate.
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Nick Valentine having to deal with Kellog's personality taking him over sometimes, acting on those feelings he starts to develop for Sole Survivor!Darling and Nick having to push those urges out of his head. How do you even act on sexual desire when you don't have the equipment to do that? Still, he worries that one day he won't be able to fight hard enough.
Dean Domino who is such an egotist that when he sees how capable the Courier is, he wants to keep them close. Find a way for them to owe him a favor or two. Make them think they need him, the same way he manipulated Vera into being a tool for him to use as he pleased. It's been 200 years since he saw another living being that wasn't trying to kill him or strap a bomb collar to his neck, and even if his willpower is strong he's still a man. And that scraggly jumpsuit on Courier's body somehow manages to fill out in all the right places...
Boone who becomes more protective of Courier after his companion quest because he has someone who means so much to him again, and even if they can protect themselves better than Carla could he still hates the thought of losing them. He'll take anything and anyone out that tries to go after them with a well-placed bullet, and he always has an eye out for anyone who might be giving them trouble---even if Courier insists that some guys or girls ogling them doesn't mean he has to give those people a death glare.
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I've been wanting an au of yandere creek idk :3
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Arcade, Boone, and Raul As Yandere's
➼ Word Count » 0.5k
➼ Warnings » Manipulation, Mentions of Substance Abuse, Obsessive Behavior, General Yandere Themes
➼ Genre » Yandere, Whumpee/Whumper
Arcade isn't someone who would kill needlessly, instead, he'd try to slowly manipulate you into 'falling in love' with him with little things that'd influence you to see him as higher than others. It'd start off with snide comments about the people you surround yourself with, little pieces that might make you second guess who you've put your trust in. He'd also be condescending toward you. You're too dumb to wander the wasteland without him, so just let him make some of your decisions for you. Honestly, you should feel honored that he's even agreeing to help you out, there are plenty of others who require his assistance yet he's here with you. He's not above lying about you having a terminal illness to extort more control over you, although he is above infecting you with a sickness. The furthest he'd ever go would be making you addicted to a substance, whether that be drugs or alcohol.
"Oh, please, haven't you seen the way they talk? They'll ditch you the first chance they get and I'll be here when they do."
Boone is the most assertive out of the three and he's not subtle about how he feels, you'll immediately recognize when his obsession with you starts. He'll refuse to let you out of his sight and will try to scare you into compliance with threats of the Legion. He'll tell you his own detailed war stories just to shake you up. He also isn't gonna care about how you feel toward someone, if he sees them as a threat then he's gonna snipe them, even if it causes you to weep for days on end. You're his and therefore he'll decide what happens to you and who you hang out with. The sooner you understand that, the better.
"You leave and before you know it, the Legion'll grab you. You don't know them like I do, so if you want to live you'll listen."
Raul is very calm and very aware of how unhealthy his feelings are, although, he tries to justify them in his mind. As the old world disappears, so do old world norms, in that sense, maybe what he's feeling isn't so unhealthy considering your surroundings? It's all just a matter of perspective. He only does what he does for your benefit, it’s only natural to feel the way he does in a world so skewed. He won't try and convince you to think anything different, he'd more or less just stick around and ensure you don't get into trouble. Outwardly he'd more or less just seem like an overprotective dad but when your back is turned he's threatening people like there's no tomorrow. Just simple 'reminders' on what he'll do if they try something against you. You'd have to squint to see the change in personality, though, he's so careful about what shows and what doesn't.
“I dunno, boss, the guy was here then he wasn't. Come on now, what could I have done to make him feel threatened?”
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Could you write the Yandere alphabet of Tweek and Craig? thank you very much (btw have a happy new year <3)
Yandere Creek Alphabet 💙💛🩸❤️🩹💔
Warnings: mentions of kidnapping and murder
Gender: Neutral
💛 Craig and Tweek 💙
Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?
At first, they preferred to stay as a couple since they weren't really into poly relationships.
But that was until they immediately changed their minds after seeing you for the first time, they still weren't sure about it though but after the poly relationship started with you and them they didn't regret it one single bit.
As for them giving affection, Craig is always down with cuddling you and Tweek together. He also lets you cuddle him if you wanna take over and be the big spoon.
Tweek is nervous when Craig is not present at the moment during your cuddling sessions. He's afraid he might cuddle you uncomfortably or you might be annoyed at him for feeling anxious even though it's just you both cuddling.
Please give Tweek some reassurance that he's doing alright 🥺
Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?
They are pretty much soft yanderes when it comes to you.
