#again not counting Tweek x Craig

[creativity-deficient]

Thinking about how if you don’t count Tweek x Craig (since that mostly takes place before they become a couple), we only have one creek centered episode 😔😔😔

[sharkinthetoilet]

Butters, Kyle,Stan, Kenny and Creek(Craig and Tweek poly all the other 's seperate) x a GN s/o that all of a sudden tickle's them and won't stop, but if they get caught they try to run away

reader who tickles their s/o

gender: neutral

warnings: none! pure fluff

☆-butters:

is super duper ticklish

in fact, soft kisses tickle him already

so a lot of things count as tickling

but if you purposefully tickle him it's another story

the second he get's the chance to, he'll try to tickle you back

And tickle you he will

No mercy

He loves to hear you laugh anyways

Not much to say here, but he loves tickle fights

☆-kyle:

Not very ticklish

Actually there is only one place, where he's ticklish

On his sides, right above his hips

Sometimes when you kiss and accidentally brush your hand there, he'll start laughing into the kiss

Since you found that out, you abused that power

He is generally weak towards you, so often time he won't fight you

If he dows fight you, he doesn't hold back

You can't run, mfer's legs are to long

If he starts to tickle you, there is seemingly no end

Good luck, you'll need it

☆-stan:

Isn't ticklish, but loves tickling you

Has no chill

(I talked abt this in my first request ever)

Pins you down to tickle you

Realises how this looks

Get's super duper embarrased

There isn't much to say

He's very easily startled, so getting him off quickly, should be easy

☆-kenny:

Is also pretty ticklish

Get's all pouty if you tickle him

"But babe, that wasn't fair, you snuck up behind me-"

Takes every chance to tickle you

Also blows on your skin, when you cuddle

Like those super light blows, that tickle a little bit

Knows every place you're ticklish at

You also can't flee

If he gets his hand on you, you're doomed

He isn't forgiving

Because he loves hearing you laugh

Will stop, if he feels like you can't breath

Then you tickle him, therefore, once again not breaking the circle

☆-creek:

Tweek isn't ticklish

BUT, craig is

Super ticklish infact

He hates being tickled

He'll be so pissed

Both you and tweek gang up on him

can and will bite your finger

If you turn the tables, though..

Tweek won't save you, sorry

Craig is definitley, even after being torture by you, very careful

Stops when you tell him to

Will occasionally convince tweek to tickle you, if he's the one nearer to you

Tweek is even softer than craig

Both are very sweet, not really good for fair fights

[shhh-secret-time]

Can we please get some Poly Tweek and Craig? I'm so down bad for those two! Something spicy maybe? Love your stuff so far.

Oho~! This was was a little tricky to write but I enjoyed it! I do love those boys!

Warning: Dirty Talk, Blowjobs, Improper use of icing, Strong Language, NSFW

Pairing: Craig x F!Reader x Tweek

"She's gonna kill us man! Ack! Don't just sit there and eat the icing!"

"Why not? We're not using it."

"Dude! Just help me clean this!"

"Calm down honey, I am helping."

The two bickering back and forth brought a smile to your lips. Craig's monotone responses contrasted Tweek's rising panic, earning a little giggle. From the corner of your eye, you could see their shadows from the kitchen, watching Tweek's scurrying around frantically trying to clean whatever mess they made. You haven't walked into the kitchen yet, in fact you just got home. Calling out that you were home fell on deaf ears as the two were so engaged in their little argument.

Tweek's shadow was getting larger as he made his way out of the kitchen. Coming into view, you got a better look at him. He was covered in sprinkles and icing, the blue stars and little sugary delights stuck in his crazy blond hair. The white vanilla smelling icing clung to his cheeks slightly smeared across the pale flesh.

Where there was one the other was sure to follow, Craig following him with a pleased look in his eyes. Over time you learned how to read the tall blank faced man, learning that it was all in his eyes. And right now, his eyes held such childlike excitement, as he gazed upon Tweek's frustrated face. He wasn't as covered as Tweek was, but his blue hoodie had white powder all over the front of it, you guess he refused to wear the aprons Tweek owned, and his clothes paid the price for it.

"Where are you going babe?"

"What do you- what do you mean where am I going!? To wash this crap off! Since you didn't want to help with the kitchen you-" Tweek stopped in his tracks at Craig's question, turning to face him he hissed in frustration.

Tweek only stopped when he saw you standing in the corner of the living room. His eyes widened in surprise like he was caught in some horrible act. To Tweek this was a horrible act, his anxiety was screaming at him that the messy kitchen was going to make you blow up.

But it was the exact opposite, you were giggling and covering your mouth at how adorable they both looked. Craig stood there with a bored expression and Tweek twitching causing sprinkles to fall from his hair and onto the floor.

"Did you guys have fun?” You asked through your giggle fit.

"Yeah."

"N-No!"

You could only laugh again, shaking your head at your boys. Closing the distance between the two of them, you reached up and began picking the sprinkles from Tweek’s hair. You could hear his breath hitch as you pulled one off his cheek, stuck because of the icing, and popped it into your mouth. The little blue star melting on your tongue.

"Hmm~ lemme guess, cupcakes?"

"Hnng, y-yes! Craig and I thought... thought you were looking stressed recently, so we wanted to make you cupcakes!" Tweek explained through grunts and squeaks. His fingers were flexing until they found purchase on his sweater vest.

Craig only nodded along with his boyfriend, but he liked the idea you had and as Tweek spoke he picked a sprinkle off his cheek. When he popped it in his mouth Tweek's body tensed and shivered.

"Awh... guys that's so sweet! So, what happened?" You giggled again watching Tweek shoot a glare at Craig.

"Tweek freaked out because he couldn't get the cap open, fell back and the icing fell on him." Craig's responded faster than Tweek this time, the monotone voice cutting him off.

"Yeah, that sounds about right, but hey it's the thought that counts! Thank you!" You responded with a little shrug and a warm smile.

"Oh, the cupcakes still got made, they'll be done in a bit." Craig pulled his hand back when Tweek delivered a firm slap on his hand.

"N-now Craig and I are going to clean the kitchen a-and ourselves!" Tweek gestured to himself and Craig with a sigh.

"Oh~? Are you trying to tell me this isn't part of my little gift?" Your purr sent a shiver straight down Tweek's spine, a deep blush creeping across his face.

"H-hng no! I-I mean- it could be?"

Laughing at his reaction, you pressed your lips against his cheeks. The dried vanilla delight coming in contact with your lips made you hum. Your tongue darting out to collect the sweet icing that was already beginning to melt across your tastebuds. Tweek's body flinched in response, the feeling of your tongue gliding across his cheek pulling out a shaky moan.

"Hm~ did you offer Craig a bite? All of this can't just be for me." Your voice dipped to a sultry whisper as you finished cleaning off his face.

Your hot breath brushing against the shell of his ear made him whine out. Craig's chuckle now much closer than it had been a minute ago, Tweek could feel his breath fanning down his neck. Pressing an open tongue kiss into Tweek's skin, Craig bit down on the soft flesh. The sharp pain on his neck was quick but enough to make Tweek moan out.

"G-guys please." You smirked at the sound of his begging, which Craig mirrored.

"Ain't he sweet? Taste so good~"

"He does. Messy and sweet." Craig peppered kisses up Tweek's neck with a hum, Tweek's head tilting back in response. "Always a messy boy."

You hummed in response as your hands slid down Tweek's waist tugging on the belt loops. Following Craig's lead, you began pressing kisses on the other side of Tweek's neck down towards his shoulder.

Tweek's head was spinning from the sensation of both of his lovers assaulting his neck. His breathing becoming erratic at the love bites, the dark red marks Craig left behind and the teeth marks you were pressing into his flesh. Not to mention the way your hands were inching dangerously close to the button on his pants, your fingertips disappearing past the hem of his pants.

"Craaaaig, did you really not help clean the kitchen?" Your tone suddenly rang out, the warning making Craig stop and groan.

