#craig tucker x male reader
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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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How abt general headcanons of Tweek and Craig having another bf(like poly🤝) and what they would do on the daily etc etc 👍and said Bf/reader is very crafty and often makes them stuff like necklaces,Hats, and more
creek x reader; general headcanons
I actually can't express how happy I am to write this, tweek and craig my Skrunklies
gender: masculine
warnings: talk about anxiety
☆-day to day life with craig and tweek:
hang out with them is a daily routine, really
days, where you don't go to one of your houses, are very rare
both aren't very big on affection
except for physical
always holding hands, always hugging, always having an arm slung one another, physical affection is their way of showing they appreciate you
you always pair up in group works- most teachers allow you to do a group of 3, since the class isn't even anyways
on the rare occasion that you can't do a group of 3, you mourn over it, like you guys are never seeing each other again
if any of you 3 get sick, the other 2 will come and nurse them back to health
you guys always find a way to listen to music together
and awkwardly sing along to it
the whole class hates you guys for doing that
movie/series marathons every month
sleepovers are normally at craig's house
tweek's house is a taboo ( last time you were there, craig nearly attacked tweeks parents)
also they love your little handmade gifts
tweek displays them openly (not that you can see them, like I said, tweeks house is a taboo)
craig, while trying to act all cool and not completely touched by it, has a box filled with all the stuff you made him, that has hearts drawn all over it
both aren't necessarily people that try to payback with anything big
occasional dates planned by both of them (filled with tweek worrying, it's not good enough for you) or a bouquet of flowers, they split the bill for
as father nr.3 you get stripe every third week (1. craig 2. tweek 3. you)
once you built stripe the cutest guinea pig cage and your boyfriends officially gave you the title, of the person that keeps the house in order ( malewife reader? 🤨 /j)
craigs family loves you btw
I like to imagine that craig and tweek balance out perfectly, when it comes to helping you with stuff
tweek is more understanding, more emotionally connected and craig is the more logical one, that gives great advice
definitely a chaotic relationship, but both love you genuinely and are big cutie patooties
me rambling about being a silly little gay guy
#south park#south park x reader#tweek tweak#craig tucker#creek#creek south park#tweek x craig#tweek x reader#craig x reader#x reader#male reader#fanfiction#fanfic
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could i req craig w a male reader who’s super affectionate & even ends up buying a guinea pig of his own so stripes has a friend, if this sound stupid i’m soso sorry TT ur writings r rlly cute
— craig w a super affectionate reader
hcs : male reader
a/n : THSI IS SO CUTE I LOVE IT SM!! this was definitely one of the most enjoyable fics I've written tysm anon mwah
hes so grateful for u! no one has ever made him feel so loved and cared for like you do
when you two start dating, he'll get pretty confused or awkward when you act all affectionate and touchy. but he grows to love it!
adores holding your hand and intertwining pinkies w you <3 also a very big fan of cuddling when you guys are alone.
sometimes you'll pick him up and carry him bridal style just for shits and giggles. he'll get all flustered at first, but then demand you to carry him after awhile.
he loves when you surprise hug him from behind, especially if you're taller/bigger than him.
absolutely ecstatic when you buy your own guinea pig for stripe. he will literally get down on his knees and propose right then.
he will visit you every chance he gets so stripe can play with his new little friend! (and to spend time with you ofc.)
I hc that craigs parents dont let him bring stripe outside the house because of one incident where his past guinea pig got um... into an accident.
so when he wants to bring stripe over to yours he literally shoves the thing into his pocket and walks out trying to look as normal as possible with a guinea pig in his jacket pocket.
his parents just look at each other and give him the side eye 💀 but he couldn't care less
movie nights and cuddles.
you and him will be snuggling while stripe and your guinea pig lay in between u guys, just like a little family <33
you guys definitely dress stripe and your guinea pig up in silly matching clothes.
when hes busy doing anything he'll drop stripe off at your house so it doesn't get lonely.
sometimes you'll teach the little guy a few tricks and excitedly show them off to craig when he gets back!
his heart literally explodes when you do
you both spoil the shit out of the little creatures.
literally putting together your guy's money just to buy them all the toys possible!
he gives your guinea pig just as much affection as stripe (probably even more sometimes...)
overall you both are just two little silly guys doing silly things with your silly pets :3
#— elys works#south park#south park x reader#south park x reader fluff#craig tucker#craig tucker x reader#stripe south park#x reader#male reader#south park x male reader#south park x you#craig tucker hcs#mlm#south park x y/n#south park hcs
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Nah but fr if the male reader caught Clyde in his room stealing his clothes or accessories, he'll pick him up, carry him to the other room where others are, sit him down, and lock his room so that he wouldn't come. 💀
Craig team with 1 year older, tall, rich, outgoing male reader.
Cuddles. Image: they are sitting and the male reader comes up quietly, sit down behind them, and hugs them while hiding his face in their neck, cause either he had a bad day or is just tired. 🤭
I literally feel like he would carry them just like some puppies, like when he wants to go to another room (this is an example XD) he just stands up and picks them up one by one and carries them to the room, when he is done he act like nothing happened and continues do what he wants too. Sometimes when he gets cold and his hands get the coldest, he likes to put them onto their back neck or under the shirt to warm up. I mean it doesn't matter where, but they won't escape cause he leans into them or holds them. (The suffering😭)
The hairstyle:
The clothes:
The earrings:
I Heard Your Beauty Inspired An Artistic Movement Called "Perfectionism".
Team Craig with a rich cuddly s/o🥰🖤💝
Warnings: None
Gender: Male
💙❤️ Craig and those guys 💛🤎🖤
They honestly see you as a puppy that craves for attention, they find it so cute 🥺
They would be pretty embarrassed to be picked up and held like a puppy, but since it's you they don't mind it that much. You'd be careful when holding Jimmy since he's disabled and wearing crutches, make sure to not drop him. 😅
But you just wanted to pick them up and take them to another room for affection and whatnot, you could've just asked, they don't mind showering you with love.
You like cuddling inside their shirt as they're wearing it? They definitely get flustered at that.
When you're distracted by the others, Clyde would use this as an opportunity to sneak into your closet and steal some of your accessories to wear. He likes wearing your stuff tbh.
If you find out though, you would just pick him up and bring him to the others and lock your closet so he doesn't steal your stuff again, but he might picklock it ;-;
If you put a password on your closet, Clyde would definitely eavesdrop on you typing out the password so when you leave, he'll enter the code to get inside your closet.
Your stuff isn't safe from Clyde 😭🖤🤎💛❤️💙
Sorry this was short, and I apologize for not doing your request sooner.
