#yandere South Park x reader

[jewbeloved]

hi me again, I hope I'm not bothering you, can I request some Yandere Kyle, Kenny and Craig headcanons from a fem reader who is very affectionate with their siblings but rejects them completely? like she doesn't even like them touching her or something

Yandere Kyle, Kenny, and Craig with a s/o that is affectionate with their siblings but not them❤️‍🩹

I feel like I'm going to have to be using the Tumblr gifs at the moment until Tumblr fixes the tiny gifs that appear on Mobile tbh 😑

Warnings: Jealousy?

Gender: Female

💚 Kyle Broflovski 🍏

When you first refused to give him affection, he was confused. Did he do something? Are you mad at him? If you are, what can he do to make it up to you??

Those questions always ring through his head, until he saw you giving affection to his little brother Ike while completely ignoring him.

He then began to catch on that you're only giving affection to Ike instead of him.

While Ike is still a kid, he does like when your attention is focused on him. But he doesn't completely understand when you overdo it.

Kyle will definitely get jealous, even when it's his little brother. He doesn't like it that Ike is always receiving way too much affection from you instead of him.

But he knows that Ike is still a kid and doesn't know much about affection and what effects it have so he doesn't blame Ike too much.

While Kyle normally does become violent and aggressive towards the person who's stealing his s/o's attention or who's making him jealous in the first place. But hurting Ike is the last thing that will cross his mind, he still loves his little brother too much to do that.

He's going to still try his best to get you to give him some affection, If I'm being honest. He might start to become touch starved if nothing is working.

And if everything he does truly fails, it looks like he's going to have to go with the option of making Ike dislike you completely so he won't allow you to give him your unnecessary affection. 💚💚💚💚💚

🧡 Kenny Mccormick 🧀

Similar to Kyle, he is completely confused on why you won't give him affection at all when he always gives it to you so why?

But for Kenny, it took him quite a while to figure out that you prefer to give his little sister more affection than him.

Instead of him getting immediately jealous, he would try to spend more time around his sister hoping that you will finally give him the affection he deserves.

But you just went straight to giving Karen affection and acting like Kenny isn't even in the room to begin with.

Let me tell ya, Kenny is freaking out here.

He's going to be having a lot of questions running through his mind just like Kyle. Why won't you give him affection??? What did he do wrong?? Are you thinking about dating his sister instead??? Oh God I hope you're not thinking about doing that.

Kenny still doesn't get jealous, but he is becoming even more upset and sadder by the sec you refuse to show him any affection.

But that doesn't mean he's going to give up, you'll soon change your mind and give him the affection he wants someday....and you don't have a choice or option....🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

💙 Craig Tucker 🐹

Not really disturbed by the fact of you rejecting to give him affection, he probably thought you were mostly in a bad mood or something so he didn't really think deep into it.

He slowly started to notice that something was up when he saw you giving affection to his sister Tricia, the Affection that you WERE supposed to give to him!

Okay okay, let's not get carried away...you're just probably giving her normal affection like friends would.

Yeah nope, he was wrong.

You're giving Tricia the kind of affection that you were supposed to be giving him.

He was honestly pissed but relieved when he heard his sister saying that she doesn't like too much affection being given to her so she pushes you away.

He is going to always use those opportunities whenever his sister pushes you away more often, like Kenny. He isn't going to give up. 💙💙💙💙

Sorry If Craig's was a bit short, I didn't know what else to write.

#south park x reader #south park #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #craig tucker x reader #yandere kyle broflovski x reader #yandere craig tucker x reader #yandere kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #craig tucker #kyle brovlofski #jealousy #yandere headcanons #affection #yandere south park #yandere south park x reader #southpark blog #southpark sp #sp x reader #x reader #southpark x y/n #southpark scenarios #southpark headcanons

[kaidoreunion]

yandere kenny general headcanons (if your open)

yandere kenny mccormick general headcanons

content warnings: yandere, violence, aged up sp, sexual themes (it’s Kenny what do you expect?), I hate writing headcanons so these are very informal

-Kenny McCormick probably first expressed interest in you after hearing something sexual about you. Like Tammy Warner.

-For example, maybe someone said you gave an ex partner sexual gratification, or maybe there’s a rumor that you have a big dick, or tits, or something

-Regardless, whether the rumors were true or not doesn’t matter once he actually, you know, knows you

-He thinks the world of you. You all saw how he looked at the choir girl right? Well that’s how he looks at you, for as long as he knows you.

-Kenny tells his friends everything. Like, EVERYTHING. About you, your family, your relationship, and if/when you become intimate, he’s describing every inch of you to them. They really, truly, do not want to hear it, either.

-Cartman tries to hit on you as a way to fuck with Kenny and as a result, Kenny chases him with a hammer. I think this might be a bit out of character, but it’s funny and yandere-esque so let’s roll with it!!

-Kenny is a very jealous guy, yandere or not. Yandere only intensifies his already existing insecurities when dating. What do you MEAN you have a brother? That you hang out with, and share a HOUSE with!? Doesn’t that mean he gets to hear when you shower!?

-Maybe he isn’t delusional to that extent, but I do think he’d be very jealous and territorial.

-Wanna wear matching parkas? And can he spray yours with pheromone perfume? Please?

-Kenny’s defining yandere characteristic is easily his jealousy. Otherwise, he doesn’t really act much different than how regular Kenny might.

-As Mysterion, I can absolutely see Kenny using his alter ego as an anonymous way to keep you away from those he deems a threat.

-Princess Kenny wants you to give him a big old kiss on the lips when you save him! You WILL save him, right?

#yandere #yandere South Park #yandere sp #South Park x reader #yandere kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick #TW yandere #yandere cw #yandere x reader #yandere South Park x reader #yandere sp x reader

[anxiousnerdwritings]

Yandere Eric Cartman Headcanons (general)

Eric is extremely selfish and manipulative, going to whatever extreme lengths he can to get what he wants not caring who he has to use to achieve those wants. Not only does he manipulate others but his darling wouldn’t be any exception to his manipulation either. Eric would even go as far as to pretend to be and act as someone he wasn’t to get his darling to drop their guard allowing him to worm his way into their life.

He wouldn’t care who he had to hurt or emotionally and mentally ruin to achieve his endeavors as long as it got him what he wanted or where he needed to be. Throughout all of this Eric wouldn’t see anything wrong with his behavior or actions whatsoever. He’s not the bad guy here, everyone else is at fault not him. He can’t help that everyone else is a dick.

Given Eric’s severe narcism he wholeheartedly expects to be his darling’s top priority, their only priority. He wants, no, he needs their time and attention to be solely directed towards him and if he doesn’t get it then he’ll just have to demand for it. Or if he’s under the guise of portraying himself as something completely opposite of his real self then Eric will come up with some way to get his darling’s attention on him without breaking the immersion of himself that he’s put so much effort into upholding. He’ll most likely choose to use more manipulation and guilt tripping on his darling to get them to focus on him. Or if he’s really had enough of others stealing their time and attention away from him then he’ll work on getting back at those people. Whether it be ruining their lives and reputation or simply taking them out of the picture altogether and making it where that person won’t ever be a problem for him again.