"I... ate the icing out of the bowl?" He muttered into Tweek's skin.

"Oh baby, that's not very responsible of you. I don't think you deserve this Tweek treat." Your hands cupped Tweek's hips to tug him away from Craig, who's brows furrowed.

Before he could protest Tweek let out a shaky sigh and wrapped his arms around you, immediately nuzzling into the crook of your neck. Just relieved that he could finally catch his breath, but more so that you were on his side.

"Why don't you sit down while I help Tweek get the rest of the kitchen cleaned up?" Taking Tweek by the hand, you lead him towards the kitchen.

Craig pressed his lips together in a thin line, if the way you said that didn't make his cock throb in response he'd be pissed. Leaning against the doorway, he crossed his arms and watched as you gently pushed Tweek back against the island counter. Tweek's eyes were wide as he watched you grab the bowl of icing, there was enough left to execute your little plan. His mouth went dry as he looked at Craig, the dark green of his eyes almost black with lust.

So preoccupied with the way Craig was staring the both of you down, he gasped when the cold air of the kitchen brushed across his exposed cock. His eyes flew down to your form, already sunk down to your knees with the little pink of your tongue sticking out. You had his pants down by his thighs, along with his underwater, his mind racing at how easily you could mold him. He was puddy in your hands and you knew it. You loved it even. You had a power over the both of them, it wasn't like Craig listened to just anyone. Someone with the kind of power to keep the stoic man by the doorway, someone with the kind of power to make his cock bob at the mere sight of you on your knees.

"Relax Coffee Bean, I'm gonna reward you for being so good. But I'm going to make you all messy again, okay? Continue to be a good boy and let me taste you." Tweek nodded at your command, his head shaking up and down vigorously. Anything you wanted; he would give. He'd give it all.

You smiled up at him as your fingers began collecting the sticky sweet icing in the bowl. Tweek felt his chest tighten when you began smearing the icing down his shaft. Just as he was about to squirm from the feeling of the thick cream on his cock, the feeling was replaced with your mouth around his cock. You started off slowly taking your time with the cute blond, your tongue swirling around the bright red tip. Each time he bucked against your mouth you had to resist the urge to giggle, he was trying so hard to not thrust his cock down your throat. He was already a twitching mess, but the incredible feeling of your mouth around his cock made it worse.

It didn't help that you could feel Craig's piercing gaze, watching you intently bob your head up and down; the icing smeared across your lips. Your hands trailed up the inside of Tweek's thighs, squeezing and holding on as if they were your last lifeline. Poor thing couldn't take it anymore, his hand flew down to your hair gripping the locks as he rocked into your mouth. Salty and sweet flavor pushed further down your tongue as slick pre-cum coated your tongue. Tweek felt his body tense up as he chased his release, losing rhythm the closer he got to his climax.

"I'm-I'm gonna cum, please let me cum! Please, please!" Whimpers and cries turned to begging that was separated by heavy panting, Tweek felt like his chest was about to explode.

Unable to pull away from his assault you gave his thighs a firm squeeze, letting him know it was okay to let go. A hum from your throat vibrating up into his cock made him throw his head back, eyes rolling to the back of his head. That was when you felt the salty liquid shoot down the back of your throat and your nose forcibly pressed against his stomach. Tweek's cries slurred to moans as he gripped the side of your head trying to anchor himself to you. Eventually, when he calmed down, he slowly pulled his member from your mouth. His hand shakily trying to message any discomfort from your scalp. You smiled and nuzzled your face into his hand as your swallowed down the rest of his cum.

"There we go, you did so good for me Tweek." You cooed happily, rising to your feet.

Using Tweek to stable yourself, you slid your hands up and down his chest feeling the loud thumping in his chest. Your smile died as a human shaped shadow was cast over the both of you. You knew what was coming, Craig didn't take teasing well if at all. The fact that he patiently watched you for this long was a miracle in itself. Rough hands, contrasting Tweek's gentle touch, grabbed at your waist forcing you back against his stiff member. You almost felt bad for the man by the feeling of it through his jeans alone it must have been painful, but any pity was thrown out the window when you felt him lift you up and press you against Tweek.

Normally Craig would have chuckled at the squeak that left your lips, enjoying the fact that you were suddenly so shy at the way he manhandled you, but right now the only thing on his mind was getting back at you. It wasn't fair that they could have a full conversation with their eyes and body language alone and it certainly wasn't fair that Tweek was so quick to betray you. His slender fingers fumbled with the button of your pants, once they were popped open Craig's fingers hooked into the waistband of them and practically shoved them down. With a frustrated huff he wouldn't bother giving your underwear the same patience, tearing them off with a snap. You yelped as you felt Tweek's hands grip your arms to hold you up and your feet no longer touching the ground.

In the back of your mind, you knew neither would do anything to really hurt you, but the way Craig looked at you made you feel like prey. And when he leaned forward, bending your body until you were smashed up against Tweek's chest, you knew you were in for it. His hot breath brushing against your skin as his voice dipped dangerously low, the kind you could feel in his chest as he spoke.

"Remember that I love you honey, because I'm going to fucking destroy you like I don't." The man pressed a sweet kiss into your cheek like he didn't just promise your downfall.

Your eyes widened up at Tweek who only gave you a smile in return, sickly sweet like he was enjoying this. The little traitor. When Tweek's hand caressed your face and he pressed a kiss onto your lips you should have known he was distracting you. Distracting you from Craig but from the way the tip of his cock drug across your wet folds there would be no ignoring him. Craig's arm hooked under your leg stretching your thighs until you were spread open perfectly for him.

You heard him click his tongue and then without missing a beat his cock slammed into you. The thick member shoving past your folds and immediately meeting that oh so delicious spot. Feeling Tweek smirk against your lips as you tried to cry out in pleasure, you swore you were already seeing stars. For as quick as Craig was going about bullying your insides, Tweek kept his kisses slow. While one was treating you like glass the other left bruises on your skin. Soft gentle kisses, tasting himself and that icing on you, peppering his lips on yours repeatedly; every time he pulled away you let out moan after moan.

"Fuck, the way your walls are clenching around me. You like this don't you? Like when I fuck you like this?" Craig wasn't usually so verbal but something about you and Tweek pulled something out of him. Maybe it was the way your walls clenched around his cock, fluttering at the way his voice got ragged. Maybe it was because he was addicted and finally getting his fix after you thought you could deny him. "Fuck of course you'd get wet from that, trying to choke my cock sweetheart?"

He stood back at his full height, no longer hunched over you to whisper filth in your ear. No, he was focused now. The shift was unbelievable. He went from short rough thrusts, rutting against you like a mad man, to calculated long strikes. His tempo didn't slow, if anything with your cunt sucking him further in it only encouraged him to speed up. Beads of sweat traced patterns over your skin, your arousal making it easier for him to keep up his pace. Tweek watched as you came undone around Craig's cock, felt your body tense up in his arms and your back arching. Tweek's fingers slipped down from your arms to your clit circling the pads of his fingertips around your aching clit, clear cum coating his fingers.

With your walls fluttering around his cock, Craig felt his release creeping closer and closer. He wanted to try and hold out to pull another out of you, Tweek already overstimulating you from his fingers, but he couldn't. Not when you felt so good around him, like you were made for him. After a few more slam of his hips, his cock pulsed and released deep inside of you. His cum painting the inside of your walls, filling your insides until you were stuffed and dripping.

For a few moments the three of you basked in the glow of each other, the sound of trying to catch your breath and Craig coming down from his high. Ever so slowly he pulled his softening member from your core, setting you down gently. When your legs failed to hold you up Tweek wrapped his arms around you. Gently placing you on the counter, he took a step back to help you both get cleaned up. Somehow the flour on Craigs clothes flew off and clung to your sweaty skin, the sprinkles from Tweek stuck to your thighs and shoulders. Instead of getting clean, now all three of you were a sticky sweaty mess.