#south park x reader#south park#craig tucker x reader#token black x reader#clyde donovan x reader#tweek tweak x reader#jimmy valmer x reader#jimmy valmer#clyde donovan#craig tucker#token black#tweek tweak#craig and those guys#catg#southpark blog#southpark sp#sp x reader#x reader#southpark x y/n#south park x male reader#male reader#cuddly#outgoing#southpark scenarios#southpark headcanons
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WRITE LIST
꒦︶꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶꒷꒦‧₊˚・
Español: Lista de fandoms para los que escribo junto con sus personajes
English: List of the fandoms for those who I write along with their characters
TWD (The Walking Death)
︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑
Daryl Dixon
Rick Grimes
Carl Grimes
Negan Smith
Glenn Rhee
Shane Walsh
Maggie Greene
Carol Peletier
Michonne
Rosita Espinosa
Etc.
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Star Wars
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Anakin Skywalker
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Han Solo
Luke Skywalker
Din Djarin/ The Mandalorian
Ben Solo/ Kylo Ren
Padmé Amidala
Leia Organa
Ahsoka Tano
Rey
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South Park
︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑
Team Stan
Stan Marsh
Kyle Brofovski
Kenny McCormick
Eric Cartman
Butters Stotch
Team Craig
Craig Tucker
Tweek Tweak
Clyde Donovan
Token Black
Jimmy Valmer
And more.
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JJK (Jujutsu Kaisen)
︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑
Gojo Satoru
Suguru Getō
Kento Nanami
Ryōmen Sukuna
Toji Fushiguro
Megumi Fushiguro
Yuji Itadori
Nobara Kugisaki
Shoko Ieiri
Maki Zenin
Etc.
꒦ˎˊ˗ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ꒦꒷꒦₊
CODW (Call of Duty Warzone)
︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑
Simon "Ghost" Riley
John "Soap" MacTavish
König
Kim Hong-jin (Horangi)
Keegan P. Russ
Alejandro Vargas
John Price
Valeria Garza
Etc.
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Resident Evil
︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑
Leon S. Kennedy
Luis Serra
Carlos Oliveira
Chris Redfield
Albert Wesker
Ada Wong
Jill Valentine
Sheva Alomar
Claire Redfield
Ashley Graham
Karl Heisenberg
Etc.
꒦ˎˊ˗ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ꒦꒷꒦₊
DMC (Devil May Cry)
︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑
Dante Sparda
Vergil
V
Nero
Lady
Etc.
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Arcane
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Jinx/Powder
Vi/Violet
Mel Medarda
Caitlyn Kiramman
Viktor
Ekko
Jayce
Finn
Silco
Vander
Sevika
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Streamers
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LATAM
Roier
Spreen
Quackity
Cellbit
Pac
Missasinfonia
ElMariana
Rodri Carreraaa
Robleis
Etc.
ENGLISH
Foolish
Philza
Fit
Slimecicle
Fundy
Markiplier
EUROPE
ElRubius
Vegetta777
Etoiles
Luzu
Jagger
Baghera Jones
Etc.
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And a lot more of fandoms and characters, but I'm going to leave it here or it would be a very long post ^^'
Y muchos fandoms y personajes más, pero hasta aquí lo voy a dejar porque si no sería un post muy largo ^^'
Any doubt or question, send dm o/
Cualquier duda o pregunta manda mensaje o/
#male reader#streamers x male reader#twd x male reader#the walking dead x male reader#starwars x male reader#star wars x male reader#south park x male reader#jjk x male reader#jjk x male!reader#male!reader#male!y/n#cod x male reader#dmc x male reader#resident evil x male reader#arcane x male reader#character x male reader#carl grimes x male reader#craig tucker x reader
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Hiiiiiii
If you haven't done it before could you please write Jimmy Valmer x trans ftm reader and Clyde Donavan x trans ftm reader who likes makeup and more "fem" things but gets picked on for it (separate) I found ur blog today and I love it you write so well! So sorry if this is a odd prompt I've just never seen this done and it personally would be relatable for me
🖌(I haven't requested before but I want to so yeah)
Stan's Gang, Butters, Craig's Gang, Scott, Damien, Pip, Gregory and The Mole x FTM!Reader who's pretty feminine! (High School)
I'll do better than that.... (THIS IS SO MUCH.)
cw: slurs, minor transphobia, emeto, cig
【☆】★【☆】
Stan Marsh
ssssoo... who cares
legit he doesn't get why you get picked on
huh??? you look pretty, what?
or handsome. whatever you like
i feel like his bisexual ass would have a crisis over you actually
would probably get nauseated at the thought of you but
we all know what that means with stan
would love if you sat on his lap and did his hair, nails, and makeup like you do yours
just 'cause he thinks it would be cool if you matched.
Kyle Broflovski
calls you "they" at first because he doesn't like to assume
pc principal drilled that shit in his head fr
screams at cartman when he gets your pronouns wrong
does his research
gives you his hoodies for dysphoric days
because let's be honest he's so much taller than you are
his mom loves you actually
she takes the two of you to the mall
he would probably ask you out eventually
Kenny McCormick
WOAH MAMA
people make fun of you?
but you're SOOOO HOT?!
constant. flirting.
"heyyyy.... you look great.... but you'd look better in my arms ;]"
he's so fucking dumb
you invite him over though and do little fashion shows for him
karen LOVES you, he brings her around a lot
touchy too... "can i have a hug, princey, please??" and he's all pouty if you say no...
Eric Cartman
so what are you
calls you a little faggot 'cause he thinks you're cis.
flustered if you flirt with him
very sexually confused at this point
bullies you but not a lot
it's more friendly than anything
will REFUSE if accused though
"with HIM?! no. absolutely not" and then kyle...
"you used his proper pronouns, cartman, good job!" "SHUT UP KAHL"
Leopold "Butters" Stotch/Marjorine Stotch
oh my goodness, you're so cute
makes puppy love eyes at you
is startled when you come up to them
blushes so hard at the thought of you
if transfem, you can bet marj is asking you ALL the questions
fashion advice, makeup, everything
loves when you give her little makeovers
loves to do the same to you
you guys snuggle a lot. bullied kid solidarity
Craig Tucker
woah. cool
the asian girls think you're a male magical girl protag
they love to draw you with the two yaoi icons
one of them tripped you and you landed on craig
it was their fuel for weeks
craig blushes every time he reads a fanfic they write
he's kinda annoyed at it
you bond over that though
spend hours giggling together at the stupid shit
Tweek Tweak
oh god he's ripping his hair out over here
absolutely head over heels i'll bet
screams when you talk to him
eventually though you guys sit in a kinda comfortable silence
lets you leave lipstick marks all over his face
doesn't wash them off until he gets a picture
it turns out shaky sooo...
"d-do it a-again!... p-please."
you take the picture that time
Clyde Donovan
cartoonish eye bulge, jaw drop, heart popping out, train whistle. the works
screams to the school that he's bi
immediately asks you out
"please please pleaaaaseeee"
you say yes just to get him off your back
but you end up having a great time
he takes you to a cozy drive in and tells you you don't have to dress nice
he likes you anyway
now THAT flustered you.
