#craig x reader

[ktsanlol]

OK! Build up, dad Craig

（craig X F！reader）

After Craig went to pour a glass of water, Cartman made Celia (your and Craig's daughter) cry, and you came back and saw Craig coaxing his daughter for some reason, so you gave Craig a lecture. (Cartman ran away after making Celia cry;)

[ktsanlol]

Tucker siblings X F! reader

It's an interesting combination, because Tucker's brother and sister are not very good.So I think they don't like to share with each other:D

The translation in English is as follows:

p1 is "What am I not as good as Craig?".

p3 Craig, who surprisingly likes to cling to you in private

The characters are all 16 years old↑！

[ktsanlol]

（If there are any grammatical errors, please don't mind! I use a translator!）

This is my sp au, in which Craig is a hero. The story is a classic yet non-classic tale of a dragon and a prince, mainly revolving around—you (you are the one captured by the dragon and the prince). This will be a very melodramatic story because everyone loves you——————！！！ (I am a heavy enthusiast of the character x reader x character trope, and seeing men compete for you makes my heart open and spirit joyful :D)

Story Summary: The prince who fell in love with you at first sight and the dragon who had been watching you for a long time have reached an agreement. They take action to kidnap you, while your childhood friend Craig decides to embark on an adventure to beat the prince and the dragon and save you. But the road to rescue will not be easy: D. Inexplicable strangers, average strength but especially dedicated to saving you. (It's annoying to Craig, no matter how mean they are, they just won't leave.)

The characters!

Kenny→（Dragon —He's spying on you, but he's a relatively close friend of yours (you don't know he's a dragon).）

Cartman→（The prince of the human kingdom，The queen's spoiled only son, lawless but with a decent reputation among the people, tied you up with Kenny just because it was more interesting than directly marrying you. He didn't take other rivals seriously at all (including Kenny).）

Craig → (Hero，Your bamboo horse cares about you, but more importantly, he shows it in his actions. He knows your preferences like the back of his hand and has some control over you. He has strong combat skills and is a colleague with butters, both working for the royal family. Recently, he hired someone to help him save your life. (He hates his job, but he has to do it XD because the salary is good) PS: The Stripe are getting bigger!)

Kyle→（The King of Elves）(Your pen pal, but he hasn't told you his identity.)

Philip→(The stepson of the current bishop, not doing very well, doing a similar job in the church as a pastor. You are one of the few people who care about him)

Damien → (Your behaviorally strange "pagan mage" friend (who is actually the son of Satan) doesn't know where you went, but he will eventually find you)

Butters→（Your good friend, an ordinary minister, has been following Craig to save you for your sake, and has hired someone to help him with the tasks that the court has given you these days）

There's a lot of guys, but I haven't finished writing 💧;)

Okay—guys, I'll send Craig first. （I flipped the second picture, because I found it looked better）I don't know if you're interested in this AU.

Then the text on the image reads: (p1 "If you have nothing to do, you can go bite a lighter 🙄" ← this is Craig saying to Cartman) (I don't know how to translate P2)

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🌡🍛||"Just A Cold"Craig Tucker x Sick! Reader

{Wordcount:848}

You sat in class, barely able to keep your attention on the lesson, resting your head on your desk. You started to doze off, just listening to the lesson, until Mr. Garrison called on you sharply, causing you to wake with a start.

"Y/N! I asked you a question! Were you not paying attention, or do you just not care about the lesson?"

You squinted your eyes at the board, struggling to read the question and shifted in your seat, causing some students to stare or laugh.

"I'm sorry Mr. Garrsion, I'm not feeling too good today."

You mumbled quietly, to which the teacher just rolled his eyes dismissively.

"Whatever you say, that's no excuse, though. You're still getting your grades taken down."

You sank further in your seat as students laughed harder or continued to stare. After class, you went to your locker and leaned against it, covering your mouth to cough and try to push the embarrassment aside, until you felt a tap on your shoulder, Wendy.

"Y/N, are you okay? I'm sorry about Mr. Garrison, he's a real jerk. I have some cough drops on me if you need them."

You clear your throat, politely waving off the offer, despite the situation, your voice scratchy.

"No thanks, I'm fine. And don't worry, I know Garrison is known for his...outbursts."

Wendy's expression softened, feeling worse for you.

"If you say so... my offer still stands, though. Do you want me to get Craig?"

You shook your head quickly, slightly panicked by the offer, not wanting to get him involved in your predicament.

"No, I'll be fine. I'm okay Wends, but thank you. I don't wanna get anyone else sick, anyways."