Ding

“Cupcakes are done.”

[sunny-ssunset]

Pretty in pink!

Chapter 2

South park x a girly reader

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Masterlist!

♡I suppose i'll make another since the other did soooo well it was hella fun to write tbh AGED UP

♡Sorry if its ooc or Y/n is a bit mean, I try to make my characters as realistic as possible and with that it means giving them bad qualities as well as good ones. If you have any feedback or like anything to add to the story please let me know

Welcome'd by the scent of freshly brewed coffee, Y/n walked to the till, Bebe clung to Y/n's arm as she asked for their orders, "Hiii tweak, could we get what we usually order?"

Tweak froze as soon as he heard Y/n speak, "GAH- YES." He dashed off to make drinks for the girls. Y/n giggled at Tweak's reaction, "Awwwh he's adorable"

"I'm sure he thinks your adorable too Y/n..." Wendy mumbled, not wanting Y/n to hear. "Wendy, You are so pretty I notice people fawning over you all the time! Besides You and Stan are fine arent you?" Y/n tried to comfort her, noticing the slight smile on Wendy's face, Its the thought that counts

"H-Here is your drink!" Tweek interupted, shaking as he handed Y/n and her friends' drinks over, blushing as Y/n's hand slightly brushed his, She smiled, handing the boy his cash.

They walked out of the coffee shop, giggling away and getting into Y/n's car, "Hey I heard Tweak likes Craig anyways." Bebe gossiped. "I thought that myth was busted when we saw Craig on a date with that New kid, What was their name again?" Said Y/n, putting the key into ignition.

"I'm not sure, They didnt have any memorable qualities" Wendy laughed as Y/n started driving to school, taking a sip of her drink. "Y/n Keep your eyes on the road" Bebe scolded taking her drink of her. "Hey i just bought you guys' drinks watch who yo- AH!" Y/n screeched swerving as she almost drove into another car. "Y/n this is the last time you are driving us" Wendy laughed awkwardly, trying to make light of the situation.

As the long nerve wrecking drive went on, and Y/n finally paying attention to the road, The girls FINALLY ended up at school. "That was soo long" Bebe cried, never sounding this relived in her entire life. "You are so dramatic" Y/n pouted rolling her eyes, "Girl you almost killed us" Wendy laughed at Y/n, Shifting her attention to her phone as she recieved a text from Stan.

Stan the man

We need to talk.

Cmon Wendy this is serious dont ignore me.

Wendy is typing...

Wendy knew what was coming, She always did its either a 'Its not you its me' or 'Its just the wrong time for me to be in a relationship right now' I mean yeah they'd get back together but relying on Stan's attention is the only source of self esteem she gets, its not like anyone else notices her with Y/n around...

"Wendy are you okay?" Y/n put an arm around Wendy's shoulder as she comforted the girl. "Yeah I think Stan wants to break up ag-"

"Hey hey hey pretty ladies!!!" Kenny interupted walking up to the girls not realising the context of the situation. "KENNY!!!" Y/n ran up to him, forgetting about Wendys problems to hug him.

"We'll talk later hun I promise" Y/n whispered, giving a comforting smile. How could Wendy hate her? She doesnt mean it, She didnt mean to ignore Wendy, She is too perfect to do that... Right?

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[not-siri]

do you think liane’s homophobic?

Like many things with Liane (and most south park characters tbh) there are inconsistent hints regarding this matter in canon so I figure out which interpretation of canon shit I lean towards with the math and often, a little personal Opinion. Tldr: probably not (but not exactly a terrific ally) though I get it if you do think she is. Really excessively detailed arguments under the cut because I have no life.

So the two primary pieces of evidence I can think of in favor of her being homophobic are a) in Big Gay Al’s Big Gay Boat Ride Cartman did one of his “my mom says x terribly bigoted thing”’s homophobic edition (I think it was that “God hates gays and that’s why he smote the sodomites”) b) the general implications that she’s a neonazi (dressed her kid up as Hitler + her ignorant, painfully naive at the time child’s overall parroted views) could lead someone to guess she also hates gay people.

These are reasonable points and I likely wouldn’t fight someone if they used these as basis to headcanon/write her as a homophobe. However, it’s not my view. Given that in South Park gayness is frequently some form of exception to this sort of thing (the whole gag with Garrison + to a lesser extent Eric for instance) I don’t see the latter as as definitive as it could be. The former has too many reasons to not count, from the fact that she used explicitly religious “reasoning” despite not being particularly religious (therefore could be something she didn’t mean but said in a certain context) to it being a one-off comment from season one (again, I don’t consider shit non-canon just because it took place in early seasons but I don’t put as much weight on it, but that’s for another post).

Another reason I have for not thinking of her as homophobic is that I don’t see Cartman as homophobic either. He uses “gay” as an insult and the F slur rather heavily, but none of the other main kids are even slightly free of that kind of language and their writers clearly think/thought them talking like that isn’t that big a deal (see “the f word”), was clearly supportive or at least well meaning with Tweek and Craig, never voiced annoyance or contempt for gay people specifically to my knowledge, and was with the other kids in trying to change the meaning of that slur in the aforementioned gross episode (implying he cared at all whether people thought he was being homophobic by using it as an insult to Harley riders).

She’s also apparently bisexual (albeit with a strong male lean) since a brief joke in CMIADS implied she’s had sex with multiple women. And while she may just not be as y’know about stereotypes, for the bulk of the series her child has openly behaved in ways that are very stereotypically gay, but she visibly never gave a fuck. This likely wouldn’t be just Liane being Liane either; she was suspiciously vocal about her disgust with finding black sex worker Classi in the basement despite herself bringing similarly disgusting and dangerous people in. (Her reaction does not make it seem she was even aware of Classi’s relationship with Jimmy and previously Nathan.) And see her whole reaction to Cartman “becoming a ginger”.

One thing I’ve seen that really bugs me relating to this debate is people citing Liane’s reaction to him jacking off in Tweek x Craig. Not only did she lack the context of this activity being gay in nature (seeing as Cupid Me is along the lines of an imaginary friend), but her reaction to him jacking off is outright disgusting. I didn’t feel like further gagging by further describing this scene, so here’s the clip if you need a refresher. Point is this isn’t indicative of her view on gayness, but it sure is really gross.

[knuckles-no-chuckle]

My favourites - South Park

I know absolutely nobody asked for this but I’ve decided to expose myself so awaaaay we go!

Favourite kids:

5. Kenny

4. Stan

3. Craig

2. Jimmy

1. Timmy (Literal angel. Best boy)

Favourite Adult:

Miss Havisham (I know that she was only in that one episode about Pip but that was all it took for her to be my favourite)

Favourite Sibling:

Shelly

Some of My Favourite Episodes: (sorry I put so much)

The Jeffersons

Cartman Joins NAMBLA

Tweek vs. Craig

A History Channel Thanksgiving

Asspen

Goth Kids 3: Dawn of the Posers

Helen Keller! The Musical

Pandemic Part 1 & 2 (counting it as one because I can)

Timmy 2000

Fourth Grade

Good Times With Weapons

I Should Have Never Gone Ziplining

Krazy Kripples

It’s Christmas In Canada (I fucking adore the Canadians)

Favourite Songs:

5. Why Can’t I Be Like All The Other Kids? (Token)

4. Put It Down (Craig, Tweek, other students)

3. Out Of My Shell (Larry)

2. Queef Free (Men of South Park)

1. Christmas Time In Hell (Satan)

Favourite Game:

The Fractured But Whole

Bonus~

Favourite Ships:

Stanman (Stan x Cartman)

Jyle (Jimmy x Kyle)

Creek (Craig x Tweek)

Clenny (Clyde x Kenny)

Special K (Mysterion x Dr. Timothy)

Pete x Michael

Once again, no one asked! I just wanted to say this! If you agree/disagree with any of these, let me know!