Jimmy Valmer
"m-m-my my, y-y-you m-m-must be f-from my pantry, 'c-cause you a-are a snack."
god he tells you how gorgeous you are every day
like. he hangs around you so much
he roasts the shit out of transphobes too
"eric, a-at least th-they look p-p-pretty. y-y-you can't even m-manage that."
and then you high five
you guys watch cartoons together
he's actually a great cuddler.
especially when you're dysphoric or on your period. his oversized tees >>>>
Tolkien Black
"okay? i don't see you as any less of a man."
genuinely supportive
adores spending time with you!
you guys watch a lot of old sitcoms
and pick them apart by microagressions
it's fun for you but it annoys anyone you're with
not that he cares.
if you're picked on in front of him he sics wendy on whoever
'cause i KNOW she hangs with y'all too
Scott Malkinson
"huh??" he doesn't really understand, he just thinks you're so pretty
you guys hang out
but also you do old people things
going to the country kitchen buffet and watching the news
boring shit
but it's so fun for him because you're there
loves how femme you present
still genders you correctly because, quote "it's not that hard?"
his mom squeals over the two of you i can feel it
Phillip "Pip" Pirrup
you're both pretty outcast
so you hang around quite a bit
he always compliments you
consistently reminding others of your pronouns (not that anyone pays attention to him :[)
but he totally goes shopping with you
he loves when you try outfits on for him
or pick out clothes for him
just loves you.
please please tell him he means something to you
Damien Thorn
glares. but less so at you and more at the people who pick on you
tells them to mind their fucking business or get got
and he follows through, you know he would
fire and demons and all
you'd have to calm him down
he would be really warm so you snuggle with him on period days
personal heating pad
lets you do his makeup and complains (secretly very pleased. he's even shown his father)
his father ADORES you by the way. he has claimed your soul for hell when you die.
Gregory (of the Yardale Variety)
calls you a fair maiden at first but switches up so easy
"oh, my apologies, my handsome sire~"
always staring at you and musing
"ah. you remind me of something"
and then quotes a cheesey love poem
or like "i have crossed oceans of time to find you. braham stoker"
puts that shit in his social bios and everyone rolls their fucking eyes
basically proposes when asking you on a date with a huge bouquet
you're immensely flustered and he's all on his knees. "please, my prince"
Christophe "Ze Mole" DeLorne
he does NOT perceive gender actually
but tell him your pronouns 'cause he will just refer to you as 'it'
eventually warms up to you. compliments your outfits
you try to give him a bath and he hisses like a cat
his mother hates you
she thinks you're trying to "turn her son gay"
he hates her though so out of spite he gets really close with you
eventually beats the shit out of your bullies with a shovel. smokes his cigarettes after and goes "what?" covered in blood
#🖌 anon#south park x y/n#south park#south park fanfiction#south park gay#south park x reader#south park x you#ftm reader#sp kyle#sp stan#sp eric#sp cartman#sp butters#sp craig#sp tweek#sp tolkien#sp clyde#sp jimmy#sp kyle broflovski#sp stan marsh#sp kenny#sp kenny mccormick#sp butters stotch#sp craig tucker#sp tweek tweak#sp jimmy valmer#sp clyde donovan#sp x reader#➳ Return to Sender!♡#➳ Sticky Notes!♡
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Hello!! It's been a long while since I requested, and I wanted to take the chance. (Btw, have you watched Adventure Time?) :3
As I remember, it was the usual popular male read who is tall and sporty. (Craig, Tweek, Clyde, Butters)
[So how we remember the m!reader, he is the extroverted guy who's definitely hyperactive with his energy and cheerfulness. He reminds me of Sunshine's characters.] [And we know that he's calmer when sick or when something unpleasant happens] Imagine: When he is tired.
His friends definitely know how m!reader is when tired and especially if not sleeping in a sleepover at the time 4-5am, but regardless it depends.
So now m!reader's boyfriend(s) are having a sleepover at his place, and there are friends as well, as always he checks on his friends and his lover. Being caring to everyone is just how he is. He had planned a lot with movies, snacks, games, and activities for comfort stuff. (M!reader has a habit of having his hand on their boyfriend's waist 😏). As time goes on, it becomes dark outside and pretty late in time itself. Each hour, m!reader becomes calmer and calmer. It is noticeable. Regardless, he's tired, but this has time for everyone. Until as I said, it has to be way late, like 4-5 am when he's a bit grumpy. Someone's annoying him while he's relaxing on the couch/bed/somewhere to sit? He'll kick them off that place where he was resting. Is someone trying to get on his nerves? A punch on the arm without remorse. That counts to his bae, but he's way softer with them to hit or punch, but a pinch won't hurt anyone. 😉 If his love is tired and need sleep, he'll let them in the room and get the friends to the living room to have fun while his dear is resting with the snacks or sleeping. In the end, he can still keep on with everyone with his mouth shut. If everyone is going to sleep, it's definitely a win-win for him to relax and go to bed too, but his lover's ain't escaping him, they be there with him, spooning them even if tired. And in the morning, he's a bit calmer still, but his energy is definitely coming. ^^
-From 🌻Sunflower Anon.
Hi! I am glad to receive a new request from you! I've definitely watched four seasons of Adventure Time, maybe even five, but that was a long time ago, maybe ten years ago. Someday I will definitely watch it in its entirety, but I don't know when it will happen yet
Headcanons Sleepover
🖕 Craig Tucker x male!Reader 🚀
Craig loved coming to visit you. Your house was always quiet, and only you, with your infinite energy, were the source of the noise, but he didn't mind it. When you invited him to sleepovers at your house, he usually agreed, knowing that you and your friends would be able to have a good time. At your sleepovers, he knew that nothing would happen that would annoy him
During sleepovers at your house, you watched movies, played video games and more. Craig often sat next to you and your hand was on his waist, seemingly all the time. Sometimes you rested your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes and enjoying the calm atmosphere. When Craig wanted to rest, you took him to your room, brought him drinks and snacks, and left him in silence. You knew that as soon as he rested, he would return to you and your friends
When the morning came, you started to feel tired. At such moments, you could become irritable, so when your friends started to get on your nerves too much, you slapped them on the arm or leg. Craig could also irritate you a little sometimes, though not on purpose. At such moments, he received only a slight pinch
You always went to bed next to him. You hugged him, not giving him the slightest chance for personal space, put your head on top of his head and calmly fell asleep. Craig didn't care that when you woke up your friends would make fun of it. These jokes happened every time you had sleepovers. The warmth of your embrace and your calm breathing next to him were much more important
☕ Tweek Tweak x male!Reader ☕
Tweek invited you to his place for a sleepover several times. His parents didn't mind, and he felt calmer knowing that you were there. But when you had sleepovers at home, you always invited him. Tweek was glad to receive your invitations, and he knew that even though your friends were there besides the two of you, he still felt comfortable sitting next to you and feeling your hand on his waist
You usually spent your time noisily playing video games, chatting and relaxing, but sometimes Tweek got tired. At such moments, you took him to your room, brought him snacks and gave him the opportunity to relax. You didn't let your friends stop him from resting, realizing that Tweek needed a break, after which he could return to you, full of strength again