Eric is very much of the ‘If I can’t have you, no one can’ mentality. He is very toxic for anyone but especially his darling. He may try and fool himself to be better for his darling and clean up his act, so to speak, but it won’t last for too long before he’s back to his old ways. Nothing could really get Eric to change, at least not entirely or genuinely.

When it comes to the entirety of his obsession, Eric isn’t completely alone in his efforts of making his darling all his. No, his mother is very much an accomplice to his obsessiveness and enables him all the more. She would do anything for her beloved child and if that means helping him get/keep his darling then so be it. She doesn’t necessarily agree with it but if it makes her Poopsiekins happy then she could turn a blind eye to whatever. Besides, having to hear his incessant crying and whining is just too much for her, in more ways then one.

#yandere eric cartman #yandere eric cartman imagine #yandere south park #yandere south park imagine #eric cartman imagine #south park imagine #yandere #yandere writings #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #x reader #eric cartman x reader #yandere eric cartman x reader #yandere south park x reader #yandere headcanons #headcanons #yandere south park headcanons #south park headcanons #south park x reader

[multifanlol]

Can you do more yandere scott tenorman x reader pls I have brainrot of him

Sure! I love Scott smm

Gn reader!

Tw: Stalking, Kidnapping, yandere stuff you’d usually see, mentions of stalking, mentions of sexual fantasies

“Hm?”

“I said do you want to watch a movie with me?”

Y/n said with a annoyed look on their face

“You keep on dozing off, it’s starting to get annoying what are you thinking about Taylor Swift if she was naked?”

“No! Why don’t you mind your business?”

Scott didn’t mean to sound harsh i mean truth be told he was fantasising about someone, just not who you’d think it was….

It hasn’t been recent ever since Scott took a liking to you he can remember the specific day, time, place month and year. And he thought he was bad at math

Although it started off as a simple harmless small crush he didn’t almost realise he liked you

Although the small crush only got bigger and bigger he didn’t just want to give you small stuff as a way to show affection towards you, he wanted to go bigger

You we’re oblivious to him atleast no matter the clear cards he gives to you or speeches he does you still don’t realise?! Even if your oblivious you couldn’t be THIS oblivious in his eyes atleast then he came to a conclusion that maybe it wasn’t you, maybe there was someone else in the picture

I mean it was shocking to him you had a life outside of hanging out with him he sometimes forgets you have other friends that aren’t him sometimes he wishes it was that way

So to know if you were seeing someone instead of asking you oh no, he knew that would be too obvious what If you questioned him? I mean in his eyes you not telling him you have a partner anyway is enough

He decided to dig a little deeper, following you home which ended up having your entire schedule memorised

Whenever he’d come across a “rival” it made him feel a rage that he couldn’t even describe

Why were they talking to you so nicely? Why we’re they holding your hand? Why do they even know you?

The rage wouldn’t stop bothering him it felt like a itch that wouldn’t go away

So therefore to make it go away he had to ahem “eliminate” them

Sure he knocked them out with a shovel and hit them with it a “couple” more times to make sure there dead and buried them in his own backyard

I mean, his parents would never realise right? He doesn’t know where to put them for now besides his parents love him dearly and would never question why there son is forbidding them from going to a certain part around the backyard

But that wasn’t enough he knew no matter how much people he’d kill more would come into your your life

There was the itch again, i mean it’s not like he did anything! Sure sometimes he sneaks into your bedroom to watch you sleep to make sure your okay….

Or thinks maybe kidnapping you and hiding you somewhere where you and him could be together forever would be nice…..

This is why he’s dozing off the thoughts keep on getting worser and worser-

“Heloooo?!”

Y/n started waving their hands on the gingers face

“Huh? Oh i did it again god dammit-“

“Jeez dude, look just tell me what’s this all about maybe i can help you-“

“Listen, it’s nothing okay?! Let’s just watch that stupid movie you want so we can just stop talking about this-“

“….Jeez, i was just asking”

The itch wouldn’t go away he felt like he was hitting a limit he needed to hide you somewhere i mean you are home alone so maybe he can-

He shook his head over those thoughts it’d be too risky, he doesn’t wanna risk getting caught and-

What if he hides you in that place in the woods

He stops for a second then he stares at you just swiping through the channels trying to find a movie to watch

“How would you feel if it was just us together finding movies-“

“Um what”

“Nevermind! Let’s not watch a movie i heard there’s some cool shally out in the woods, why don’t we check it out”

“I’m very comfortable here thank you-“

“Great, let’s go!”

And well yeah 🙃

Sorry if it’s short i didn’t have much ideas for it 😭

Scott what are you planning-

Sorry that it’s a cliffhanger i didn’t feel like finishing it :,)

I hope you all liked it have a good day/night! :)

#character x reader #yandere x reader #South Park #south park x reader #Scott Tenorman #Scott Tenorman x reader #Yandere Scott Tenorman x reader #Yandere South Park x reader

[kr0zast4r]

YANDERS CRAIG AND TWEEK PLSSS🙏🙏🙏🙏🫶🫶

𝓞𝓴🫶🫶👍👍 𝓗𝓶𝓶𝓶 𝓕𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓱 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓑𝓽𝔀😶

𝓜𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓼𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓻𝓷 :( 𝓨𝓐𝓝𝓓𝓔𝓡𝓔!𝓒𝓡𝓔𝓔𝓚 𝓧 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓𝓔𝓡♡

꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷

𝓣𝓦:𝓚𝓘𝓓𝓝𝓐𝓟𝓟𝓘𝓝𝓖,𝓜𝓤𝓡𝓓𝓔𝓡,𝓢𝓣𝓐𝓛𝓚𝓘𝓝𝓖.

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*

❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀

Your ours now~. -Craig and Tweek♡ ❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀

✼ •• ┈┈┈┈๑⋅⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯⋅๑┈┈┈┈ •• ✼ ♡•𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓯𝓸𝓻 2 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝔀, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼. 𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓳𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶(Dang they get jealous easily :0)𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓸 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝔂'𝓪𝓵𝓵.•♥︎

♡•𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓣𝓥 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓷 10 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓭 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓷 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓼𝓱 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶. "Wait what-??...." 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓾𝔃 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓷•♥︎

♡•𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶. 𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓚𝔂𝓵𝓮 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓯𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓴𝓲 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓣𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝔂 𝓜𝓬𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓔𝓻𝓲𝓬 𝓒𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰.𝓐𝓵𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓱 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓔𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪 𝓳𝓸𝓴𝓮. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼•♥︎

♡•𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮: "Love us~" "I'll will kill for you~" 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓥 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓹𝓼. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓢𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓷𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓡𝓸𝓸𝓶. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝔂 𝓻𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓾𝓽 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓹𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝓭 𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓴 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓯𝓯. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓾𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽.𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰'𝓼 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓑𝓽𝔀.•♥︎

♡•𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓾𝓹 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽. 𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾. "It looks like you awake now~"-𝓒𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓰."Craig and Tweek you were the ones murdering students-???"-𝓨𝓸𝓾. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓱 𝓷𝓸𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼. "It looks like your ours now darling~." 𝓘'𝓶 𝓼𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝔀. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝔂, 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭,𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓫𝓽𝔀. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓬𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓷𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓫𝓽𝔀.•♥︎

꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷ 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓷<3 𝓑𝓻𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓔𝓧𝓣𝓡𝓔𝓜𝓔𝓛𝓨 𝓬𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝔂 𝓫𝓽𝔀. 𝓟𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓬𝓮. 😭😭😭 𝓐𝓷𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓹𝓽. 2-??