[appleb18]

Modern Cartoon LGBT Representation Rant

As modern cartoon shows are trying desperately to represent LGBT and be part of the community, however, most of them failed to do it well. So many problems that writers and the fandom are doing wrong to show it and look I know they're trying their best and see that but there aren’t doing it well. So these what I’ve been seeing for three years and why they don’t work

Long Rant 

1) Minimizing the Gay

Most cartoons represent gay characters by showing them less and not making them into an actual character is one of the many problems have with LGBT representation in cartoons. Having them to appear only once and then that’s it which is so BS and doesn’t even count.

For example, most gay characters are shown in the background like Star vs The Forces of Evil - “Just Friends” showed two characters from the same gender kissing, however, it’s impossible to notice it because there some straight characters kissing as well

Then they two male characters with a child in the holiday special and season 2 finale. Many people may see it as LGBT rep but some people will see it as brothers or friends.

Then there are cartoons that show a gay character for only ONE episode and it’s irritating. Such as in Steven Universe, Mystery Girl first appeared in “Last One to Beach City” and then that’s it, we don’t see her again. We don’t anything about her and don’t see her dating Pearl in recent season

Also in 6teen episode called “Role Reversal” Nikki friend , Jean is a lesbian and she admits it to her and she’s dating someone else. However like Steven Universe, she only appeared once than that’s it but at least they confirmed that she’s gay.

The reasons why they're created because the fans can be excited that their gay characters on the shows. Why can’t they just make them an actual character then just leaving them in the dark? A good example of showing gay characters is Tweek and Craig from South Park

They don’t kiss, be stereotypical gay like being fabulous or doing makeup, their just your normal elementary school boys. In the episode “Tweek x Craig” at first they didn’t want to be in a relationship because they didn’t think they're gay and the more they push it back, the more realistic that they're in a relationship.

They even made Craig’s dad in denial that’s he’s gay but he cares more for his son happiness than his grudge

They got back together. Instead of being a one-off thing like South Park intent to do most of the time, they kept it and they're shown on screen together as a couple. Calling each cute nicknames like babe or honey, hold hands and support each other.

So how the hell is Tweek x Craig represent well than most cartoon shows? I know this show is made for adults but this is well done than most I’ve seen. Cartoons should focus on fleshing out the character then just show their gay. That brings me to...

2) Seconday Characters

Somewhat similar to first point however it’s the supporting cast and this is a lot worst because they appeare in episode and show that their gay but won’t give any hints that they are like a kiss or a hug.

An example of this is in The Loud House, Clyde parents are both males but the show doesn’t say that their gay. To be honest, I don’t see them as parents but as friends like Raven Home

Another example to this is Clarence, where Jeff parents are both female but again, we don’t see that if their lesbians by there’s no hints that they are or not

It’s getting dumb that they say their gay but they wont show it like come on, if you want an LGBT character than present it. Stop telling us if they are and show the audience by they hug, it’s not that hard.

3) Effects on the Story 

Another problem I’m seeing is its impact on the story. I really don’t if romance comes to the plot but it has to work because if it doesn’t then it’s just being shown out of context and doesn’t do much with the story. Unfortunately, most cartoon shows fail to do that and it forced

An example of this is they made Korra and Asami a couple at the end of the Legend of Korra. The writer did it on the last couple minute so they won’t potential backlash and they even have to announce that their bisexual couple

Then we have to buy the graphic novel to see more of them as a couple without proper hints and development between the two. You’ll probably be thinking that they did hint that they love each other but really most of the scenes of them together were FRIENDSHIP, not romance. 

Then there’s Steven Universe. Every time that there are Ruby and Sapphire episodes, it doesn’t fit the main narrative of the story. It just feels out of place to the plot than anything else For example, in the episode “The Answer”, Garnet tells a story of Ruby and Sapphire met but the does it relate to the Cluster arc?! Nothing, that’s what it is so they can push LGBT rep

And the whole wedding between Ruby and Sapphire in “The Heart of the Crystal” bomb which by the way is also a waste of time for plot. The wedding was nice but again, how does it relate to the Pink Diamond arc?!

The only that doesn’t feel out of place is Adventure Time. When they add LGBT to Adventure Time, it doesn’t feel force like look at the Marceline and Princess Bubblegum relationship. We can see it develop from being neutral to lovers 

It works for so many reasons such as they’ve been friends for 100+ years but PB work got in the way, leaving them to depart and never talk to each other since until Varmints where they finally talked about it and start hanging out more.

Also the many hints they might love each other like PB sniffing Marcy shirt 

Marceline wearing her sweater from “Stakes”

I can write more about why Bubbline is an amazing ship but you can read it here. It may have been a slow one but I rather have a good romance than a force that doesn’t take time away from the plot.

4) LGBT Propaganda 

Whenever creators announce that they’ll be LGBT in their show, I find it as their desperate for views, for example, the Dragon Prince announce that they’ll be LGBT rep in the show 

Really? Your telling people that there will be LGBT in the show? 

Then there’s Voltron where the writers were hyping Shiro x Adam to be gay but they killed him off like are you kidding me? You’ve been hyping Adam ever since SDDC and then he died, what a waste.

Conclusion

Look, while I don’t mind cartoon shows showing LGBT rep and I support it, however, the way they’re doing it is poorly done and I wish they could’ve done it better than minimize and force LGBT. Modern cartoons could’ve made it simple like a hetero love story or it doesn’t have to be romance, it could be just a character that’s just gay. I hope that in the future that writers could make it better. 

[fcldspar]

Where do people get the idea that craig is whipped? I probably missed something.

oh babe

to be fair the concept of craig being whipped is more explicit in fanon perceptions than canon, but, they do have basis in canon craig’s attitude towards tweek i.e. fanon perceptions of him can seem hyperbolic or out of character at times, but they weren’t pulled out of the abyss, they’re there because canon craig has very strong affections for tweek as well, it’s just that fanon craig’s and canon craig’s affections aren’t always displayed in exactly the same way. canon craig’s whipped attitude is shown more through various types of gestures, but of course in fandom culture fanon craig’s whipped attitude is shown a lot of the time through physical affection, which is why it can often seem like there’s little correlation. with fanon craig’s affection all you have to do is train your eyes in the direction of some art and see them making out, with canon craig’s affection it’s a question of looking more closely at what happens and understanding the reason and symbolism behind his gestures (some of these gestures are of course physical, like holding hands and hands on backs, so but they’re not as arguably hyperbolic as the fanon physical affection (again another sign that fanon perceptions have basis in the canon reality of it))

(i’m not gonna go into tweek x craig in great detail in this cus that’s a whole other post altogether, but i’m going to look at pretty much everything else)

the first thing is identifying the most basic fact, which is that it’s obvious that craig actively likes tweek’s company (a privilege not many people have since not many people have the ability to not bore or annoy craig, already placing tweek amongst some of craig’s favourite people)

it’s something that can be seen before tweek x craig:

and after tweek x craig, even more so since they’re now officially a couple:

keep in mind that in all of these they’re not required to be seen together for the main plot of that scene in the same way that they may be seen together in scenes revolved around them, however considering it’s matt and trey this show holds no coincidences — what you can interpret from all this is that they’re shown to be with each other for a reason, however it’s not because the script itself requires it for the main plot of that particular scene to move forward, so it must be something else

basically what i’m saying is that, it’s obvious they have at the very least a base-line liking for each other (both with their friendship and their relationship). this on its own of course is not enough to prove that craig is ‘whipped’, but it’s enough to show that he does regard tweek as someone he wants in his life (and vice versa of course)

what really shows how much affection craig has for tweek is through his gestures, both physical/verbal and wider-scheme gestures

with his physical/verbal gestures, there are a few key things about his character to keep in mind: he is not a compassionate or affectionate person by nature. what three newer seasons and a game show about how he acts with tweek doesn’t erase the fact that, by classic nature, he’s an asshole. an insensitive apathetic unfeeling asshole who previously wouldn’t be caught dead giving anyone any sort of affectionate nickname and has a history of targeting kids and leading bullying campaigns (as in he’s the one leading the act of bullying other kids) and is never seen willingly giving anyone any sort of physical reassurance of any kind. all of this is the direct opposite of how he acts around tweek — willingly holding hands, touching his back both as reassurance and just as a sign of pure affection (for example in the second last screenshot above), calling him “honey” and “babe” basically all the time (even when no one else is around), trying his best to calm down tweek and help him feel better in any way he can, trying his best not to ostracise tweek for his emotions (again all keeping in mind how extreme tweek’s emotions can be, which would be taxing and draining for basically anyone to have to deal with). craig is not typically an affectionate or caring person, exactly the opposite in fact, and yet he devotes himself to tweek’s comfort and happiness (only stopping when he either has literally no visible way to help, or when he succeeds in helping tweek feel better). instead of causing pain to others and caring nothing for others’ emotions, he tries to bring tweek a state of being content and happy because he genuinely wants tweek to feel so, showing that tweek is his personal exception.