Closer to the morning, you became tired, and this made you more calm. Tweek saw you so calm when you were very tired or when you were sick. Every time one of your friends started jokingly interfering with your relaxation, you slapped a restless friend on the arm or leg. If a Tweek tried to do something like that, even if by accident, he got off with just a light pinch and your tired smile
It was only early in the morning that you all went to bed. Tweek has always been in your arms. You buried your face in his hair, hugging him to your chest, and Tweek hugged you back, feeling your heart beating. It was better than any lullabies for him. He felt calm in your arms, relaxing and enjoying the fact that you were there
🌮 Clyde Donovan x male!Reader 💧
Clyde loved spending time with you. At school, you resembled two suns, both popular, active, sociable. You had sleepovers from time to time, and you always invited Clyde to them. It was like there was some kind of unspoken rule. You had a good time playing the console in turn, watching a variety of movies and staying awake until the first rays of the sun
You often sat on the couch with each other, no matter what you were doing, and your hand was on Clyde's waist. He didn't pay attention to it, often throwing his arm over your shoulder, smiling broadly and continuing to chat with your friends. For both of you, such physical contacts were commonplace and neither you nor your friends paid attention to it anymore
Towards morning, you usually became more calm and irritable. This usually happened when you were tired or sick. At times like this, you didn't like being annoyed. Your friends got a slap on the arm or leg from you for this, but if Clyde did it, he got off with just a light pinch. Your friends used to joke that he was in a special position, to which Clyde himself smiled, rubbing the pinch spot, and said that he just had special privileges, because you were dating
When you went to bed, Clyde always lay down next to you, and you pulled him to you, hugging him and gradually starting to fall asleep. Clyde liked falling asleep next to you and he always hugged you back, not leaving you until the time you woke up, but even when you woke up, he was in no hurry to let you go, rejoicing at your warmth
⚡Butters Stotch x male!Reader 🔨
Butters rarely went to sleepovers. He was rarely invited there, and if such a thing happened, then there were no such rare cases after that. However, you always invited him to sleepovers. Butters told his parents that he was going to spend the night with a friend, because they still did not know about your relationship, but it was not so important that he told them, it was much more important that you could spend time together. During another sleepover, you, he and your friends were having a really good time and Butters felt right in his place
You sat next to him and, as if out of habit, kept your hand on his waist. Your friends have long stopped paying attention to this, taking the fact of your relationship for granted, sometimes joking that you need to be alone, especially when you were kissing. Butters smiled sheepishly, while you felt completely calm
When morning approached, usually at four or five o'clock in the morning, you became tired. You were irritable at times like this. When someone tried to annoy you, even if just as a joke, you would shamelessly slap their arm or leg. If Butters did it, he got off with just a light pinch. You didn't want him to be hurt, but you weren't going to be annoyed when you were tired either
It was only when you went to bed that you finally calmed down. Every time you pulled your boyfriend to you, burying your face in his neck and peacefully falling asleep, feeling completely at peace. Even if Butters tried to move away a little, you didn't let it happen, smiling a little, even if you were half asleep. Butters fell asleep in your arms, feeling calm and happy. He wishes that someday you could fall asleep like this more often
#south park#south park x reader#south park headcanons#Craig Tucker#Craig Tucker x Reader#tweek tweak x reader#tweek tweak#Clyde Donovan#clyde donovan x reader#butters stotch#butters stotch x reader
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MASTERLIST
SERIES
love is war , sp dating sim
MAIN FOUR
main four trying to get your attention [headcanons]
main four w male!reader at a party [story?? im not sure wtf this is]
STAN MARSH
KYLE BROFLOVSKI
innocent!reader [smut]
kyle x fem!reader [smut]
crushing on reader [smut]
strong fem reader [headcanons]
first time eating out [smut headcanons]
kyle w reader who slaps his ass [headcanons]
black cat [headcanons]
kyle getting caught beating it [smut]
ERIC CARTMAN
KENNY MCCORMICK
general headcanons [alphabet]
BUTTERS SCOTCH
CRAIG TUCKER
craig crushing on reader [headcanons/oneshot]
CLYDE DONOVAN
TOLKIEN BLACK
TWEEK TWEAK
fluff [alphabet]
JIMMY VALMER
WENDY TESTABURGER
wendy x fem!reader [smut]
BEBE STEVENS
RANDY MARSH
randy marsh x parent!reader [headcanons]
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•Introduction•
Request Status: CLOSED
•About Me•
Hello! My name is Rina, and i’m starting a South Park writing blog!
This is my first time actually writing without going anonymous, so bear with me!
Depending on how busy I might be, requests might be fulfilled either quickly or late. (Please don’t rush me!)
I am an adult in college, so just keep that in mind!
Of course, I will be saying MDNI but there’s no way I can for sure get rid of all minors, so read at your own risk.
•Requesting Info•
Of course there are going to be rules for requesting, so please read these and keep them in mind when Requesting!
What I write:
South Park (Aged Up)
Fluff
Angst (Maybe)
Smut
Yandere
Dark Themes etc. (Some only, some requests might make me uncomfortable!)
Both South Park Games (FBW & SOT)
Headcannons
Oneshots
Alphabets (NSFW, Yandere, etc)
Max 4 Characters on a request. (Make a separate request for more characters please!)
Who I write for:
Stan Marsh
Kyle Broflovski
Kenny Mccormick
Eric Cartman
Butters Stotch
Craig Tucker
Tweek Tweak
Clyde Donovan
Wendy Testaburger
More added soon!
What I don’t write:
Extreme Non-con, Rape, etc.
Piss & Scat kinks, food kinks, knife play, pregnant sex, phone play, toys (Thin ice), mommy & daddy kinks, etc.
Extreme Gore (Gore is Allowed!)
Racism, Homophobia, Sexism, etc.
Male Reader (Sorry! Gender Neutral and Female is what i’m comfortable with.)
Specific Characteristics (Some are okay, but I want everyone to be able to read my work!)
Character x Character (Poly with Reader is fine!)
•Links & Extra•
Masterlist (lmk if it takes you out on mobile!)
Yandere Alphabet (not my work, credits to original writer)
Smut Alphabet (not my work, credits to original writer)
Prompts (WIP)
Anon Claims: ⚡️anon
#south park smut#kyle broflovski x reader#stan marsh x reader#yan south park#yandere! south park#kenny x reader#kyle x reader smut#kyle x reader#yandere kyle x reader#wendy testaburger x reader#tweek tweak x reader#craig tucker x reader#clyde donovan x reader#eric cartman x reader#clyde donnovan x reader#stan x reader#south park x reader#yandere south park
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ʚ guide ! ɞ
hello !
hii!! i’m kylelovskii! here’s some things i’ll be writing about!
people i write for !
kyle broflovski
eric cartman
kenny mccormick
randy marsh
gerald broflovski
clyde donovan
butters stotch
wendy testaburger
heidi turner
craig tucker
tweek tweak
i'll also write for BASEketball
joe cooper
doug remer
what i will write !
fluff, smut, angst, x reader, headcannons, smut headcannons, fem reader, male reader, gn reader
what i WON’T write !!
homophobia, rape, sexual harassment, noncon, sexism, transphobia, racism, pedophilia
i will also only write about the characters if they are aged up. i will not write for the boys as 10 yr olds.
check what else i write for on my profile!