☆𝓛𝓐𝓜𝓔 𝓖𝓞𝓞𝓕𝓨 𝓣𝓐𝓖𝓩 ❗️❗️★

#⊰🍚⊱𝟏𝟗𝐑𝟎𝐙𝟒 #creek x reader #tweek x reader #yandere south park x reader #yandere south park #yandere x reader #Craig x reader #WOW TWO CLINGY YANDERES MALES #Im bored now

[messyhairedhazeleyeddude]

Friends w/ Benefits !!

- with the South Park Boys / x Reader

|| NSFW HC’S & SCENARIOS ||

▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰

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!

▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰

Point of View : First P.O.V.

Character’s in here : Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Kenny McCormick, and Craig Tucker.

╒══════════════════════╕

#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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

- 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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈ ✧ Start of Scenario ✧ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ✧ End of Scenario ✧ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

════════════════════════

#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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

- 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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈ ✧ Start of Scenario ✧ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ✧ End of Scenario ✧ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

════════════════════════

#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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

- 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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈ ✧ Start of Scenario ✧ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

“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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ✧ End of Scenario ✧ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

════════════════════════

#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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

- 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.

┈┈┈┈┈┈ ✧ Start of Scenario ✧ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

“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…”

╚═════════════════════╝

▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰

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!

#southpark #south park #south park fanfiction #south park fandom #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #kenny mccormick #craig tucker #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #craig tucker x reader #craig tucker x male reader #south park smut #south park headcanons #south park hcs #stanley is a bottom #kenny does not care where it is #and craig is a yandere #Spotify

[senseichaos]

IMAGINE:

Kyle Broflovski who's obsessed with that bow you wear in your hair. When he first saw you he thanked the gods for giving you such a distinct part of you. Now he can see you for miles.

He's ashamed of this obsession, if he's honest. Not just with the bow but with you. He could not conceal that ethereal feeling he gets whenever you so much as glance at him. Hell, you could never glance at him and he'd still be acting like a blushing bride.

Love me.

Every morning before he left the house he'd fix himself up, putting on a little bit of makeup to get rid of those horrible eyebags and do his hair in such a way you could only see a little of it poke from beneath his green hat.

To you, he didn't want to be that ginger kid that looks at me funny. He wants to be that cute and hot boy that looks good every. Single. Day. He wants you to swoon. He wants you to love him more and more and more.

In truth, he doesn't want to love you. And not in the way that he doesn't like you, no.

When he started to love you it changed him. It started from those odd silences that stan would point out whenever he was around to full arguments as his personality slowly changed to fit you. His friends noticed, his parents noticed. Stan noticed.

Then there's the jealousy. The seething arguments when any of his friends would get close to you, to threatening Stan after he asked you about a question on a worksheet.

It's an agony that Kyle cannot describe. That feeling that you can't let go of something or someone. That feeling of horrible jealousy. That feeling that his friends are against him. Those violent urges against any boy who knows you. And the pure and horrible feeling that came with the fear of being rejected.

Love me.

Every day seems to get worse, and every day he seems to force himself closer to you. It started with talking to your friends, forcing himself to get along with them; then it was starting small talk with you, bouncing off everything you say to seem like you were the same; then full conversations, where he'd let you talk about yourself and only ever talk about himself very vaguely.

Then he confesses his love.

Love me.

You say no.

Love me.

He suddenly doesn't know what to do with himself.

Love me.

He'd make you love him.

Love me.

Part 2 soon!

#Spotify #proship #senseichaos #antishippers dni #senseichaosdrabbles #proship fanfiction #south park #south park fanfiction #south park fluff #south park proship #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski #yandere kyle Broflovski #yandere south park #yandere #obsessed kyle Broflovski #yandere kyle Broflovski x reader

[f4iryyuiirz]

hii!! okay, can i request for headcannons on yandere!fbw stan? could the prompt be something like the reader is already dating stan, but she doesn’t know that he’s toolshed, headcannons of how he would act around her? thanks!

i feel like he would stalk you but he would be more like a ‘guardian angel’ to make sure nobody hurts you.

as yan!stan is pretty clingy, i feel like toolshed would have to die down his affections for you as you’re dating his alter-ego ⁽ˢᵗᵃⁿ⁾ and you would never cheat on him.

i also feel like he wouldn’t want you to ever find out that he’s stan mainly because using ‘toolshed’ he would be able to stalk you without worrying if you would catch him since even if you do, you’ll never know it’s stan, so he would still be dating you as stan

stan would most likely avoid when he’s toolshed given ^ but if you and him did somehow meet face to face i feel like he would try to get information out of you that he couldn’t if he was stan. 

like what you thought of him, would you ever cheat on him and using this info he would try to improve to better your liking of him.

and if you’re saying ‘oh no, i would never tell anyone i just met about my love life like that.’ think again.

think again, stan is a very manipulative person and that trait continues even when he’s toolshed and since you two were already dating, it felt like you had known him for years, which you have you just don’t know it yet.

he also feels the duty to protect you and make sure you're safe ⁽ᵍⁱᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ⁾ so when he saves you, he tries to act cool about it but it’s almost impossible when he’s practically weak in the knees when he sees you.

i don’t think toolshed would try to kidnap you ⁽ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ’ᵗ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ ᵛⁱᵒˡᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵉᶠᵉⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵒⁿᵒʳ⁾

overall, stan will always be your hero, whether he’s toolshed or not

⁽ᵒʳ ʷʰᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵒʳ ⁿᵒᵗ⁾

#south park hcs #south park x reader #stan marsh x reader #toolshed x reader #stan marsh #toolshed #writing #my writing #x reader #gender neutral reader #south park #marjorineirlwrites #chayungwrites #glamore𐐪♡𐑂 #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere male #tw yandere

[sundaepoppy]

Hi! I was wondering if you could write romantic yandere hcs with Thomas tweek pip and Gregory with a gn! Imp! Reader? Sorry if this request was not specific enough!

Yandere Thomas, Tweek, Pip, and Gregory with an Imp s/o❤️‍🔥💖❤️‍🩹

Warnings: obsessive behavior, punishments, humiliation, murder, bite marks.

Genre: Romantic

Gender: Neutral

💛 Thomas Lacey 🩸

Even though he is a yandere, he's still practically a sweetheart.

But more sweet towards you than anybody else in this scenario.

He often pukes blood whenever he is around you, how can he not resist how adorable you are?

He always gives you sweet kisses whenever you both are cuddling and he whispers sweet stuff into your ears while he strokes your wings. <3

He is sweet, but he's capable of hurting somebody whenever they try hitting on you or stealing you away from him.

He won't hurt you, only if you don't try escaping him. If you don't try to escape, then Thomas is a happy boi •v•

His punishments aren't that cruel since he is still a sweetheart towards you so you don't have to worry.

He may also cook for you if you been a good girl/boy.💛💛💛💛💛

💛 Tweek Tweak ☕

You both grew up together and had always been friends ever since.

Tweek soon has started to develop feelings for you. The only difference is that those feelings has become quite obsessive.