(this is gonna be exploring his wider gestures, specifically in Put It Down, in more detail) i personally think that his ‘wider’ gestures go further in showing his genuine care for tweek because they’re not nearly as quick or easy as putting a reassuring hand on his back or saying “go home and make some cupcakes, honey” (an actual quote from him), and they’re certainly not something he’d even dream of doing for any other character. throughout the entire episode he was trying to help tweek feel more secure: advising him to try and appeal to Kim using his strengths, buying him a fidget spinner (which yes did nothing to help admittedly, but he tried on the grounds that he really did think it would help and in this context that’s what counts), not getting annoyed with him for coming into his room at whatever hour at night that was and literally screaming into his ear and STILL trying to listen to him despite being sleepy, taking him out on a theme park date in denver to try and help him feel better and trying to appeal to his favourite ride, trying to reason with tweek even when it was clear he was running out of patience (and we know his logical reasoning wasn’t the right approach, but at the time he had no idea at all and tweek was literally the first human he’d ever put substantial effort into supporting, and keep in mind they’re only ten-year-olds who aren’t supposed to have much experience in relationships, so you can’t blame the poor boy for having no previous experience and knowledge of what to do. he’s an apathetic science and maths nerd, he’s only ever had to deal with logic before getting together with tweek) (seriously though he really was trying, i feel for him) (plus compare it to how quickly he ran out of patience with the main gang in the pandemic episodes of s12, so he really is trying to keep his cool here for tweek’s sake), only giving up when in his mind he had tried absolutely everything, BUT when he heard heidi’s speech he immediately left the school with a big smile on his face and all previous annoyance at tweek vanished, turned up at tweek’s house and without hesitation got tweek to think through all his emotions despite tweek’s initial annoyance and confusion, and ON TOP OF ALL THIS he willingly sang a solo for part of an original song with tweek even though he has no interest in dramatic arts or music or performances at all (not to mention his voice isn’t exactly ideal for singing, but he would have known this and willingly went along with it anyway) and then continued to sing throughout the rest of the song at the front of the stage in front of hundreds of adults hand in hand with tweek. this is all remarkably out of character for someone who normally is just a plain old dick, and it’s only ever tweek he shows this amount of regard and concern and effort for

tldr: people talk about how ‘whipped’ craig is because he is, he is a boy normally known for his apathy and meanness going well out of his way to assist and support his boyfriend. they’re basically the most healthy couple in the entire show because of the fact that they, two ten-year-old fourth graders, show more concern for each other than your average adult couple, in this context especially craig. it’s the character development and contrast that is key here: all empathy and care that he could have shown for others throughout the show but never did is directed towards tweek (and stripe of course) alone. as a side note, i looked up the urban dictionary definitions of ‘whipped’ and all the top results imply control and manipulation, and i want to emphasise that tweek and craig’s relationship is NOT about either of those, their relationship is an affectionate respectful one which is why i haven’t used the word ‘whipped’ to describe them much in this. they do care about each other to the point that if they were worse people they COULD try to control each other hypothetically, but i want to highlight that they do not actually do this and show absolutely no signs of wanting to. what they have is affectionate and caring, but not manipulative or controlling (again, why they’re the most healthy couple in south park)

[ninawritesastory]

U, V, W, X, Z

U - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms

1. Keith from Voltron: Legendary Defender. (The fandom’s largely agreed on the last name Kogane for him, but I’m pretty committed to the theory that his dad is James Hawkins. Canon hasn’t given him a surname and they’ve been very cagey about his ethnicity/race, even though they’ve given pretty much everyone else one.)

2. Johan Andersen from Yu-Gi-Oh! GX (He’s gayer than the rainbow deck he plays, he’s from Norway or Sweden, and I’m very dedicated to the ironic headcanon of him being completely colorblind.)

3. Irene Adler from Sherlock. (Well, technically from the source material, but I’ve enjoyed most other portrayals of her. The first time I’ve ever felt “Yas Queen” in my very bones.)

4. Asami Sato from The Legend of Korra. (The girl went through so much shit but never let it drag her down which is honestly goals. Plus she got herself one heck of a happy ending.)

5. Bill Cipher from Gravity Falls. (I greatly enjoy characters who give no fucks whatsoever and have the good grace to be the smartest, most ethically amoral asshole in the room with a twisted sense of humor. Bill was hilarious and I kind of wished we’d seen more of him throughout the show.)

V - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms

1. Klance/Laith. They’ve got so much chemistry watching their interactions in the show has my gaydar going nuts. (Plus the showrunners have been pretty heavy handed in hinting that this one could end up canon, and while I’m wary of being queerbaited again, you’re not gonna catch that stopping my gay ass.)

2. Ruby/Sapphire (Garnet). They’re canon, they’re lesbians, and they’re adorable. What more can a girl ask for? I haven’t seen their most recent episode and I want to so badly because I know there are good things going on there.

3. Korrasami. Personally I preferred this ship way back when the show was trying to keep Mako as the main romantic interest. The interactions felt way more natural and once these two became friends they became a really great team. Plus they ended up as canon, even if it was only in like, the last thirty seconds of the series finale, but I’ll take what I can get.

W - 5 favorite ships and 5 kinks you like best for said ships

1. Klance/Laith. Top five kinks…uh…I really like these two in an A/B/O setting, almost exclusively with Omega!Keith and Alpha!Lance. Praise kink is a big one, too. Size kink, also, for both of them (although maybe for Lance more than for Keith), and also xenophilia. Keith’s part alien and that’s something the fandom has loved to work with. And I’m not really sure if it counts as an actual kink, but, like, very sweet, very vanilla, missionary position sex where it’s more about making each other feel good than it is about getting off.

2. Creek. Size kink on Craig’s part, definitely. Tweek’s got a thing for dirty talk, and he’s good at it. Soft BDSM would be a good one for these two; nothing much more extreme than tying each other up, but that’s definitely something they like. Tweek’s also got a scent kink, and nothing turns him on more than how Craig smells after a good work out. And Craig’s got a thing for being ordered around in the bedroom.

3. Korrasami. Body worship. So much of it. Also cunnilingus; Asami strikes me as the type to thoroughly enjoy turning her partner into a quivering, desperate mess. Toys is also one, though I’m not sure if that counts as an actual kink? Maybe some forays into mild BDSM, since Korra seems to be the blitz sort. Edging would probably be a thing for them, too.

4. Style. Kyle gets off on giving orders, Stan gets off on taking orders. Kyle being a size queen is A+ stuff. I think Kyle and Stan would really enjoy edging; Kyle has fun pushing Stan to the brink and dragging him back until he’s sobbing for relief and once Kyle finally lets him cum Stan usually has the best orgasms of his life, so it all works out. Also, funny enough, I can see Kyle having a bit of a creampie fetish. Like, he likes having Stan cum in him, especially after edging him for awhile. Stan’s probably got a humiliation kink, too.