#south park#sanrio#kyle broflovski#pink#smut#cats#x reader#fanfic#please give me requests i am desperate#trey parker#matt stone
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Hello! I was wondering if you could write a Tweek x Craig x M! Reader who is always complementing them and is really touchy? For example, they are always holding their arms/hands, and he gives them small head pats and stuff. They always complement tweeks and craigs eyes/hair?? But like, one day they just like randomly stopped and they were asked why and they were just like "I'm too tired to do all of that lmao-" SORRY IF IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE,, MY ENGLISH ISNT REALLY GOOD BUT UHH,
Have a good day/night 💏 hope my spelling errors didn't give you a stroke-
-♡
Touchy reader with creek!
Gender: masculine
Warnings: none
☆-creek:
They maybe don't want to admit it first but both of them are font of your touch
Sure, they don't really have physical touch as love language but that didn't stop them from enjoying your affection
They also get bashful af when you compliment them
Although after sometime it became routine, so the bashfulness died down and was replaced by an affectionate smile or kiss on the cheek
But they would never really grow tired of it, promise
When you suddenly stop one day, it shakens them more up than they'd like to admit
For craig it partially took away his routine, which he didn't like but he also misses your touch in all honesty
Tweek, the emotional mess he is, immediantly overthinks it
First they'll try to keep quiet, wait for you to come around first and confront them
But you never did, see the next free period they had they started searching for you
Mind you how weird that was for them, because you hardly left their side ever
When they find you, it turns out they have been walking in circles, because you were in the homeroom all along, slumped over your desk
Akwardly they stand beside you, you haven't even acknowledged them
Craig was the first one to speak:" hunny, are you mad at us?"
You lift your head, Just now now noticing them
You look at them confused and tell them, that that isn't the case
Tweek asks why you haven't been as affectionate then today
When you explain to them how exhausting that actually is and how you can't do that in the sleepy state you are in, they start to sympathise
It ends with you cuddle between the both of them, peacefully napping away
FINALLY I'VE CONTINUED WRITING
I'm on the end stretch of fics I need to write and hopefully i'll have finished with my request by the end of next week
#south park#south park x reader#x reader#craig x reader#tweek x reader#tweek x craig#male reader#south park x you#south park x y/n#craig tucker#tweek tweak#creek x reader#creek#creek south park
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HII! HOW WAS HALLOWEEN FOR YOU? ^^ (For me It was fun and good, even tho I didn't do much, but I still enjoyed it :^)
Craig team with 1 year older, tall, rich, outgoing male reader. (I personally can't get over Craig's team...Lord have mercy)
How about the male reader changing his appearance, you know. The hairstyle, a little bit of style, getting earrings, and hands with nails. 😏 Even tho it happens, his personality and like that doesn't change, he is still an affectionate, gentle person who suffocates them all in attention and love, gifts, hugs, and kisses. I want to know their reaction to this. :D
The hairstyle:
The style:
The hands and nails😍:
The earrings:
Dang, I would marry anyone if they looked like that🤭
Team Craig's reaction to their male s/o with a new appearance💖🧺💼👚👔🩳
MY HALLOWEEN WAS GREAT!
I didn't get to wear a costume, but I did get lots of candy🍬🍬🍬
Warnings: None
Gender: Neutral
💛💙 Craig and those guys 💜❤️🤎
They don't mind you having a new appearance, you'll still always look adorable in their eyes <3
But oh my god, they can't be at fault for always staring at your hair, and earrings that you're wearing.
"GUYS! HOW DOES Y/N ALWAYS LOOK SO DAMN CUTE?!? MY HEART CAN'T TAKE THIS!!!"
"They have better ACK! taste in clothing and accessories then anybody else...nnnnn..." Tweek covered his flustered face.
"What's the matter? you guys can't handle little old me giving you guys a new look~?" You winked at them and their faces all turned red as a tomato.
"Y-Y-Y/n....." Jimmy stuttered.
"Anyways, I came home earlier after shopping to spend some time with my loving boyfriends of course <3"
You even bought matching sleeping outfits for the 5 of them, they were the same as yours but it still counted as a sleeping outfit.
Stop being so wholesome alreadyyyyyyy you're making their hearts explode out of cuteness 😭😭💖💖💖
You might be wondering how 5 people can fit onto your bed and cuddle you at the same time. I forgot that you also bought a literally mansion sized bed🤯🤯
Yep. It's a bed with 4 comfortable pillows on it. What? you wanted to sleep together with all 5 of them didn't you?
But anyways, about your earrings. Clyde is the only one who loves to steal your clothes and accessories so expect some of your earrings to be missing.
He loves your taste in clothing and he can't help but wanna wear the same clothes too!
I also forgot to mention that they all love when you do their hair. Craig doesn't like showing out his hair often, but if shows it around you, he won't mind you doing his hair.
Someday, they're going to be the ones drowning you in affection and kisses >:)❤️💙🤎💛💜💖💖
CHRISTMAS IS COMING SOON AFTER THANKSGIVING 🍗🍗🍗🎄🎄⛄⛄⛄
#south park x reader#south park#craig and those guys#craig tucker x reader#clyde donovan x reader#tweek tweak x reader#jimmy valmer x reader#token black x reader#token black#jimmy valmer#clyde donovan#tweek tweak#craig tucker#southpark sp#southpark blog#sp x reader#x reader#southpark x y/n#south park x male reader#male reader#southpark scenarios#southpark headcanons
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Master list
Characters I write for romantically and platonically)
Eric Cartman
~none yet~
Stan Marsh
~none yet~
Kyle Broflovski
Giant!Kyle x Tiny!Reader- Nightmare
Kenny McCormick
Kenny x MALE!Reader
Butters Stotch
~none yet|
Craig Tucker
G/T Creek headcanons
Craig x Reader x Tweek- Them with a BORROWER!S/O
Tweek Tweak
Craig x Reader x Tweek- Them with a BORROWER!S/O
G/T Creek headcanons
Clyde Donovan
~none yet~
Tolkien Black
~none yet~
Jimmy Valmer
~none yet~
Wendy Testaburger
~none yet~
Bebe Stevens
~none yet~
Pip Pirrip
~none yet~
Heidi Turner
~none yet~
(Platonic only characters)
Ike Broflovski
~none yet~
Karen McCormick
Karen McCormick with a reader who loves to spoil her!
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How you been? And how did the new year went for you? 🙃✨ I'm so glad you rested!