"Okay... I'm sure he wouldn't mind though, and if we get sick, we get sick. But... I'll take your word for it."

Wendy sighed as you coughed again and leaned against your locker, clutching your stomach, walking away with a guilty expression.

The day seemed to go on forever and time seemed to be frozen as you tried to wait it out. Your stomach seemed to hurt more and more, and by the time lunch came around, you couldn't even eat. It got to the point where you couldn't handle it anymore and went to the nurse, practically in tears. Of course that wasn't much help. You went back to the empty classroom for peace and quiet, hoping that would somehow help. You were quietly crying into your desk, until you felt another tap on your shoulder and looked up to see Carig.

"Craig! What are you doing here?"

You quickly sat up in your seat at the sight of your friend, quickly wiping your tears.

"Wendy told me what happened."

You rest your head in the desk again, fighting back tears, but your voice broke with obvious discomfort from your stomach ache, explaning everything to him through an occasional cough or sob.

"I just wanted to try and tough it out, but my stomach ache got worse and I've had to go to the bathroom throughout the day, and-and Mr. Garrison told me to stop faking and I even tried to go to the nurse, but she wasn't much help either! I just wanna go home, but we still have another 4 hours left!"

Craig listened with his usual deadpan expression as you ranted and cried, until he calmly pulled his phone out and called somebody.

"Craig?"

He didn't respond and only kept his eyes on you, until you heard a faint click on the other end of the line and a simular monotone voice. His mother, maybe? You listened on as Craig and his mother spoke, going back and fourth about staying at school and going home for the day, at one point he lifted his middle finger and quickly shook his head at your expression, pointing to his phone. After a while, he hung up and put his phone away, calmly walking you out of the classroom.

"Where are we going?"

"Home."

Craig deadpanned, flipping Mr. Garrison off on the way out, calmly walking you home and unlocking his front door, letting you inside first. He then led you to the kitchen and sat you down at the table, calmly contunuing to wrok around the kitchen, the pot of Ramen Noodles bubbled as he made a cup of tea while waiting for the noodles to finish.

"Craig, you don't have to do this. I'm gonna get you sick. I'll be fine, really."

Craig ignored your concerns and served you a bowl of noodles and the tea, slipping into the seat next to you.

"Eat."

You looked between him and the table, feeling embarrassed, but greatful for the help.

"But, Craig-"

"Eat."

Craig repeated, resting his head in his hand, scrolling through his phone with the other, likely texting his friends that he'd be with you the rest of the day.

"Thank you, Craig."

You finally began to eat, immidietly feeling your stomach settle, while Craig gave you a blank look.

"Don't mention it."

He said, his voice nanchalont.

"Getting sick is worth it."

[marana1]

Craig x reader

(Y/n's) POVI'd always lived here in South Park. There is always something interesting everyday. I have 4 best friends they're all boys they're names are Token, Clyde, Tweek, and Craig. I love them all equally. Maybe one a little too much.Anyway, I was inside the bus sitting by a certain blond haired boy, which is Tweek. It was awkwardly quiet for a minute until I brought something up. "U-uh Tweek how are you" I asked. "I-im Gah! f-fine, h-h-how are you?" he said shaking and stuttering. He's so cute when he stutters. "I'm fine" I said smiling. We arrived at school. We all went inside and I got my stuff from my locker, went to class and sat at my seat.~During class~I ignored the teacher and decide to doodle. I'm kinda an artist, Well I wouldn't really say I'm an artist but I only do this when I'm bored and I'm good at drawing. ~ lunch time~It was finally time for lunch. I quickly grabbed my lunch and sat at Craig's table with the others and I sat by Craig which is good considering he's my crush. "Hey Craig" I said with a smile. "Hey y/n" he said flipping me off.

I chuckled and returned the gesture. I looked at his face, for a second there, it looked like he was a smiling. That's strange, since when does Craig smile. He hardly shows any emotion until now? Eh, maybe I'm seeing things. I didn't realize until now he was sitting really close to me. I can feel him warmth. I liked Craig, I always did. You can say it's a crush or whatever. Anyways, I know Craig flips people off and hardly gives a care about anything. But sometimes he really sweet. I ignored this and continue eating lunch. ~After lunch~It was finally recess. (im not sure how their schedule goes, sorry) Which meant I can finally have some me time, I sat on a swing. I grabbed my drawing book and pencil and started to draw something. You're probably wondering what I'm drawing its me. The guys don't know I draw, except Craig I mostly do this when im alone. Im still drawing, I was almost done I just needed to draw my h/l hair and.....done! I finally finished it. "(Y/n) you can draw" a familiar nasal voice said. "Thanks Craig" I asked blushing and smiling at the same time. I see the same smile on Craig's face like last time, but it's a bit bigger and he's blushing. "Hey (Y/n) do you think you can draw something for me?" he asked still smiling. He's asking me to draw something for him! "Hell yeah Craig!" I yell at him.