They aren't a huge fan of murdering their victims physically, like Kenny in my last yandere alphabet with him. Craig and Tweek prefer to kill their victims where the blood or evidence won't get on them.
Washing their clothes and getting rid of evidence that is on them is a real pain in the butt you know?
Their killings aren't really messy, they're in fact clean and straightforward.
Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?
Goodness no!
Why would they mock you?
Sure they may have kidnapped you, but that doesn't mean they would go out of their way to degrade you like a helpless animal, even If you try to escape from them.
Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?
Anything that will involve you trying to escape.
Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?
Tweek would be the most vulnerable one in this scenario.
Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?
You could do anything, and they still wouldn't let you leave them.
They're loyal asf.
Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?
No
Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
Oh, probably when you did something really uncalled for and made them both snap at you and made you sleep on the couch crying yourself to sleep for hours.
Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?
They don't mind any future with you, as long as you're by their side.
They can already tell their future is going to be amazing.
Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?
Yep they do get jealous, but not jealous enough to kill that particular person on the spot.
Unless that person really pushed their jealousy to the next level.
Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?
They're drowning you in kisses and affection all day, and you can't do anything about it >:C
Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?
They approached and talked to you normally like any other person would before they began to develop highly feelings for you.
Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?
Tweek almost made it seem obvious a few times, but he got better at hiding over time like Craig.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
Punishment? Nah.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
None, your free darling. But not free enough to be allowed to leave ☺️
Patience: How patient are they with their darling?
As patient as a porcupine 🤗🤗☺️
Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?
Their relationship wouldn't be the same without you, they both loved you so much but since you're gone. They can't even stay together.
Craig and Tweek would both break up with each other and go separate ways.
Sorry, but it wouldn't be the same without you...
Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?
Tweek does feel guilty for kidnapping and shutting you away from the world like this.
But if he ends up having a certain mood swing, he wouldn't feel bad nor guilty about it.
Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?
The protective side got the better of them, if it didn't they wouldn't be on the edge of being yanderes.
Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?
Let's be honest, Tweek would probably be freaking out the most and think it would be his fault that you're isolating yourself from them both.
Craig would calm him down and reassure him, before he talks you into stop isolating yourself.
Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?
No
Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?
You might have to play your cards right with this one.
Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?
🫤👉❌ No
Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?
They would mostly be friends with you for like a couple of weeks before they took it to the next level of asking you to be in a poly relationship with them.
Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?
2 months
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
No means no.
Haven't done a yandere alphabet in ages, tbh.
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Masterlist
Stan Marsh
Stan Marsh x GN!Reader Younger Sibling HCs (platonic)
Stan Marsh x GN!Reader Their Child HCs (platonic)
Stan Marsh x GN!Reader Twin Sibling HCs (platonic)
Stan Marsh x GN!Reader Kid In Fights HCs (platonic)
Stan Marsh x GN!Reader Younger Sibling HCs (platonic) (POST-COVID)
Stan Marsh x GN!Reader Scared of the Dark HCs (romantic)
Stan Marsh x GN!Reader NSFW Alphabet (romantic)
Stan Marsh x Fem!Reader Touch Starved HCs (romantic)
Kyle Broflovski
Kyle Broflovski x GN!Reader Their Child HCs (platonic)
Kyle Broflovski x GN!Reader Twin Sibling HCs (platonic)
Kyle Broflovski x GN!Reader NSFW Alphabet (romantic)
Kenny Mccormick
Kenny Mccormick x GN!Reader Their Child HCs (platonic)
Kenny Mccormick x GN!Reader Twin Sibling HCs (platonic)
Kenny Mccormick x GN!Reader Kid In Fights HCs (platonic)
Kenny Mccormick x GN!Reader Scared of the Dark HCs (romantic)
Kenny Mccormick x GN!Reader NSFW Alphabet (romantic)
Kenny Mccormick x Fem!Reader Touch Starved HCs (romantic)
Eric Cartman
Eric Cartman x GN!Reader Younger Sibling HCs (platonic)
Eric Cartman x GN!Reader Their Child HCs (platonic)
Eric Cartman x GN!Reader Twin Sibling HCs (platonic)
Eric Cartman x GN!Reader Kid In Fights HCs (platonic)
Eric Cartman x GN!Reader Younger Sibling HCs (platonic) (POST-COVID)
Butters Stotch
Butters Stotch x Fem!Reader Adopted Sibling HCs (platonic) (POST-COVID)
Craig Tucker
Craig Tucker x GN!Reader SFW and NSFW HCs (romantic)
Craig Tucker x GN!Reader SFW and NSFW HCs (romantic) (Yandere)
Tweek Tweak
nothing yet..