5. Bunny. Power plays all the way. Fighting for dominance, the whole idea of “You want my ass? You gotta earn it first.” Kenny’s got a bit of a choking kink. BDSM would definitely be a thing for them. Probably not anything too detailed or involved, since it’s kind of hassle, dealing with all that equipment. Role playing would also be a big thing for them. If they’ve got time and aren’t afraid of getting caught, then sweet and gentle will do it for them better than rough and fast.

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM

1. Tweek Tweak (South Park)

2. Kenny McCormick(South Park)

3. Keith (Voltron)

4. Shiro (Voltron)

5. Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter)

6. Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls)

7. Marco Diaz (Star vs. The Forces of Evil)

8. Prim Everdeen (The Hunger Games)

9. Finnick Odair (The Hunger Games)

10. Bolin (The Legend of Korra)

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go (prompts optional but encouraged)

I really love the concept of A/B/O fics, mainly because I love toying with world building and trying to create a world in which this system works and makes sense from an evolutionary standpoint is fun as hell for me. Plus it’s a really good way to highlight how shitty sexism is since it involves turning patriarchy around a bit and typically you’ve got these male characters (some of whom are pretty badass in the source material) dealing with the levels of bullshit women have been dealing with for millennia. But it’s also kind of tricky, since the whole point of A/B/O (in my opinion, at least) is to subvert heteronormative and sexist readings by presenting a feminist perspective through a vehicle Straight White Men might be able to understand. (“When men are oppressed, it’s a tragedy. When women are oppressed, it’s tradition.”) And some writers…just don’t do that. They only focus on the possibility of babies and end up stuffing the Omega into that heteronormative, sexist perception of what it means to be a childbearing member of society.

I love it when the writer builds up a world that has a lot of the problems and issues we see in ours: a long history of bullshit ‘science’ that claims women/Omegas are weak or stupid or incapable of anything but being a wife and mother; microaggressions ranging from period/heat jokes to casual threats of rape and sexual violence written off as “just a joke”; women/Omegas living by ‘rape schedules’ whether they know it or not; political issues like equal pay for equal work, abortion, and women’s rights in general. Like, it’s not supposed to just be “Oh, my favorite gay couple can have babies!” Granted, that’s definitely a fun part of it, but I’d like to see more of the world building aspects.

[getyourshittogetherkenny-blog]

I’m not gay!

Kyle Broflovski X Male!reader

This is Jazzy’s first reader insert! Read with care my lovelies!

Prompt: “You’d never believe me if I told you that I_____, buts its true and I can prove it!”

“Dude, did you hear about the argument Craig and Tweek had the other day? It was brutal.” Stan asked concerned. 

“Yeah. Hope things will be alright, they’ve been dating longer than anyone else in this school.” Kyle answered raising a thick eyebrow. Stan visibly brightened up at the mention of relationships. 

“Speaking of, Wendy wanted to talk to me when I got to school.” The dark-haired teen quickly started to scan the semi-crowded halls for said woman. Even in high school, their relationship is off and on.

“Dude seriously? This is the second time you guys have gotten back together this month.” He inquired exasperatedly. Kyle thought their whole relationship was a load of bullshit. Stan’s constant swooning was annoying because he would talk endlessly about her. 

Stan was about to respond until he caught sight of his “dream girl” at her locker. The ginger narrowed his eyes and elbowed the taller teen, obviously trying to get his attention again. Stan adjusted his hat and strode across the room to greet Wendy. Leaving Kyle to stare unbelieving at his retreating back before hurrying to catch up.

“Hey Wendy, you wanted to see me, right?” Stan asked breathless. His cheeks flushed a vibrant shade of red. Wendy peeked out from behind her locker door and immediately smiled at the teen. 

“Good morning Stan.” She greeted before glancing at the Jewish boy and continuing, “ Yeah, but can we talk. In private.” Kyle rolled his eyes at the obvious jab from the volleyball captain. Stan eyed his friend for a moment before agreeing to Wendy’s request.

“Great! Here Kyle, hold this. We’ll be right back.” Wendy thrusts her bright yellow purse and notebooks into his lithe arms before grabbing Stan’s arm. The tall boy threw a quick thumbs up at his friend over his shoulder as he was being lead away.

Once the two love birds were out of sight, Kyle let out a loud groan of annoyance as he adjusted the colorful notebooks into his arm and securing the purse into his free hand. He pulled out his phone and decided to scroll through social media to pass the time. 

“Jesus Kenny, don’t you shower? You smell like shit.” Cartman’s obnoxious voice drifted around the corner, but Kyle paid no attention as he was still wrapped up in the latest Kardashian drama. After all these years, the ginger finally learned to drown out his stupid voice.

“Shut up, maybe the inside of your nose just sme-” Kenny’s muffled retort was cut off by the sight of Kyle. Better yet, the position he was standing in. Hand on a jutted out hip with notebooks tucked under his arm while his other hand held a blindingly bedazzled yellow purse and his cell phone. The two boys looked and each other and had one thought go though their minds.

Gay.

The fat teen threw his head back and laughed boisterously, startling Kyle. “What the fuck, Cartman?” Said teen exclaimed. Kenny just continued to stare slack-jawed before smirking and chuckling.

“Digging the new look Kyle.” The blond said coolly, throwing up an eyebrow flirtatiously. The comment making the brunette laugh harder. The ginger watched Cartman double over and clutch his stomach confused. He glanced between the pair before realizing that he was holding. “Wow Kyle, didn’t know you were so gay!” Cartman wheezed.

“What?!” The Jew’s voice rose an octave as he dropped the purse and notebooks. “I’m not gay! Wendy just wanted me to hold her things!” His face flushed scarlet as he rambled.

The fat teen stood up, wiping his eyes and clutching Kenny’s shoulder for support. “Stop denying it, Kyle. You might as well change your occupation to professional dick-sucker.” Cartman could barely finish the sentence as he began to laugh again, bringing the blond along with him into his laughing fit.

The short teen furrowed his brows, “Shut up fat ass. I’m not gay and I can prove it!” He yelled at the two. His hands shook violently as he fought the blush on his pale cheeks.

“Alright then, prove it!” Kenny challenged the freckled teen with a smirk. Cartman took this moment to place a requirement. “Yeah, you have to kiss a guy!” Both the blond and the ginger looked at him confused and concerned.

“How is that going to prove anything?” Kyle countered angrily. What the fuck was that suppose to fix? If anything it would just give the two idiots more reasons to continue to call him gay.

“Shut up you Jew!” The offensive teen snarled, “You need to kiss a guy to see if you really aren’t gay!” He finished with an evil glint in his eye. Kenny preceded to nod his head, a growing smile on his face.

“Yeah, yeah! And if you end up catching feelings, then it’ll prove that you really are gay!” He added throwing in a punch to Kyle’s shoulder. The Jewish teen looked at his friend unsure, before finally agreeing.

“Fine. Whatever.” He attempted to sound uninterested, but his slight stutter and flushed face said otherwise. “Who do I have to kiss? I doubt that I could just walk up to anyone and do that without them wanting to beat the shit out of me.”

Cartman rubbed his double chin in thought, “Hmm. Lets see.” He hummed almost comically while Kenny merely did a quick scan around the halls. “Hey what about (Y/N)? Isn’t he gay?” Kyle glanced across the walkway to where the boy stood.

“No way dude! That was just a rumor.” Kyle quickly looked away from (Y/N)’s back. A rumor was spread a few weeks back about the boy being a homosexual. It wasn’t confirmed or denied, so it just dissipated until everyone nearly forgot about it.

“We picked him Kyle, so you have to do it! Do it or you’ll be known as Mr. Sucksonballs for the rest of your life!” Cartman demanded loudly, catching the attention of a couple of students.

The short boy sharply shushed the fatty with a finger over his lips. “Shut up Fat Ass! Fine I’ll do it.” Kyle rushed to the boy at a rushed speed, in an attempt to get it over with before the morning bell. Once he reached (Y/N), he breathed a sigh of relief that there were hardly any students near the area.