Tweek's eyes are always on you and only you so he ends up zoning out quite often.

Everyone was concerned on the way Tweek was acting until they figured out that he was high heels over you.

Tweek always gets jealous and quite angry whenever he sees you talking to someone. It makes him twitch more violently in frustration than it already is.

Tweek then kidnapped you so he could have you all to himself. Nobody is allowed to touch what is his.

If you ever try to escape, punishments will be served. More like bruise marks on your body.

If you try to escape again. Tweek might just tie your hands together with cuffs as a form of humiliation.

He is still sweet though! when you aren't being naughty of course.💛💛💛💛💛

💛 Pip Pirrup 🌠

You'll definitely be covered in bite marks. All over your body.

Pip bites gently though! He would never hurt his precious s/o. Unless he has to....

But don't worry dear, it only happens when you have been naughty. Don't be naughty and Pip won't hurt you! <3

He is so sweet and clingy! He'd be clingy to you very often ♥️ he likes the feeling of his s/o in his arms...

He peppers your face with kisses while biting you in the progress.

His victims....his killings are a bit messy if I do say so.

He definitely didn't bite the face off of his victims or stab them. He definitely didn't do that because they were messing with him and his s/o.

Pip is just protecting his s/o <3

If you make him jealous though....he might give you more bite marks than usual to show you that you belong to him and only him.💛💛💛💛

💛 Gregory Bellarose ♣️

Gregory as a yandere? My! how rare....

Gregory must've taken a liking into you for him to be your yandere.

He is sweet, but also flirty as well. He makes flirty comments in your ear just so he could see your adorable face blush bright red.

Escaping him would be hard, he can just easily grab you and pull you back towards him with his Ink goo hands.

Humiliation is one of Gregory's ways of punishing you. He'd make you wear a collar that has "Gregory's Bitch" carved on it.

He can just hold you in place with the ink hands, allowing him to do whatever he wants with for your punishments.

His killings, well I won't go in exact details. But they aren't really quite pleasant to see dear.

Probably something far worse then what Pip does.

But that's okay! He isn't that cruel to make you watch him murder his victim in a not too horrible fashion way. 💛💛💛💛💛💛

Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop Bleep bloop

#south park x reader #south park #hellpark x reader #hellpark #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #romantic #thomas lacey x reader #tweek tweak x reader #pip pirrup x reader #gregory of yardale x reader #thomas lacey #tweek tweak #pip pirrup #gregory of yardale #south park headcanons #south park scenarios #south park x y/n #sp x reader

[jewbeloved]

Could you write the Yandere alphabet of Tweek and Craig? thank you very much (btw have a happy new year <3)

Yandere Creek Alphabet 💙💛🩸❤️‍🩹💔

Warnings: mentions of kidnapping and murder

Gender: Neutral

💛 Craig and Tweek 💙

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

At first, they preferred to stay as a couple since they weren't really into poly relationships.

But that was until they immediately changed their minds after seeing you for the first time, they still weren't sure about it though but after the poly relationship started with you and them they didn't regret it one single bit.

As for them giving affection, Craig is always down with cuddling you and Tweek together. He also lets you cuddle him if you wanna take over and be the big spoon.

Tweek is nervous when Craig is not present at the moment during your cuddling sessions. He's afraid he might cuddle you uncomfortably or you might be annoyed at him for feeling anxious even though it's just you both cuddling.

Please give Tweek some reassurance that he's doing alright 🥺

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

They are pretty much soft yanderes when it comes to you.

They aren't a huge fan of murdering their victims physically, like Kenny in my last yandere alphabet with him. Craig and Tweek prefer to kill their victims where the blood or evidence won't get on them.

Washing their clothes and getting rid of evidence that is on them is a real pain in the butt you know?

Their killings aren't really messy, they're in fact clean and straightforward.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Goodness no!

Why would they mock you?

Sure they may have kidnapped you, but that doesn't mean they would go out of their way to degrade you like a helpless animal, even If you try to escape from them.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Anything that will involve you trying to escape.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Tweek would be the most vulnerable one in this scenario.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

You could do anything, and they still wouldn't let you leave them.

They're loyal asf.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

No

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Oh, probably when you did something really uncalled for and made them both snap at you and made you sleep on the couch crying yourself to sleep for hours.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

They don't mind any future with you, as long as you're by their side.

They can already tell their future is going to be amazing.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Yep they do get jealous, but not jealous enough to kill that particular person on the spot.

Unless that person really pushed their jealousy to the next level.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

They're drowning you in kisses and affection all day, and you can't do anything about it >:C

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

They approached and talked to you normally like any other person would before they began to develop highly feelings for you.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Tweek almost made it seem obvious a few times, but he got better at hiding over time like Craig.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Punishment? Nah.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

None, your free darling. But not free enough to be allowed to leave ☺️

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

As patient as a porcupine 🤗🤗☺️

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Their relationship wouldn't be the same without you, they both loved you so much but since you're gone. They can't even stay together.

Craig and Tweek would both break up with each other and go separate ways.

Sorry, but it wouldn't be the same without you...

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Tweek does feel guilty for kidnapping and shutting you away from the world like this.

But if he ends up having a certain mood swing, he wouldn't feel bad nor guilty about it.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

The protective side got the better of them, if it didn't they wouldn't be on the edge of being yanderes.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Let's be honest, Tweek would probably be freaking out the most and think it would be his fault that you're isolating yourself from them both.

Craig would calm him down and reassure him, before he talks you into stop isolating yourself.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

No

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

You might have to play your cards right with this one.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

🫤👉❌ No

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

They would mostly be friends with you for like a couple of weeks before they took it to the next level of asking you to be in a poly relationship with them.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

2 months

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

No means no.

Haven't done a yandere alphabet in ages, tbh.

#south park x reader #south park #craig tucker x reader #tweek tweak x reader #tweek tweak #craig tucker #craig x tweek #craig x reader x tweek #yandere south park x reader #yandere craig tucker x reader #yandere tweek tweak x reader #yandere craig tucker #yandere tweek tweak #yandere alphabet #yandere south park #southpark blog #southpark sp #sp x reader #x reader #southpark x y/n #southpark scenarios #southpark headcanons

[kaidoreunion]

It's me. again. this time we're doing kyle from south park

yandere kyle brofvloski: “wimp”

content warnings: yandere, shy-ish/weak reader, GN reader, violence, ooc probably, high school au

Kyle leans against the wall outside of the dingy locker room, the one with the flickering lights and mysterious smell. He’s waiting for his friends to finish getting changed after their gym class, so that they can finally leave and go do whatever stupid thing they think up.

His eyes land on you, your locker conveniently located directly across from where he’s standing. You groan and grunt, struggling and failing to yank your locker open, even after trying several times to put in your combination. A small smile tugs at his lips, hard face softening at the sight of your fruitless efforts.

“Simp.”

Kyle looks up, startled, only to find Stan smiling at him teasingly. Kyle rolls his eyes and waves his hand.

“Shut up.”

Stan only smirks wider, clasping his hands with Kyle’s. “Oh, Y/N, you’re so cute, marry me and have a million of my babies!” He gasps out jokingly, making obnoxious kissing noises.