The same tall, outgoing, popular and going to sport activities male reader with the same characters. (Craig, Tweek, Clyde, Butters)
Horror night. How about a sleepover where they come at the male reader house to relax and watch some movies. And it was horror cause he really likes them. 😁 While watching together the really scary movie in the middle of the night, what if they got scared and then get spooked easily by being alone or a little sound? But the male reader isn't scared at all, not even a little. And then he noticed that his lover is scared and tries to comfort them, reassure that those things wasn't real and there's no need to be scared. He tho tries his best to be with them, but either he goes to the bathroom or the kitchen for snacks. But the night turns out a disaster, cause then they get really afraid to go to sleep, but still fell asleep after he stayed and been by their side till they got sleepy. :))
-From 🌻sunflower anon
I'm all good. The New Year passed quite calmly, even though the holidays seemed very short. It would seem that it was only December 31 and in a second me have to go to work again. And how are you doing? I hope everything is fine
Headcanons Horror Movie Marathon
🖕 Craig Tucker x male!Reader 🚀
Every time your parents left town, you and Craig spent the night at your house. When he came, you had already prepared several films that you could watch together. As it turned out, these were horror films. Craig knew you loved them very much, so he didn't say anything against it. You watched movies late into the night and after that you were going to go to bed in your room, but Craig realized that he would hardly be able to sleep
Craig didn't want to admit that he was scared. The movies you watched were really creepy, but he wasn't ready to admit it to you. When there was a sound in the hallway, Craig jumped up, accidentally waking you up. You looked at him sleepily, not quite understanding what had happened. When you asked if everything was all right, he answered in the affirmative, but you saw that it was not so
You saw that he was scared, which is why you hugged him, gently kissing him on the top of his head and whispering that there was nothing to be afraid of. You stayed by his side, hugging him until Craig fell asleep. You couldn't find the strength to move away from him, so you slept hugging each other all night
In the morning, Craig was very confused, but again said that everything was fine. You smiled gently, not wanting to embarrass him even more. You didn't tell him about it, but even if something bad had happened, you would have protected him no matter what it cost you
☕ Tweek Tweak x male!Reader ☕
Tweek was inspired when you invited him to a sleepover and offered to watch a few movies together. You said you found some thrillers that you can watch together. However, he did not expect that these would not be thrillers but real horror films
Every time something terrible happened on the screen, Tweek screamed and clung to your hand. You hugged him, seeing perfectly well that he was scared and therefore tried to calm him down. But when night came for Tweek, things got much worse. As soon as you turned off the light, he realized that he would not be able to sleep that night
Every time he heard some strange sounds, he jumped up and woke you up. But when you went to the kitchen to drink water, he was in a panic. You understood that it was your own fault that he was scared, so you were ready to stay awake, supporting him. You sat on your bed and you hugged him, stroking his back soothingly until he fell asleep
Tweek felt calm around you. Your whispering, telling him that everything will be fine and that no one will hurt him, calmed him down. You held him all night, protecting him from nightmares. You were ready to protect him from both nightmares and real threats
🌮 Clyde Donovan x male!Reader 💧
When you asked Clyde to watch some horror movies at your house, he agreed. He convinced himself that everything would be fine, even though deep down he understood that he could be scared of movies. When he came to your house, you managed to prepare everything for your little movie marathon. You didn't even know how worried he was
When you started watching the first movie, Clyde tried his best to stay calm, but that changed pretty quickly. Clyde squinted every time something scary happened on the screen and you noticed it perfectly. You hugged him and comforted him, even though Clyde kept saying that everything was fine and that he wasn't scared, but when it came time to sleep, Clyde became even more scared
He twitched at every rustle he heard while you were sleeping peacefully next to him. However, when you decided to go to the kitchen to drink water, Clyde clung to you, very afraid to be left alone. You felt guilty about it. You guessed that he was scared, but decided that this fear would pass quickly, which turned out not to be the case. You decided not to leave Clyde alone, so you hugged him, getting back into bed
You whispered to him that everything would be fine and that you wouldn't let any monsters from the TV hurt him. In your arms, he felt protected and quickly fell asleep, sleeping peacefully until the morning. Clyde claimed this morning that he was ready to watch a few more horror movies with you, which made you smile softly. Even though he said it, you knew that he would be scared again and you weren't going to scare him
⚡Butters Stotch x male!Reader 🔨
Butters has always been happy to spend time with you, so when you invited him to stay at your place for the night, he gladly agreed. When you asked him to watch a movie in the evening, he didn't suspect that you meant a horror movie, but when the movie just started, he realized what you were watching, and that made him uneasy
At first he was calm, because absolutely nothing terrible was happening on the TV screen, but when that changed, Butters felt fear. He twitched when he heard a loud, sharp sound and squeezed his eyes shut when something terrible was happening on the screen, but you remained calm, as if what was happening on the screen did not frighten you at all. Butters didn't want you to start thinking worse of him, so he didn't tell you that he was scared
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hide his fear when it was time to go to bed. It seemed to him that there was someone in the dark corners of your room, but he remained silent until you woke up and decided to go for a drink. Butters couldn't stay alone for a long time, quickly jumping up and running to you, clutching your hand in fright, which caused your strong surprise. Only after that did he honestly tell you that he was scared
You hugged him and comforted him until he fell asleep. You whispered to him that there was nothing wrong with fear and that you would never condemn him for fear. You gently kissed his cheeks and knuckles, smiling gently. You didn't notice how quickly he fell asleep, but when you realized that he was sleeping peacefully, snuggled up to your side, you sincerely smiled and kissed him on the top of his head, after which he went to bed himself, hoping that nothing would disturb his sleep
#south park#south park x reader#south park headcanons#Craig Tucker#Craig Tucker x Reader#Tweek Tweak#Tweek Tweak x Reader#Clyde Donovan x Reader#Clyde Donovan#Butters Stotch#Butters Stotch x Reader
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FatherHood [ch.2]
" This is happening so fast."
[M/N] had wanted to go into the special child care courses they had at a college in Boulder or in Aspen and the possible idea of going all the way to Colorado Springs. They were costly, even with his two jobs, [M/N] knew a scholarship that he would get in the summer would pay everything from room and board to his parking lot badge. Though, only when he completed his hours working with kids and get a special letter from PC principal who would give it, after [M/N] helps a student in need for the whole summer: Babysitting, tutoring, cleaning, ect. Whatever the student in need was in need .
" It is happening fast." PC Principal said, he stood behind his desk as he talked to [M/N]. One of the good children at his school. " You're very fortunate that the student in need submitted a helper application this morning, and that it's barely the start of the brand new school year. So you have a long school year to work with them, they needed childcare so this should be easy as apple pie."
" Do I know them?"
PC Principal looked over the papers and nods his head, " Believe it or not, they are in your classes, same age and someone you have been with as a platonic friend." He said, reading over the chicken scratch and smiled a bit. " I have email their details and the meeting time, which is after school, and let me know through email if you accept the job. But remember, you're with them for the entire school year. If you chose to refuse then I have to wait for another application, and if only you can wait for that long. But then, you get your nice and juicy letter of recommendation."
" I got it, but I can assure you. I am more than willing to do this childcare, it's gonna be hard with my jobs but I'll do it." [M/N] said, smiling as PC Principal grins a bit, " Then you can go, have a nice day [L/N]." The teen stood up, he walked out his office and shut the door behind him and almost skips down the hallway, a bit bounce in his step. He didn't care who it was, but he literally got his ticket to the letter. Thank god for the stupid program.
