South Park X Reader

Craig X Stan's Group!Reader

Request: Craig X Stan's Group! Reader
My Response: Um, I'm completely sorry if this wasn't what you had in mind and it was so hard writing Cartman as my boyfriend (I absolutely hate the fatass but I figured that he needed some love so...
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This town was boring, I didn't care what anybody said. It was fucking boring, the good stuff seemed to happen when I was on vacation or something. I throw a rock at Cartman who was asleep on the ground. "Entertain me, fatass." I say, laying on my back next to Kenny.

"Make the stupid jew do it." He shrugged his shoulders, not even moving from his spot.

"But you're my boyfriend~" I called out as Kenny groaned next to me. Kenny reached an arm over and whacked me in the face.

"Mmph mph!" It was hard to understand him, his face was buried in the ground and his hoodie was pulled up.

"I will not shut up, so screw off." I looked over to where Kyle was and saw that he was playing with Stan's hair. They were just too cute together. Do you know what is worse than being bored? Being bored and hot. Cartman yawned and sat up.

"(Y/n), let's go back to my house." He stood up and offered me a hand. I gladly accepted it but he pulled me up too fast and I crashed into his chest. "Too excited, are we?" He whispered in my ear and I pushed him away playfully.

"Whatever. Bye Ken, Bye Style. (STAN AND KYLE)." I waved over my shoulder before joining Cartman who had already began walking away. I ran behind him and jumped on his back. He teetered to the side but steadied himself and continued walking with me. I looked up into the sky and I realized it was sunset. I hopped down from his back when we got to his house.

"My mom isn't home." Cartman opened the door for me and I turned on the light switch. I turn around and I'm surprised when Cartman pins me against the wall. He kisses my lips and I taste cheesy poofs. I politely kiss back, and wrap my arms around his neck. Eric is jerked back all of a sudden. I look confused but he drops to the ground, unconscious. Behind him, stands a boy with jet black hair and a blue hat. Something inside me tells me not to fear him.

"Who are you?"

"I go to your school, fucker." He hisses. That voice, the choice of words...

"Tucker the fucker?"

"So that's what people have been calling me, eh?"

"Craig." His name came back to me. It sounded perfect, Craig. The name rolled smoothly off my tongue and I found myself blushing.

"Come on, I'm not supposed to associate with the victim." He steps forward, just a tad bit too quickly and his lips land on mine. His lips were soft but he didn't move. Craig was just sort of frozen there. He pulled back, his face emotionless. "Think nothing of it. It was an accident." He grabbed me by the neck and pushed down on a certain spot as I let out a cry. I drop to the floor and slump unconscious.

*3rd POV*
Craig leaned down and threw her over her shoulders. He left Cartman's house and set off for his journey to Clyde's house. "Hell...you're fucking light." He murmured to himself and he was happy to see he had made it to his friends house. He opened the door and marched his way up the stairs. Craig opened Clyde's door without a knock and Clyde jumped.

"You got her quick?" Clyde asked, surprised.

"Let's just say I was...determined."

"YOU CANT LIKE HER! SHES FROM STAN'S GROUP! We did this to get revenge, remember that!" Craig rolls his eyes at his remark and drops the girl onto the floor. She awakes with a jolt, and scrambles up to her feet.

Craig acts fast, inhumanely fast. He has her pinned against the wall. His cheeks were tinted pink and his breath was ragged. "Don't try anything." Craig looked in her eyes and she did what he was going to do. (Y/N) leaned in and touched their lips together. He relaxed his arms, and wraps them around her waist, bringing her very close to him. She throws her arms around his neck, and deepens the kiss.

"This wasn't part of the deal, Craig Tucker!" Clyde exclaims. "But it will drive them crazy so carry on."

"Craig Tucker, you are a thief." (Y/N) whispered in his ear. "And I like that."