Kyle’s face flushes bright red and he swats Stan away, quickly shooting his gaze back to you, who is suddenly very fascinated by the floor as you walk away swiftly.

“Dude! You asshole! There’s no way they didn’t hear that!” Kyle snaps, shoving Stan away from him. Stan tilts his head.

“Kyle, they know you like them already. They’d have to be fucking dumb not to. I mean, you basically drop your jaw every time you see them, and that’s not exactly a pen in your pocket is it?”

“Gross! Shut the hell up!”

Stan laughs, looking over as Cartman and Kenny walk out of the locker room, engaged in a conversation of their own.

Kyle doesn’t pay attention to whatever they’re saying, far too focused on his own humiliation.

—

“Kyle? Hi, um,”

Kyle looks up so fast, he’s shocked he doesn’t snap his neck. His eyes meet yours, and he presses his lips together, feeling that familiar heat in his face.

You look down, continuing. “So, uh… you’re friends with Kenny?”

His face falls a little at the mention of his friend, but he nods regardless. He notes the way your eyes light up at that, and his stomach sinks in jealousy.

“Is he um- like—“

Kyle can’t help himself, cutting you off before you can get too far. “Wait, are you asking me to hook you two up?”

You don’t answer, but the way your eyes widen and your lips part is more than enough for him to draw a conclusion.

“I’m sorry!” You panic, waving your hands. “That was so stupid, please forget I said anything, and please don’t tell him, it was dumb!”

Before he can respond, you scurry off. He frowns, tilting his head and looking at his desk. He can’t help but feel bad for making you feel like an idiot, and he wishes he could tell you that it’s not you he’s irritated with.

—

“You fucking asshole! What’s so special about you!?” Kyle shouts, shoving Kenny onto the sidewalk after school. Cartman and Stan look at each other in surprise, and while Cartman laughs to himself, Stan rushes over.

“Dude, lay off—“

“No!” Kyle argues back, tackling Kenny and yanking his hood down.

“Fuck you!” Kenny snaps, kicking his feet against Kyle’s stomach, but Kyle doesn’t relent, throwing a punch to his jaw. “I didn’t even do anything, you fucktard!”

Noticing the commotion, a small crowd gathers, chanting for whoever they’re hoping wins, and most bets are on Kenny, which only fuels Kyle’s festering jealousy.

Cartman is quick to start taking bets, piles of cash in building up in his hands.

“You shithead! Answer me! What’s so great about you, huh? Are you trying to get into Y/N’s pants!?” Kyle demands, grunting as Kenny lands a punch to his cheek.

“What are you even talking about!?”

Kyle pants, staring down at Kenny’s bloodied face. His is no better, nose dripping blood and cheek stained with Kenny’s handprint. He looks up, finally inspecting the crowd. His face pales, spotting your adorably recognizable face right at the front.

—

“Wait, Y/N, hold it!” Kyle pleads, chasing you through the hallway. You run like your life depends on it, panting.

When he’d suddenly shouted your name mid-fight, your soul had left your body, fearing you were going to be his next opponent. Of course, he’d never dream of such a thing, but you didn’t know that.

“Stop!” He catches your wrist in his hand, pulling you back toward him. You grunt weakly and squirm your wrist around, but it’s futile. “Y/N, please listen to me. I’m not gonna beat you up!”

You pause, panting and looking up at him with wide, fearful eyes that make his heart face.

“Promise?”

“What— yes, of course I promise.” He shakes his head, offended that you’d even question his sincerity. “I’m sorry, alright? I’m a guy, and Kenny’s my friend, fighting is, I dunno, normal in our group. Okay?”

“You were both bleeding!” You argue, grabbing his face and gripping his cheeks. “You still are!”

He blushes, the heat and pressure causing his nose to bleed slightly harder than it already was, making you since and let go of him.

“I know, I know.”

“Fighting is stupid. Just talk about things like normal people…”

Kyle smiles weakly, tilting his head. “Fair point… I’ll keep that in mind, okay?”

“Okay..”

His eyes flicker to your lips, and his heart clenches. His mind floods with thoughts of kissing you, holding you, touching y—

He loses his train of thought when you start walking away. Panicked that he’ll lose his only chance to really get close with you, he takes a step. “Wait!”

You turn back around, concerned and confused. He takes his chance to step closer to you, looking down at you with a nervous frown.

“Is there a reason you like Kenny so much?”

The question catches you off guard, and he sees it in your face. “Uh—“

“I just- I mean- I really like you. Like, so much. I get good grades, I try really hard to be respectful, I don’t think I’m, like, ugly or anything… and I know he’s got his own charm or whatever but is there any chance you’d ever consider me? At all?”

“What? I mean- I… I uh…” You trail off, too flustered to get out a proper reply. His eyes flicker back to your lips and he grabs your shoulders awkwardly, pressing his lips to yours for a split seconds.

As fast as it began, it ends, and he quickly pulls away.

“Sorry.”

You blink, wincing. “I’m sorry, I- I just- you’re.. I don’t…”

He tunes you out, wide eyed and horrified.

No, no, no. You’re going to reject him. Fuck, why did he have to confess? He’s so stupid, such a fucking idiot.

“Don’t finish that.” He pleads. His despaired expression abruptly fades into a more cold one. “Oh… I get it. I’ll kill him, I swear…”

#tw yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere south park #yandere south park x reader #yandere sp #yandere kyle Brofvloski

[kenny-the-ken]

Y O U + M E |Pt 3|

A LOT OF WARNINGS WITH THIS ONE!!!! ALL AGED UP CHARACTERS AND IN HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE!! Loosely based on the Netflix show YOU, if y'all have seen it,,, then you know what Kenny's gonna do. If you haven't seen it,,, strap yourselves in, it's a lot!! Yandre Kenny, strong language, sexual content, violence, mentions of blood, gore, stalking, obsession and narcissistic thinking, so please beware!! I warned y'all!!

ALSO!!! A lot of this fic is written as Kenny's internal monologue and from his perspective so bare that in mind!!

Spring break. The literal bane of my existence. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love parties, I've taken more drugs than most people I know, excluding my parents of course, but Spring Break in the US was known for crazy parties, girls half naked in bikinis, guys chugging 2% alcohol content beers thinking that they're the shit, and copious amounts of drugs.

I don't care about any of that though, no, not at all, which you may be extremely shocked to hear, the only thing I cared about was, what were you doing for spring break?

Were you going to any parties? Were you meeting any friends, old or new? Were you planning to show yourself off in a tiny bikini, not that I'm complaining, but I'd rather see you like that alone, without other men's wondering eyes glaring at you as if you're a piece of meat. I can promise you y/n, that would not end well for anyone involved.

I had texted you this morning, like we do every morning. We fucked but after that it felt like we drifted apart. Or rather, you drifted from me. So here I sit, in my bathroom, cock in hand with my face buried in your used panties that I'd stolen from a while back, I assumed you didn't miss them much, and anyway, they were currently in use.

I'd give anything for another taste, your lips were soft, plumped, and oh so red from how aggressive I can be, your h/c cascaded perfectly down your back, and your breasts.