He walked back in the door of his Chemistry class, the teacher practically sleeping at her desk as [M/N] took his seat in the middle table once more. " Did something happened with PC?" Stan asked, barely lifting his head up from the seat beside [M/N] they were table mates, the ravenette always cheated off him but [M/N] didn't care really. The poor thing always had a hangover headache during their second period. Plus, they were friends, why wouldn't he help him?
" I just got my first application." [M/N] said, as he looked at Stan who stared up at him. " Today after school, I'll be meeting with some adult or teen mom or something. I'll be working with them to take care of their kid." [M/N] felt giddy that he could have an opportunity like this. " Then I'll be far away from this fucking town."
" That's great, dude." Stan said, as he watched [M/N] practically sparkle as he spoke about his opportunity, the pure happiness made the ravenette feel some sort of envy. Not because he was able to work his way towards college and study whatever he wanted, no, it was just the pure emotion that Stan wished he could feel without the need for beer or weed. " Why do you want be a teacher again?" Stan asked, propping his head up with his hand. [M/N] glanced to Stan and opens his mouth only to jump a bit when he heard a loud bang ahead. They turn their gaze ahead and saw their teacher had fallen to the floor, dead asleep. She didn't even get up when she landed on the floor, instead she began to drool.
" That." [M/N] gestures to the woman on the floor with a frown. " Is why I want to be a teacher, I can always fall back into daycare work if I need to. People are always plopping out kids." The bell rings and everyone stood up, hurrying out the door with their friends. [M/N] standing up and walked out the door with Stan, the other wobbling a bit and rubbing his temple. " what the hell did you drink this time around?"
" I can't remember, I think it was either bud light or cherry flavored vodka." Stan said as he looked at [M/N]. " You're not gonna tell Kyle, are you?"
" I'm not." [M/N] said as he glanced at the other, " He'll find out the second he smells your breath and your red puffy eyes." Stan groans, slouching a bit as he walked to their next class. Of course Kyle could smell the scent of alcohol a mile a way, and on Stan. He usually didn't drink this heavily but lately there had been reasons to drink. His dad for one, his mom ignoring everything around them, Shelly gone, Sparky getting old, his grades, pressure on the football team, everything seemed to be fucked up or going on to be fucked up. The last thing he needed was to screw up his relationship with his friends. Wendy was gone and dating Token again, so that's a thing. Though, he wasn't really drinking because of that.
" I know, still, I hate it when he lectures me." Stan grumbled as they kept walking to their next class, kids bumping shoulders into his. He was even too tired to snap at them. " He acts more like my mom than my friend."
" He cares for you Lee," [M/N] said as he nudged the other with a smile, " Somebody has to care for your dumbass, I love you and all but I won't be around long." Stan gives the other a small smile. " See, you should smile more."
" And you should get laid more." Stan retorts and they both share a laugh as they entered their history class only to see their teacher eating a pot brownie, another movie day it seems. [M/N] rolled his eyes as he sits down, Stan going to his assigned seat behind him. [M/N] pulled his phone out like others as the teacher kept plugging the tv in and out of the power port. He was to high and hopefully it won't be something stupid. He was focused on the phone that he didn't hear the chair scrap next to him.
" Hey, [M/N]."
[M/N] mentally groans as he heard the voice beside him, he should've sit in the back with Stan. Since the junior year summer break, Craig had been a thorn in his side. He was annoying him, clinging to his side like a needy animal wanting to be pet and be given kisses. Everything he did, annoyed him. Craig first began asking about his day or try to converse with him in the summer, Craig then offers him extra things he accidently bought from stores, usually food. Free food, then it began asking to hang out but [M/N] actually couldn't do it because of work and college visits. Craig didn't know why he was suddenly too friendly but it kind of disturbed him.
" Hey Craig." [M/N] said as he glanced at the ravenette. He looked still the same since he did when they were younger. Short black hair that hid underneath the dark blue chullo hat with a yellow puff ball on top of the dark blue hat. He wore his dark blue jacket with a bit of his black shirt peeking up and dark jeans as well. He also had black boots on too that replaced the dark blue converse he had as a kid. Craig still had his emotionless face but his dark eyes had edges of light grey in the corners. " How are you?" [M/N] asked politely.
" Good." Craig replied as [M/N] nods, his eyes glanced away to the teacher who played with his pen, the movie read to be started as kids came inside the classroom.
" I heard you got your first application." Craig said after a few minutes of awkward silence. [M/N] stared at him, wondering how he knew. " I was outside the office, I was late and I needed a pass. The door is super thin so I heard everything." Craig's eyes glanced to [M/N] who caught his gaze. " Congratulations." He said.
" Uh, oh, thanks." [M/N] thanked the other, and looked back at the tv. " Though, it Is a bit rude for eavesdropping on conversations." He joked and Craig shakes his head a bit, a low chuckle made [M/N] smile a bit.
" Well, maybe I like being rude to you." Craig said with a smirk as the bell rings, [M/N]'s cheeks turn a bit pink. " It's fun being rude to you too, you and your color changing cheeks." [M/N] scoffed, eyes rolling at the statement as the lights turn off and the history movie started. [M/N] kept watching the movie, leaning against his metal chair a bit but he could feel Craig watching him, he caught him a bit from the corner of his [E/C] eyes. Why is he watching me? Werido..
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The school day was boring, nothing really to learn from the teachers who were either crying, high or sleeping. That was High school for you in South Park. Another reason he wanted to be a teacher.
[M/N] walked down the sidewalk towards the meeting place at Tweek's coffeehouse. The person had said he would be late because their kid was having a fit. It must be a baby or toddler, [M/N]'s specialty. He kept walking down the street with a hum, seeing the coffee shop and hurried over. The smell of warm coffee and the sound of chatter was the first thing he had heard and smelled when [M/N] walked in. He can see Tweek twitching and taking orders, talking about the new specials and such. [M/N] sits his bookbag down as he sits down into a booth, he pulled out some math homework to do.
He hated math but might as well get it over and done. He kept scribbling in the answers after figuring it out. His focus on the papers in front of him, his [E/C] eyes glancing up once in a while to see the possible parent and child but no one came towards him. He was getting a bit nervous and especially getting antsy. Maybe it was some rich socialite? Someone with too many kids and needed a lot of help? He didn't know and he wanted them to be there fas-
" [M/N]?"
[M/N]'s head snapped up and smiled only for it to fall when he noticed who called him. His pencil falls and rolls off the table, Kenny noticed and a weak smile pulled on his pale lips. Yeah, I'm just as shock, Kenny thought as he looked at his ex-boyfriend and opens his mouth but the baby who was sleeping in his make-shift sling began wailing when the door of the shop slammed closed with the jingle of a bell. People began sending Kenny dirty looks and teens gave them annoyed ones too. [M/N] stood up once Kenny gently took the baby out, trying to calm him down and [M/N] grimaced. The baby was in clothes that was a couple months too big for him, he had Karen's smallest socks on his hands, probably to prevent himself from scratching at his face.