He chuckled and walked away which made me blush deeper. The bell ring which meant recess was over. I went inside and went to my locker and got stuff. I heard footsteps coming my way. I realized it was Craig. "(Y/n) are you busy today" he said blushing again. "No" I replied, OMG is he doing what I think he's doing I must be dreaming. "Me and the guys ask if you to come to my house to play video games and eat snacks" Craig said with a smile. "Yeah why not? I really like hanging out with you guys, especially you" I whispered the last part. He started to lean in, I could feel his warmth again. Is he going to kiss me OMG I'm not ready yet. "What do you think you two are doing?!!" Mr. Garrison yelled. "Talking" I replied bluntly. I think I hang out with Craig too much.

Craig flipped him off. "Did you just flip me off?!" he yelled "no" Craig said bluntly and flipping him off again. "That's it front office now!" Mr. Garrison yelled. Craig walked to the office I looked at him with a worried face. What if he gets suspended or- "(Y/n) calmed down everything's gonna be fine" I said calming myself down. I went to class fast. Good thing class didn't start yet. I walked in the class, sit down as other students enter and watch the teacher talk about the Kardashians. We don't learn anything in Mr. Garrison class. He doesn't teach us math like real teachers do. I ignored him and thought of Craig. Craig... I hope you're okay(Craig's) POV"FLIPPING PEOPLE OFF IS BAD, MKAY!", he yelled at me. I ignored him and thought of (Y/n). Man... I miss her already, Damn I think I'm in love with (Y/n). I might make a part 2 of this craig x reader, btw tell me what's your favorite part of the story so far anyway hope you enjoy see us guys Originally Published: April, 2020 here it is on Wattpad if u wanna read it..

Well hi readers This is basically what it says in the title Just to let you guys know I'm not a big fan of south park if this sucks.... SOR

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Craig tucker x gn!reader plss where reader is emotionless like craig and he’s absolutely smitten w them

Yes ofc!! Sorry for the wait!!

Word count: 736

South Park - Craig Falling For an Emotionless Reader

Craig glanced at the clock for the umpteenth time that hour, sighing deeply at the minute hand that seemed to be slacking that day. The teacher drolled on about something or other; he wasn’t really paying attention. If it wasn’t already obvious, he was bored out of his mind. And he wasn’t the only one—looking around, most students were either doodling in their notes, texting underneath the desk, or straight-up nodding off.

“Y/n!” The teacher barked suddenly.

Craig’s eyes scanned the room, trying to figure out who they were talking about. No one looked like they heard their name being called; they all kept their bored expressions, apart from the few who were looking around too.

“What?” A student near the front of the room didn’t look up from their notebook. Craig was sitting close enough to see that they weren’t taking notes, but doodling idly.

The teacher’s face soured for half a second, but a devilish smile curled their lips after. “Can you tell me which U.S. state was the first to grant women the right to vote?” They tapped the board, which read “suffrage” in large letters, with their pointer.

“Why don’t you tell me? You seem to be eager to share.”

The teacher’s face dropped. “I’m not sure I like your tone.”

The student looked up at last. “What’s wrong with it?”

Craig tilted his head. There was no malice or mischief in their voice; it was flat, curious if anything.

The teacher, however, was much less appreciative. Their ears were turning red as their hands curled into balls.

“You think this is funny? Well, I’ll tell you what I think is funny. Detention.”

“Why’s that funny?”

The teacher fumed. Long story short, the student earned themself detention. And to make an unrelated but equally long story short, too, Craig had already been sentenced to the same fate earlier that day.

So it was that both students found themselves seated next to each other with a bored teacher pretending to care what they were doing.

The student was drawing again. Craig examined their expressionless face, their eyes that seemed bored with everything. They were rather pretty eyes, he reflected, wondering in the same moment if that was a strange thing to think.

“Your eyes are nice,” he noted.

Y/n glanced at him. “Oh.” They didn’t flinch, going back to their drawing.

Craig had said it objectively, and that's how they seemed to have taken it. It wasn't often that Craig found himself being understood like this; he was intrigued, to say the least.

“You’re not very expressive, are you?”