"Fuck." I knew thinking about you like this would make me cum faster, and that's exactly what I wanted, for reasons you'll find out soon enough.

Your pierced nipples and how perfectly shaped they were, your ass was round and perfect for slapping when you needed taught a lesson. Your hips were perfect for gripping, and oh how I'd grip your hips and fuck myself deeper and deeper and shit.

And just like that, here I am, hand covered in my own jizz, cock twitching between my legs and your panties still in my hand.

I have a box, I keep it under lock and key behind my wardrobe, just some little souvenirs, your panties, some nude Polaroids I'd found of you in your bedroom. Oh yeah, and one of Clyde's teeth. Just to remember him by.

You see, although we weren't dating, that didn't mean that you weren't in need of protection, you see, I'd overheard Clyde chatting to Jimmy about how he was thinking of asking you on a date. Now, I've known Clyde for a long time, he uses women like they're nothing, fucks 'em, leaves 'em.

What did you expect me to do? I mean, I did this for you! He was going to take advantage of your kindness and use you for his own sexual gratification and desires and then throw you away like you're worthless, and you are far from worthless. I'd kiss your feet as you walked the earth if you'd let me, oh how I'd worship you, like you deserve to be.

It wasn't too hard to kill Clyde, you see, when you've been known as a fuck boy before, which I unfortunately have been, other fuck boys, they tend to trust you more. So Clyde was pretty easy to reel in. I told him the truth, how I was working on an English project with you and I fucked you in your bedroom, and Clyde was all over that shit like a dog on heat. He was so focussed on what he was planning to text to you, obviously with my keen eye proof reading it for him, he was too distracted to notice me coming behind him with a brick. He only realised just as it was too late, sorry dude, your skull's caved in.

We needn't worry about the details of where his body is, let's just say... I've taken care of it. And tonight was our date, and also the first night of spring break, I would ask you what you were up to, and of course I wouldn't demand to come, unless you chose to invite me, no, I would just hang out in background, you won't even notice that I'm there. And I dare anyone to try anything, they would be dead men walking.

It didn't take long for the time of our date to roll around, and I stood on your doorstep, politely knocking on your door a few times, before smiling as the door cracked open.

You were breathtaking. I'd worked my ass off at City Wok to be able to afford to take you out to dinner, and my god, no food could ever look as delicious as you looked right now. Your tits, your hips, your ass, your legs, your hair, your face, everything! We were destined to be together, and when you smiled back at me I swore my heart swole in my chest.

"Hey, Kenny. You ready to go?" You asked, pulling your leather jacket on over your short, black dress that was showing off way too much cleavage for me to control myself for the entire evening, god I'd take you right here right now if I could.

"I was born ready, baby. I got these for you." I replied, bowing to you and holding out a small bouquet of flowers, your hand clutching your chest, and a gasp leaving your red stained lips.

"They're beautiful, Ken! Oh you shouldn't have! I'll just go get these into a vase, please come in." You spoke like an angel, and who was I to say no to an invitation into your home?

"I wanted to. I really do mean what I said last time, I've had my eye on you from you moved here, y/n, and you're different than those other girls, you're special, I can tell." You cheeks were flushed which meant that my charm was working. You'd be mine soon, and as much as I wanted to show you off to the world, I also wanted to hide you from it, so no one would dare to try and steal what's rightfully mine, or they'd end up like Clyde. Buried in the middle of fuck knows where.

"Had your eye on me? Not a little stalker are you, McCormick?" You joked, and I hoped it was a joke, you were laughing and so was I, so that was a good sign.

"Not at all! I mean, how could my eyes not go to you when you walk past me? I mean, look at you!" And slinging my arms round your hips would surely make you see that I was nothing but a pure gentleman.

"You're such a flirt, Kenny." God the way you looked at me, it was no surprise that to me that you'd stolen my heart, god the things I would do to you, the things I would do for you, oh they were criminal, but in this moment as I stood staring into your perfect e/c eyes, I couldn't care if my crimes caught up with me, I mean, getting away with it would be easy, trust me, I'm not that stupid.

Around two hours had passed and so far, our date seemed to be going perfectly, you were laughing at my jokes, I flirted, and you flirted right back, you'd told me about a huge spring break party at Tolken's house, you'd asked me to be your plus one, of course I'd gratefully accept, I needed to keep you safe, you even took my hand within your own when we were leaving the restaurant, my plan was working a charm, and you'd invited me in to your house for a quick night cap, no doubt I'd be staying the night.

And when you led me to your bedroom wearing nothing but some skimpy lingerie, I knew that your panties that were in my safe would be getting a much needed night off from being pressed against my face.

You were on top of me, grinding on me, fuck you were so needy, and my cock was growing by the second, I couldn't help but groan and pull your hips down against my own.

I'd swapped the positions, and now you lay beneath me, I'd left dozens of hickeys all over your neck, your breasts, your stomach, thighs, and now I was going to taste your sweet cunt again, god I couldn't wait, it had been too long from I'd tasted you, had my tongue inside you, claiming your insides, god I was starved, and I couldn't wait any longer, and just as I pressed a closed mouth kiss against your parted lips, your fucking phone rang.

"Ignore it. Don't answer." I ordered, my tongue lapping up your wetness, a moan coming from your lips as your phone started ringing again, and of course, being the kind person that you are, you answered.

And this couldn't have been a worse time, your face was worried, and you moved my head from where I wanted desperately to be for the past week, it was your mother.

Drug overdose, she was in hospital and you had to be there to take care of her, not that she ever did the same for you. No, you'd told me previously that our lives were similar in a lot of ways, and that's where my need to protect you came from. You were like a delicate flower awaiting to bloom, but others put you in the dark, stopped you ever from doing so, from ever reaching your full potential, but I was here now. I was going to care for you, I'd put you in the sun and give you all the love and support I could, the perfect partner, a soul mate some may say.

And as you hurried to pull your sweatpants and T-shirt on to your small frame, tears welling in the corners of your eyes, you gave me a hug, whispering sweet apologies, and I offered to come with you, which you declined. And I understood why, I hated people meeting my parents, seeing my sorry excuse of a home, fitted with built in meth lab in the garden. You were embarrassed, ashamed of your drug addict mother, and I felt that pain, I knew it personally. I was strong enough to deal with it, but you darling, you're too fragile, far too good to be feeling that way, and by god would I protect you from anything.

I'm so sorry to say this baby, your mother will never get clean, she's never been clean your entire life, it truly is a miracle that she's lasted this long. I'd be doing you and everyone else a favour. You'd told me this wasn't the first overdose she'd had, and every one made you feel the same way, like you were the parent, like you were at fault, you didn't keep an attentive enough eye on her, the pain you were feeling was soul destroying, not just for you, but for me too! How dare that woman who brought you into this world make you feel so awful, how dare she cause you pain and misery, if she died it would mean she couldn't cause any more of that, sure you'd be sad, but you'd realise in time that life was better without having to worry every time you left the house if you would come back to your mother, her skin blue and covered in her own vomit, which she choked on in her drug idled state.

And I would care for you, I'd be your shoulder to cry on, your support network, your lover and your boyfriend all tied into one, the whole package, you'd fall straight into my lap and I swear, I'd never ever let you go.