" Hand the baby over, Ken." [M/N] ordered as he moved from the table and made grabby hands towards the blond who slowly hands his son over. [M/N] carefully took the baby, support his head and body. He cradles the baby against his chest and cooed over him, the baby kept crying as he stared up at the new person. His chubby arms moving around, the sock-gloves lightly graving [M/N]'s chin. " Hey, baby McCormick, don't hit me." [M/N] cooed as he looked at the baby, gently rocking him. " When was the last time you fed him?" [M/N] asked as he kept his gaze down on the baby.
" Two hours ago." Kenny answered, as he watched [M/N] gently handle his son with wide eyes, he wasn't shock really, a bit that [M/N] went right to mother hen mode. Though, [M/N] was just natural with kids of all ages. " I need to get more formula." Kenny added, he had ran to the gas station this morning after dropping Karen off at her school. They had one can, but his son drank it all.
" Go to Tweek, tell him you need baby formula." [M/N] said, " The one without meth too." Kenny checked his pockets and [M/N] sighs, using one arm to gently cradle the baby and Kenny watched anxiously as [M/N] used his now free hand, and pulled his wallet out of his pocket. " Here. Get me an ice vanilla coffee too." [M/N] throws the wallet and Kenny almost didn't catch it. [M/N] held the baby with both hands and arms just as Kenny hurried in line just as the last person left with their coffee.
The baby kept crying, not as loud but it was still annoying people next to him. [M/N] smiled down at the baby and cooed, " Okay, Okay, get it out of your system." He smiled and the baby hand raised up, and grazed [M/N]'s chin with his gloved hands again. " You keep trying that, but you can't hit me little McCormick." [M/N] chuckled as he resumed his rocking, humming a bit.
"I'd heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well, it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah"
[M/N] began singing sweetly, almost in a childish tone to the baby. He still moved his arms around but his crying is slowly reduced to whimpers. His bright teal eyes staring up into [M/N]'s soft [E/C] eyes. Small tears ran down his pale cheeks from his small crying fit, but seemed to slowly calm down to [M/N]'s singing.
"Well, your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to the kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips, she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah"
Soon the whimpers stop and the baby's arms stopped moving around, but his full attention was solely on the new person who smelled nice unlike the blond who held him. The stranger smelled way better than the woman too. His teal eyes watching him, and [M/N] smiled down at the baby. The smile made the baby smile back.
"Well baby, I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah"
" Your voice has never lost it's pitch." Kenny said as he walked back from the counter, bottle in one hand and ice coffee in the other. He had heard the final verse of [M/N]'s singing and sat the coffee down. [M/N] sat down, using one arm again to hold the baby and used the other to grasp the bottle from Kenny's hand. He tested it against his arm before slowly feeding the tiny McCormick. [M/N] watched the baby drink the formula, holding him carefully. He was hungry, and probably startled when the door closed. " I didn't think they would send you for help, if you're the one I'm looking for." Kenny said, standing and watching his son eat.
" Me either, nor did I think you'll have a son so soon." [M/N] said, not looking up as he fed the baby. " What's his name?"
" Uh, I..haven't give him one." Kenny said, watching his son eat. Smile on his lips, as his son ate instead of crying. He had been crying all day, used his diaper and ate. It was nice to see him eat and calm down.
" Sit down Ken," [M/N] said as he placed the bottle down on the table once the baby finished eating half of his milk. [M/N] fixed the baby in the burping position and gently pats the baby's back and a large burp came out the baby boy. " Good boy." [M/N] praised as he fixed the baby in his arms, he laid in his arms and kept watching [M/N] with bright teal eyes. [M/N] lifts his head up and looked at Kenny who pulled a chair from a random table. " I'm free in the mornings before school and I am willing to stay until 12 am at nights. Though, I can take him to my job at the daycare on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Friday." [M/N] explained, as he raised an eyebrow. " If you need me to watch him over the weekend then call or text me before hand. Because I may be hanging out with friends or-"
" We have the same friends." Kenny pointed out, and [M/N] narrowed his eyes at him which make the blond cringe. " Uh, you don't have to be formal with me either, I mean, I know you take child care seriously but jesus."
" Kenny, I have to." [M/N] said as he looked down at the baby, who immidealty gives him a toothless smile. [M/N] smiles back at the baby, " I want to keep us professional. Plus everything is paid for by the program at school which you would know, if you came." Kenny dropped out junior year after their broke up. He was surprise but then he heard rumors he dropped out for some hooker, [M/N] could be holding the hooker's son.
" Low-blow, huh?" Kenny mutters to himself as he looked at [M/N]. He looked the same, Kenny had avoided the other for a bit after their break-up. He had his own things too, work, watching Karen, smoking, sex, and girls. [M/N] looked the same, minus the fact that he was bitter towards Kenny which made sense. " Uh, what's a good name for him?" Kenny asked, drawing circles with his fingers on the table top. Hoping [M/N] wouldn't be so cold when it went in the baby direction.
" I have no idea." [M/N] said, as he looked down, a smile still on his lips and the baby gurgled once the attention was on him again by the stranger. " He looks just like you."
" That's what Karen said. I think so too." Kenny said as he smiled, hearing his son gurgled happily. " I was thinking of Kenny Junior." [M/N] gave Kenny a bitch face and Kenny chuckled nervously. " Or not, if you think you can come up with a better name, then say it." So much for Kenny's idea of names.
" I like Georgie." [M/N] said, as he waved his finger in front of the baby's face. The baby tried to take the finger but his gloved hands prevented him. " Georgie McCormick. I mean-" [M/N] glanced at Kenny and stared. "Like whatever, name him.." [M/N] didn't mean to say that out loud, the baby could have a name that the mom gave it but he didn't want to know the mother at all. She must've left Kenny after the birth since Kenny got him for help.
" No way," Kenny grins seeing [M/N] trying to keep his professional tone and atmosphere. Kenny actually liked the name, it had a nice ring to it like [M/N] said with his surname. Georgie McCormick. " That's his name, it's cute." [M/N] nods his head as he sips his ice coffee, Georgie gently batting it with his gloved hand and [M/N] placed it down. He tried to ignore the buzzing and warm feeling of Kenny's approval, it has almost been a year and the feeling in him felt the same as it did when he was together with the blond.
" Anyway, do you agree with my terms?" [M/N] asked, as Kenny stared at the other than the look on Georgie's face. Peaceful, calm, safe. " Kenny?"
" Yeah," Kenny nods, a smile coming to his face. Safe, his son will be safe with [M/N]. " I agree. You're a life saver."
" I know I am." [M/N] replied as he looked at the baby, another happy noise escaped from his mouth. Georgie moved, against [M/N]'s chest, a yawn escaping his lips and [M/N] smiled down at him. Even if he came from a hooker, [M/N] was kind of glad the baby looked more like Kenny than the mystery woman.
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