“People tell me I’m not.”

“They say the same about me.”

Finally, a reaction. Y/n put down their pencil and turned to face Craig. “Really?”

Eager to find a like minded soul and emboldened by the attention, Craig was compelled to speak. “Yeah. It’s gotten me in trouble so many times. I guess people take it as rudeness.”

“It’s the same way for me!”

“Hey! Quit whispering over there! This is detention, not a sleepover.”

Both students blinked, turning silently back to their “work.”

Craig's mind was buzzing. The image of Y/n was burned in his mind as if he'd been staring at the sun. He was trying to remember little details. Were there freckles on that nose? Were the eyelashes long, or short? He craved another glance, but restrained himself, feeling the teacher's eyes on him.

A moment later, they finally looked away, and Craig found a folded piece of paper being placed discreetly on his desk by a s/c hand. He found himself admiring the hand as it moved; it was beautiful. The most beautiful hand he’d ever seen… Was that a strange thing to think? Probably. Yeah, no, it was totally weird.

He shook his head, unfolding the note.

Do you want to have an actual sleepover? lol

Craig looked up at them. In the half second their eyes met, he nodded once.

Another note came a second later.

Cool. Just text me when ur free :) (xxx)-xxx-xxxx

Craig stared at the number. His cheeks suddenly felt warm, and his heart drummed at the mere notion of spending more time with this mysterious yet kindred. The smallest of boyish smiles quirked up the corner of his mouth, and he stuffed the note in his pocket. He was so texting them the minute he got home.

Thank you for the request! And thanks so much for reading, take care you beautiful souls <33

(divider by saradika)

[pomegranatseed]

Hii I love your stories! I was wondering if you could do Creek x male!reader (poly) who has ADHD and tends to zone out a lot?

Creek and their adhd boyfriend

I don't not have adhd, but multiple of my friends have it, therefore I can only write what I know about them!

Gender: masculine

Warnings:

☆-creek:

They're super chill about it

Neurodivergent couple goals 😘

If you have any meds or something, they'll always remind you to take it

Give you their notes from class, in case you weren't paying attention

Or actually only craig

If he cares enough to write something down

They always get a bit nervous, if you zone out

For various reasons: tweek just being generally overly anxious gets even more scared, if suddenly stop answering him

Craig is just a bit socially awkward (aka autisitic) and doesn't know how to react, when he notices you zoning out.

if you act hyper it infects tweek very quickly

craig gets tired of you guys sometimes and tends to go non-verbal

[pomegranatseed]

not sure how to word this so bare w me: can you do how the main 4 + craig and tweek would react to you just dancing around your room? (gn reader) like just song blasting, absolutely no thoughts dancing 😭 could be romantic or platonic, doesn’t matter (or both yk) thaaaankk youuuuu 💗

Reader who is blasting music and dancing to it

Awful titeling i'm aware

Gender: neutral

Warnings: none

☆- stan:

Blasting music isn't really anything crazy for stan

After all he does it himself

But finding you swirling around in your room, acting like you're possesed wasn't expected

He can't really hold it back and starts laughing about it

You get all embarrased, because you have been caught and he startes telling you it's ok between laughter

After calming down he'll reasure you, he found it cute

Will tease you about it in the future

☆-cartman:

(Platonic)

Eric usually bargs straight into peoples rooms without knocking

So sooner or later he would've found you

Doesn't make it less embarrassing

He.won't.stop.laughing.

He'll try to blackmail you with it but it back fires, 'cause you know way more embarrassing stuff about him

Sometimes he'll blast music in public and give you a devious look

☆-kyle:

You guys were probably hanging out and you were listening to music through your headphones

Soon mindless head bobbing evolved to dancing on the spot

Kyle won't really comment about it

But maybe film you and save it to his "cute things [name] did" folder

If you ask him he'll dance with you

☆-kenny:

He isn't one to talk if he catches you

He does it too lol

Will sometimes just blast music for you guys to dance to

Finds it incredibly cute when you do it

He has a playlist called "thoughtless dancing" and has a few slow dance songs in there to be cheesy

It's like a 5/90 ratio so it's very rare

But if they play, he'll stretch out his hand to you and slow dance to the best of his abilties

Will dip you when dancing A flirt yk

☆-creek:

Although craig isn't the biggest fan of blasting music, neither really care

The dancing is cute but it's nothing special Sometimes you just take one (or both) of them by their hand and force them to dance with you

Tweek is a bit overwhelmed, but will follow your lead

Craig will let you lead him aswell

Next time craig will request, you lower the volume next time