I'm sorry hunny, but your mother needs to be dealt with, and it would be easier than you'd think, one bad batch could wipe out hundreds of drug addicts, and besides, it's not as if I'd never used this method before. My parents died of an 'overdose', well, at least that's what the coroner's report said on the matter, Karen was put into my care, and the home was given to us, and life had been so much happier from I did my whole family a favour and took them out of the equation, and I know you will feel the same, in time at least.

As I drove you to the hospital you told me about your childhood. How you'd been in foster care, then your mother cleaned her act up and for a long time she was stable and in recovery, till she met some douchebag when you were ten, and she was back to using again, and your life had never been the same since.

When we pulled up outside the hospital, you hugged me tightly and kissed me twice, telling me that you'd text me later, and thanking me for the lovely evening, I assured you that this was to be the first of many of these delightful evenings, and even in the deepest depths of your pain, you still smiled at me.

I watched you till your figure disappeared inside the hospital, and I knew there and then what had to be done. I'm sorry baby, but your mother isn't good for you, she's not good for you, not good for us!

She had to go, and I had to be the one to kill her.

#kenny mccormick #kenny south park #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick smut #eric cartman #stan marsh #kyle brovlofski #kyle south park #south park #stan south park #south park smut #south park x reader #south park boys #fanfic #you netflix #yandere

[kr0zast4r]

✼ •• ┈┈┈┈๑⋅⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯⋅๑┈┈┈┈ •• ✼

✧🅁🄴🅀🅄🄴🅂🅃 🅁🅄🄻🄴🅂✦

𝙍𝙀𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏 = 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 [✅]

╔.★. .═══════════╗

"𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢

𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛". 𝙺𝚛𝟶𝚣𝚊𝚂𝚝𝟺𝚛

*╚═══════════. .★.╝

𝐂𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 !! ♡

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐎:

✼ •• ┈┈┈┈๑⋅⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯⋅๑┈┈┈┈ •• ✼

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟=[✅]

𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 = [✅] (𝟏𝟖+ 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑)

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 = [✅]

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 = [✅] (𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭)

𝐇𝐂'𝐬 = [✅] (𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 [✅]

✼ •• ┈┈┈┈๑⋅⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯⋅๑┈┈┈┈ •• ✼

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐎:

𝐏𝟑𝐃𝟎 = [❌]

𝐑@𝐏𝐄 = [❌]

𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 = [❌]

𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐄 = [❌]

✼ •• ┈┈┈┈๑⋅⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯⋅๑┈┈┈┈ •• ✼

╔.★. .═══════════╗

𝙸𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 -𝙺𝚛𝟶𝚣𝚊_𝚂𝚝𝟺𝚛

*╚═══════════. .★.╝

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 !! ✰

∘₊✧───────────✧₊∘

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐎:

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 =[✅]

𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 =[✅](𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭)

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭=[✅] (𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭)

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞=[✅]

𝐇𝐂'𝐬=[✅]

𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭=[✅](𝟏𝟖+ 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑)

𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲=[✅] (𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 =[✅]

✼ •• ┈┈┈┈๑⋅⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯⋅๑┈┈┈┈ •• ✼

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐎:

𝐏𝟑𝐃𝐎=[❌]

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝟑𝐒𝐓=[❌]

𝐑@𝐏𝐄=[❌]

𝐆𝟎𝐑𝟑=[❌]

★∻∹⋰⋰ ☆∻∹⋰⋰ ★∻∹⋰⋰ ☆∻∹⋰⋰★∻∹⋰⋰ ☆

☆•𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 !! •★

•🍥𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•📓𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🍚𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🌙 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•💋 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🍄 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🪼 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•❄️ 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🥮 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🍰 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🥀 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🧁 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🍓 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇

•🎨 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗇 ✼ •• ┈┈┈┈๑⋅⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯⋅๑┈┈┈┈ •• ✼

#open requests #request #reqs open #smut #cookie run smut #cookie run fluff #cookie run angst #crk smut #cookie run kingdom #cookie run #idk what to tag lol #yandere x reader #yandere cookie run #crk headcanons #south park x reader #yandere south park #south park smut #yandere south park x reader #south park x y/n #south park x you

[southangel]

Yandere Craig NSFW and SFW?

Yandere Craig Tucker

Warnings: dark themes, NSFW, MDNi, don’t sugarcoat this irl

Notes: Sorry if this took a while! Gender-Neutral since not specified. Struggled on the NSFW, so it’s a bit shorter.

SFW

When you first start dating Craig, you can barely tell what his true nature really is.

At first you thought that it was just the way he was, but it escalated into a way that you knew wasn’t him.

Craig would always have a hand on you, doesn’t matter where.

If you try taking his hand off of you, he will tighten his grip.

He has more of a silent jealousy. It only shows once it builds up, causing him to tug your body away from whoever you’re talking to.

Craig thinks that you shouldn’t have to talk to anyone else for that long, isn’t he good enough?

He really does love you, he just has a different way of showing it.

Craig even invites you into his friend group, just to make you feel more welcome.

You can see him eyeing his other friends, watching and making sure that they don’t try interacting with you too much.

Craig can be unreadable at times. Nobody can really tell what he’s thinking, not even his own family.

He doesn’t talk to you as much unless you start the conversation.

He isn’t good at talking, so he mainly buys you gifts to show your appreciation.

You always wonder how Craig knows so much about you, even things that you’re sure you haven’t told him.

He assures you that you’ve told him these things before, yet he’s really just been stalking you way before you both got together.

Craig doesn’t love you to the point where he would worship you, yet he doesn’t expect you to worship him either.

Not the type to get really bloody, only when provoked or in cases to protect you.

That’s what he says most of the time. Craig excuses everything by saying that he just wants to “protect you”, we both know this isn’t the case..

If you ever manage to leave him, Craig would go insane.

He’ll search the whole town, even state for you.

If you die, it’ll be worse.

You dying only proves to Craig that he couldn’t protect you well enough.

He still seems emotionless, yet he will cry over you in private.

You can’t leave him though, Craig won’t let you.

The tone of his voice his threatening enough to stay with him, even without listening to the threat he spews out.

“You told me that you liked this show a month ago, don’t you remember?”

NSFW

Craig can be really rough during sex, almost enough to hurt you.

He’s very degrading as well, there isn’t a time where he really apologizes for it; makes him more dominant than you.

If you’ve ever tried escaping in the past, you’ll most likely be tied up with either rope or chains.

Will most definitely mark you. Craig doesn’t care how visible or dark it is, that just makes it better to him.

Is more on the possessive side; he’s always muttering about how you’re his at the same time that he’s busy fucking you. He can’t help it..

Doesn’t fuck you often. Craig sees it as a reward for protecting you this long, really fucked up.

Very serious when intimate, don’t start cracking jokes around him.

There are rare times where Craig can be a bit affectionate. It really just depends on how he’s feeling.

When he is, he’s a lot less rough and degrading.

As much as Craig loves marking you, sometimes he wants to be marked too.

Hickeys, bite marks, scratches; anything like this can really just get him going.

To him, it’s proof that you both belong to each other and that you’re meant to be.

“Oh my God, bite me like that again..”