“Hey Kyle. Do you need anythi-”

“(Y/N) I need you to kiss me!” Kyle interrupted abruptly, startling the teen. (Y/N) just stood there staring at the freckled teen. He was searching for any sign of a practical joke. 

“Are you serious? Is this a joke? Because its not funny.” (Y/N)’s brows knitted together in frustration. Kyle’s face scrunched up in annoyance. He just wanted it over and done with as soon as possible. He sighed and gripped the bridge of his nose.

“Look. You’d probably never believe me if i told you this without context, but I’m not gay. I can prove it! You just have to kiss me.” He explained hurriedly. His heart drummed in his chest at an almost unbearable rate.

“You know what, fine. What else do I have to lose.” (Y/N) admitted dejectedly. He closed his eyes and leaned in quickly, barely brushing his lips against Kyle’s. The ginger barely had time to react before the mysterious teen pulled away. (Y/N)’s cheeks were barely a pink tint as opposed to Kyle’s who sported a cherry red.

“There, happy? Now would you people please just leave me alone.” (Y/N) turned away and slammed his locker door for added emphasis. Kyle backed up slowly before turning and rushing back to rub it in their faces that he proved them wrong.

“I’m not gay! I proved you wrong!” The freckled boy pointed a thumb at himself in pride. Both boys glanced at each other in disbelief before laughing harder than unexpectedly loud. “Kyle, you stupid Jew, that’s not a kiss!” Kenny buried his face into the crook of his arm in an attempt to stifle his laugh. “Its got to be longer or it doesn’t count!” Cartman gasped out in between chuckles.

“Jesus Christ! Seriously?!” In a flush-induced rage, Kyle turned around swiftly and chased after the boy walking down the hall. “(Y/N)!” He bellowed out.

(Y/N) sighed, expecting the worst. “What do you want no-” He was cut off as Kyle grabbed the unsuspecting teen by the arms and pressed his thin lips against the teen.

Kyle could truly feel how soft his lips were against his chapped ones. The longer the kiss lasted, the more things the pale teen noticed about a kiss with (Y/N). His heart thumped rapidly against his rib cage painfully. Kyle put pressure behind his lips subconsciously as (Y/N) firmly gripped his biceps for more support.

“Whoo-Hoo! Go Kyle!” Wendy cheered as a confused Stan stood silently beside her. Kyle’s eyes widened as he realized how many other students were watching the two of them. Both of them released each other in a hurry, their faces completely red and their hands trembling. Neither of the two could even look at the other’s face.

The silence was broken by the obnoxious laughter of the two idiots that put Kyle in this situation. “Well done Kyle! You sure proved us wrong!” Cartman Shouted above the hushed whispers of his fellow classmates. Their laughing was cut short by the morning bell.

Cartman and Kenny strode away, still chuckling about the whole situation. (Y/N) has since run off to class in a flurry of embarrassment. Leaving Kyle, Stan, and Wendy in the halls.

“Dude, what just happened?” Stan asked still shocked at the turn of events with a giggling Wendy beside him. Kyle didn’t respond, so the dark haired boy shook the ginger’s shoulder gently, coaxing him out of his daze. The shorter male looked at his friends before opening his mouth slowly.

He spoke slowly in a trembling voice “I’m not gay.” His voice cracked at the last word.

[gaygobbledygook]

Anniversary | Tweek x Craig (fluff)

Summary: It’s Tweek and Craig’s anniversary, and Craig has something he wants to do something

Word count:770

Genre: Fluff. All the fluff. nothin but fluff. fluffarino           

            Tweek and Craig were walking through the park, talk and laughing. Today was the boy's’ anniversary, and they had spent the whole day together. Their relationship was an odd one. Pictures drawn of them, pretended to date, pretended to break up, then pretended to get back together.

            But slowly, pretending grew to be something more. 

            “C-Craig?” Tweek asked,

            “Yeah, hun?”

            “What are we doing out here?”

            The noirette boy chuckled, wrapping his arm around his boyfriend.

            “I, wanted to do something.

            ”Tweek cocked an eyebrow,“You gonna tell me?”

            “Nnnnnnope.” 

             “Figured as much.”

            They finally stopped at a random tree Craig has walked up to. Looking satisfied, Craig whipped out a pocket knife. With anyone else, Tweek might have worried we was going to be stabbed or meet some a horrible detailed fate, but with Craig, the blonde just gave him a curious look.

            “What are you planning?” The blonde asked, suspiciously.

            “Just sit back and wait okay,” Craig smirked at him, before turning his attention towards the tree. Tweek sighed, knowing he wasn’t gonna get anything out of him, and stood aside sipping his coffee.

            “And...It’s done.” Craig said a few minutes later. Tweek looked at what Craig had been working on. It was the initials, “C + T” carved into a tree with a heart around it.

            “Do you like it?” Craig asked. 

            Tweek chuckled, leaning into Craig’s chest.

             “I love it.”

             Craig, once again, wrapped his arm around the blonde and smiled. They stood like that in a comfortable silence for a while before Tweek spoke up.

             “You know, before we were together, I never pegged for the romantic type.”

            Craig shrugged, “Never had someone to romance.”

            “What did you think of me? Back then?” 

             “Dunno, you were pretty cool.The first time we actually met was with that fight.”

            “Oh, yeah, that.” Tweek recalled. “Yeah. I never thought we’d end up being boyfriends. But then there was yaoi.”

             Tweek bursted out laughing, “Oh god, this town can be so stupid sometimes.”             

             “Yeah.” Craig laughed along with his boyfriend. “Remember when our parents sent us away because they were afraid they’d ‘abduct’ us?”

             “Or when all the guys became meterosexaul?”             

             “Dude, that’s one of the first times you started hanging out with us.”

             “And we dressed up like fricken asshats!”

             The air was filled with the boys laughter, till they keeled over and layed on the ground. When they could breath again, Craig spoke up.

             “You know, as weird as it sounds, i’m glad the asian girls started drawing those pictures of us.”

             Tweek turned his head to face Craig. “Why?”

             " Cause if they didn’t, I wouldn’t have gotten to be with you.”

             “God, you are so corny.” Tweek looked up, chuckling.

             Craig grabbed Tweek’s hand, making him face him once again and find that he had gotten closer and donned a sincere expression.             

             “I’m serious,” Craig started, looking into Tweek’s eyes, “You...You make a better person. I don’t know how but you do. I don’t like people, really. I think the majority are assholes, but you...you’re different. I care you more than anyone else, and I want to be the best person I can to you. Because you make me happy. Like belong, or matter,or something.”

            “C-Craig…” Tweek wasn’t sure how to respond to Craig’s heartfelt speech.

            “Look, I just…” the noirette sighed, “I love you….so fucking much.”               

            Tweek wrapped his arm’s around Craig, embracing him and catching him off guard.            

            “I love you, too.” Tweek confessed, “You have no idea how good are for me. Around other people, I feel so stressed, so pressured to be ‘normal’. I feel like...with other other people I have to keep everything bottled up, they’re problems and should deal with them but with you-” he sniffled.

             “Tweek?”

             “You listen to me...care about me, and I have no fucking what I did to deserve it...”             

              Craig pulled Tweek away slightly to look at him to see the tears were forming in his eyes.

             “Why am I fucking tearing up?” Tweek laughed, pressing his palms to his eyes, until Craig wiped the tears away and pressed his forehead against Tweek’s.

             “You should never feel like that.Ever. I’ll make sure you don’t. You deserve to be happy.”

            “I am happy.” Tweek assured him, smiling. “I’m happy...as long as I have you.”

             Craig smirked, “who’s the cheesy romantic, now?”

             “Shut up…’ Tweek smiled, cuddling closer into Craig’s warmth.

             “Should we get up?”

             “Nah, fuck it.” Craig said, holding Tweek close. “Let’s stay here a little longer.