Clyde Donovan
nothing yet..
Wendy Testaburger
Wendy Testaburger x Fem!Reader Touch Starved HCs (romantic)
Poly Relationships
nothing yet..
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Yandere AU?
Inspired by your local angst-driven manhua
#digital art#digital illustration#south park fanart#south park#tweek tweak#craig tucker#craig x tweek#yandere#may be triggering#idk man
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Craig from South Park romantic concept, please?????
Sure! Aged up as usual, this may take place after a break up with Tweek but it's left vague. Up to you! Hope you like it anyway.
Yandere! Craig Tucker Concept
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Stalking, Violence, Manipulation, Threats, Murder, Slight jealousy, Forced relationship.
Craig is someone who's hard to read.
He's stoic and apathetic, he rarely shows emotion unless it's something like anger.
He's also rarely smiling and often looks bored.
In fact he prefers to be left alone.
If he had an obsession it would be under the radar for a long time.
Craig wouldn't show it to anyone including his obsession.
Craig would be observing and slightly jealous at times.
It's really hard to get a yandere behavior for him as he isn't very emotional.
He's unpredictable which makes him a bit of a wild card to his darling.
Not even close friends really know what he's thinking in terms of you.
Craig would stalk but not really obsessively.
Some days he just wants to follow you.
If you ask about it he'll say it's a coincidence or tell you not to worry about it.
You'd think he hates you as he has such a blank and bored stare.
He also flips you off sometimes.
Craig does care for you, it's just in his own way.
Unpredictable yanderes can be dangerous.
They're either so insane they're unpredictable...
Or they are nearly unreadable in personality.
Craig happens to be the second one.
Although the obsession is there.
He keeps note on who's around you from a distance.
Craig is a skilled fighter and is sometimes violent when pushed.
If he didn't like someone around you then he'd plan a way to beat them up.
Only then do they know how obsessive he is of you.
Craig has a crush on you but not many know it.
Mostly because if they did then they run the risk of Craig finding out-
Craig feels he'll tell you when he wants to.
For now he's happy just watching you from a distance.
Although at some point he is going to show more hints.
Craig is around you a lot more when he feels ready to ease into his crush.
You even become part of Craig's gang (Clyde, Jimmy, Tolkien, and Tweek I think).
It's strange to join the group but Craig says you'll fit in.
It's really just a way to get you closer.
When he is eventually affectionate, it's minimal.
Quick hugs, a kiss, arm over the shoulder, he isn't really one for it.
Craig just likes your company when he eventually gets you to date.
It takes awhile for him to show you he loves you.
Although he continues to beat people up around you in private.
His gang actually begins to fear the rumors about him.
Even Tweek starts to fidget more than normal.
You have no idea how dangerous Craig can be and he's next to you all the time.
Even when you're dating he's still violent.
You can only hope someone doesn't set him off.
He doesn't have anger issues, in fact it's hard to tell.
You just have no idea when he decides he's jealous enough to bother.
Craig is the type of yandere that's dangerous when he wants to be.
He'd pick fights or even murder in private and there's enough rumors that people stay away.
Which is fine for him, it keeps people away from you.
He likes that.
Craig probably would not kidnap unless he needs to and he's only affectionate in small amounts.
If you tried to leave him, he'd threaten you.
Not like a threat full of anger or sadness...
But a threat so void of emotion it frightens you.
In the most deadpan voice ever, Craig could threaten to lock you in his house or hurt your family if you left.
Which leaves you silent, almost peeing yourself, while Craig goes off to do something else.
While Craig is unpredictable he'll watch his behavior if you keep your attention on him.
You don't really have a choice anyways with his threats... which he will definitely see through to the end.
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Yandere Team-ups: Mat Sella & Craig Cahn
Calm, cool and collected
Both by themselves are calm yanderes to have and with them working together they will either become crazier or calmer.
Both can easily get close to their darling with and without each other.
When it comes to someone, they don’t trust someone around their darling. Both have each other ‘s backs when it comes to trying to keep the person away. Whether it’s putting their two cents into how untrustworthy the person is, anything else that they can show that the person isn’t a good one to be around.
Both are soft and somewhat spoiling towards their darling.
Both want to always be around their darling so both make up excuses to do so or try to make plans with their darling as much as they can.
#yandere#yandere teamups#dream daddy#yandere dream daddy#mat sella#yandere mat sella#craig cahn#yandere craig cahn
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