#south park x reader #south park #south park x y/n #south park smut #craig south park #craig tucker x reader #craig tucker #yan south park #yandere! south park #yandere southpark

[multifanlol]

If your still taking request can you pls do yandere Scott tenorman x reader that is like mikan tsumiki (being a nurse,clumsy,apologizing a lot,ect)

Yes I’m still taking requests don’t be shy to ask :) also sure! It might be a little out of character since we don’t see Scott a lot in the viewers pov but I’ll try-

Tw: If you’ve seen the game you know Mikan herself can be a trigger to some people with similar trauma but incase you didn’t mentions of sexual trauma, falling into inappropriate positions, bullying, etc all that stuff also stalking, overall yandere stuff

Yandere Scott Tenorman x reader who acts like Mikan Tsumuki

Before the chilli incident

When we first met you was completely by accident as he was just talking with his friends about whatever and you bumped into him into one of “those” positions

Wouldn’t lie he would make fun of you a little since his friends are there but then he’d help you up realising how uncomfortable that position must be

Then he realises how pretty you are and he was lovesick right away

Like he doesn’t know what to say then and then and you pretty much start apologising over and over thinking you did something-

He quickly stops you kinda flustered with his friends watching telling you it’s fine and to stop apologising till you run off

Yep he’s obsessed like he keeps on talking about how pretty you are around his friends that it begins to annoy them so they just tell him to take you out

Like my boy wants to but doesn’t know how to approach he doesn’t even know where to find you!

Till his friends tell him your a nurse….

You weren’t exactly a full time one since you were still in school but the way you’d heal wounds and etc were so good in the teachers eyes they offered you a job to work there! You were so good you became the official full time one-

And oh boy does he become your most visited customer

Apparently Scott always seems to have “cramps”, a “twisted” elbo, the flu….

Soon you notice he becomes your only customer, not that you mind it’s nice having a friend but…..

Anyways! When he finds out about your past of being bullied he feels some sort of rising anger in him he’s never felt before…..

Like yeah he’s been really mad before but not THIS mad it feels kinda psychotic really…..

Really

Maybe he’d get you to give them the names……and addresses…..

Sooner or later you notice nobody’s bullying you anymore! That’s great but you also notice people seem to i don’t know…..fear you? Did you do something? You’d ask and they’d practically scram acting like your gonna kill them-

You thought you did something but not to worry, your greatest and only friend Scott Tenorman is here!

He’d comfort you and make all those sad tears go away!

“Don’t be so sad s/o who needs all the friends in the world anyway? You have me and that’s all that matters”

I feel like he’d maybe let you hang around his friends only if he’s there of course and it’d be rare he doesn’t want them to ruin you….your his after all….

Would probably be more gentle and calm with you as to not freak you out but not gonna lie in his opinion seeing you scared some times can be cute…..

Definitely wouldn’t tell you about the whole pubes thing as he wouldn’t wanna let you in on it as it’d be kinda embarrassing in his eyes although he does let you go to the chilli festival to “impress you” or something like that….

Cartman would def find out about you when stalking Scott he’s stalking you so he would just take a few photos of Scott and give them to you i mean who would you believe Scott over an “innocent” little boy?

Your not really sure what to believe honestly with the way you grew up you’d find it maybe…..cute? Scott is your only friend! You don’t wanna lose him

During the chilli festival you watch Scott lose everything embarrassed in front of his friends, his parents dead, his favourite band brutally roasting him, yk he’s kinda going mad

After the chilli incident

Ever since the festival Scott was missing not even you heard of him, you were worried and it’s not like your life got any better, people went back on to bullying you, etc yk it sucked

But you always felt like someone was watching you…..particularly all the ginger kids, like they were meant to keep an eye on you….

You didn’t really want to think much of it but one day while you were sleeping, you woke up in a…..different place

And you felt a presence of someone in the room and noticed a shadow…..coming out was Scott Tenorman! With ginger kids behind him…?

Not to worry! Everything’s gonna be okay, he just had to kidnap you and keep you here to make sure your safe! He’s gonna get revenge on that Eric kid for ruining his life….

He’d become much more possessive and brutal although not exactly brutal to you as in his eyes you can do no wrong although brutal with others especially with his kills

Good luck because i don’t think you’ll ever be seeing the light of sun again, maybe just maybe he’d let you and him go at night but only at night as it’s too risky

I mean can you totally blame him? (Yes you can) he just lost his parents thanks to a little kid (and that kid is Eric Cartman) anything can happen….

Definitely becomes much more clingy and affectionate with you now as before he’d still be embarrassed in front of his friends now he doesn’t care he can give you all the attention you’d desire! If you ever cried he’d feel horrible

“Aw d-don’t cry! Look i know you want to leave but it’s not like you had it good out there anyway! They all hated you, I’m protecting you!”

Whenever he’s thinking of some plan to get back at Cartman and you sadly can’t be there which is rare he get some of the ginger kids he got to watch over you which would be kinda rare although he trusts you won’t leave i mean, not only are you insanely clumsy but do you really wanna go back to your life out there?

Overall he would be a bit of a messy yandere tough with a soft side i guess?

I hope you liked it-if you wanna request anything else it’s open! Bye love y’all! :)

#character x reader #south park #South Park x reader #Scott Tenorman #Scott Tenorman chilli #Scott Tenorman x reader #Yandere Scott Tenorman #Yandere South Park #South park teens

[t3ddytr3atz]

Hello, could you please do some romantic hellpark yandere! Gregory x kind! Fem! Imp! Reader headcanons?

YES A YANDERE F I N A L L Y

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐗 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃! 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝐈𝐌𝐏 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

WARNING UNHEALTHY OBSESSION

•gregory admired your kindness at first he just thought he had a silly crush on you....but oh boy was he wrong....so very wrong

•after a few months his mind had been filled with you and ONLY you. He had a very unhealthy obsession with you

•he would be very possessive and protective of you, not letting you talk to anyone and not leaving you alone for a minute, it concerned you and everyone else......what was wrong with him?

•when ever you would help someone being all kind to them, his fists would clench of so tight together as he would glare at that person. Why would you even talk to them? You where his only

•this causes him to become even more clingy, he'll cling to your arm or waist not letting go at all

•oh yeah you can't run no matter how fast you are he'll just catch up with you. Also because his ink hands will grab onto you holding you in a loving death grip while he just laughs at your attempts to escape him

•he will be teasing and flirty with you, just coming up behind you and whispering teasing flirty lines in your ear making your face heat up

•if you don't run and just stay, and give him love, you'll be safe and he'll just give affection to you and he won't have to kill anyone

•but if you continue to run and hide, he'll become more.... hostile twords you and others threatening to hurt or kill those who are important to you. So I wouldn't try to escape now....

•if you end up escaping him and hiding where he can't find you, you have only a few hours before he'll go ballistic and set out to find you, let's pry his punishment won't be as bad

•your kindness to him before he kidnapped you was very sweet it was sad, you'd always compliment him and help him with anything. But now.... you're just, afraid

•no matter what he'll always have his eye on you, say goodbye to freedom darling!

Hope you enjoyed!!

#x reader #south park au #south park #south park fanfiction #south park x reader #gregory of yardale x reader #sp gregory #yandere south park #yandere x reader