              And so they laid there for a while. Cuddling.together, and happy. 

I know this is like, an hour late, but I was busy. Also I was playing fractured but whole and got to therapy wars, and oh my god the amount of weird fangirly noises that came out of me.

Happy Creekiversary everyone!

[meetsomefriendsofmine]

Happy Birthday Tweek (Creek Fanfic)

Summary: It is Tweek’s eleventh birthday and Craig wants to make sure it will be his best one yet, once Tweek gets off work that is.

Pairing: Creek (Craig x Tweek)

Word Count: 1469

Warnings: Minor swearing, gay fluff, nothing really.

(Hope you enjoy! Please follow and request~)

Craig was in his room, pacing back and forth, notebook and pencil in one hand, the other tangles in his messy black locks. Muttering under his breath he paused and looked down at his list again.

Things Tweek Likes

Coffee

Red Racer Trigun

Sweets

Lego

Animals

Not Having Nightmares

He let out a scoff of annoyance and frowned at the notepad. “Is this enough ideas for his birthday… I mean I can make a cake, and coffee. And I already got his big present.” He said and managed a small smile, Tweek was going to love the new lego set, Craig was sure of that much as he had seen Tweek eyeing it when they were at the mall together a few weeks ago.

“Well he doesn’t even get off work until five. So we’ll have time for dinner and cake and his present and then we can marathon Trigun until we fall asleep.” He said and nodded to himself, reaching for his hat and pulling it on to his head.

“What do you think Stripe?” He asked, peering in to his guinea pig’s immaculate cage.

Stripe noticed Craig’s presence and scurried over to the glass, pressing his nose against it lightly. Their dark eyes met and Craig smiled. “Yeah, I think Tweek’s gonna like it.” He said, he was nervous though, this was the first time he’d done something like this for anyone.

He reached in to the cage and petted Stripe before locking it up again and pulling on his blue coat, walking downstairs and then outside.

He made his way towards Tweek Bros. with his hands shoved in to his pockets, in one pocket held his list of things, and in the other there was a handmade leather bracelet. Tweek told Craig that he liked handmade things, so Craig had sat down for -longer than the box said it would take-, hours, and made him a leather bracelet, with a lion symbol for his star sign. There was a hint of blue in the coloring, Craig’s executive decision.

Upon arriving at Tweek Bros. Craig was surprised to see that the coffee shop was packed with people, most of which he didn’t recognize. He stepped in to line though, a bunch of strangers weren’t going to stop him from wishing his boyfriend a happy birthday.

As he waited in line he could glimpse Twee occasionally through the crowd of people. Seeing him always brought a smile to Criag’s face, especially when he was in his barista uniform, but this time it didn’t. Craig saw Tweek, forcing a smile, trying not to shake, but obviously overwhelmed and stressed by the sheer amount of people in the restaurant. This was too much pressure to put on the boy, especially on his birthday.

Craig began to nervously fidget with the bracelet in his pocket, the last thing he wanted to do was make Tweek more uncomfortable when he was already this stressed out. And giving him a gift in front of all these strangers would definitely freak him out. Frowning softly Craig knew he couldn’t put that pressure on Tweek and decided against it.

“I mean…I can just give it to him later.” He muttered under his breath and looked around the shop again. He was still going to wish Tweek a happy birthday though, that shouldn’t bother his anxiety too much, in fact it might cheer him up a bit.

When he arrived at the counter Tweek immediately recognized him and smiled. “Craig! H-hi!” He said excitedly. “You didn’t have to stand in line, I would have got your coffee.” He explained softly.

Craig simply shrugged. “Doesn’t matter, I got here in the end.” He said and smiled softly at the disheveled blonde boy. “Hey Tweek, happy birthday.” He said suavely, only to blush a few seconds later.

Tweek’s pale face erupted in a bright blush and he rubbed his hands together, smiling shyly. “T-thanks Craig. I-I was worried you wouldn’t remember…” He admitted softly and then twitched and looked at Craig directly. “Not that I doubted you or anything! I just-ah! Well you know how I worry.” He admitted sheepishly.

Craig smiled and nodded. “It’s okay Tweek, I get it. I know you.” He said softly. “You’re done at 5 right?” He asked as Tweek busied himself with Craig’s drink.

“Yeah. And then I’ll head straight over to your place. I-I’m really excited you know.” He admitted softly, handing the cup over to Craig. “One hot chocolate with whip cream for the tough guy.” He teased, grinning softly.

Craig playfully flipped him off and took the hot chocolate, their hands lingering together as the cup passed between them. Craig handed over a five dollar bill that Tweek promptly refused. “New rule, boyfriends drink free.” He replied.

Craig blinked in surprise. “Really? Thanks man.” He said and instead grabbed some change out of his pocket and dumped it in Tweek’s tip jar.

“Well I’d better let you deal with this mess. But Tweek, I promise you’re gonna have the best birthday ever, so be excited, but not nervous, have faith in me.” He said and grinned over at Tweek.

Tweek rolled his eyes but was grinning. “Ah Jesus man, don’t say shit like that, you sound like some romantic.”

Craig blushed and shrugged, buying himself with drinking his hot chocolate. “Keep up the hard work Tweek.” He called back before exiting the coffee shop, now on his way to the grocery store.

 By five o’clock Craig had everything prepared. Tweek’s present was wrapped, pizza was in the oven, the coffee cake was made and iced, and the Trigun DVDs were in the player. Craig made sure everything was perfect, this was Tweek’s birthday after all. So all he had to do now was wait, Tweek got off at 5 and Craig’s house was only minutes away so he knew he’d be there any minute.

By six o’clock there was still no sign of Tweek, and Craig had taken out the pizza, but didn’t want to eat without Tweek, it was his birthday supper so it just felt wrong. He sat on the couch and put Trigun on to pass the time, knowing he couldn’t be much longer. “He’s probably just showering and changing, it’s fine.

It was finally at 11 o’clock that night when Tweek quietly knocked on the front door of the Tucker residence. The boy was still in his Barista outfit, his hair a disheveled mess and bags under his eyes showing how exhausted he was.

He walked inside his boyfriend’s all too familiar house, walking to the living room and gasping at the sight. Craig was passed out on the couch, Trigun stayed paused on the menu screen on TV, on the table was pizza and cake and a wrapped present as well.

Tweek immediately felt awful for sanding Craig up when he had done so much for him. Casting his green eyes to the figure on the coach Tweek walked over and laid beside him, cuddling in to him and frowning.

Craig stirred awake, subconsciously wrapping his arms around Tweek. “Hey you’re here…” He mumbled groggily, pushing his hat up on his forehead to see his boyfriend in his arms and to clarify he wasn’t dreaming. “I can warm up the pizza. Do you want your present?” He asked.

Tweek looked up at him, eyes drawn up in guilt. “No, no Craig it’s fine, go back to sleep. God I’m so sorry I’m so late. My Dad and Mom really needed me in the store, there were so many tourists…” He said.

Craig shook his head. “Its fine Tweek, you’re here now. But we’ve gotta do something for your birthday.” He insisted, working all day wasn’t good enough.

Tweek shook his head. “I’m fine Craig, honest! I-I’m so tired all I want to do is s-s-sleep anyways.” He replied. “You’ve done so much for me, setting up all of this a-and visiting me. That’s all I need to have the best birthday Craig. But, hey, if it makes you feel better we can just do everything tomorrow!”

Craig smiled and pulled Tweek in to a tight hug. “That sounds great, but right now let’s get you to bed. You’ve worked crazy hard today.” He replied and smiled softly at him.

Tweek nodded and cuddled up with Craig on his couch. “B-by the way, thanks a lot for that tip earlier. It made my day.” He said and timidly pecked his cheek, meanwhile he rubbed the leather bracelet on his wrist that he had ‘found’ in his tip cup that morning.

Craig grinned and buried his face in to Tweek’s shoulder. “Anything for my boyfriend’s birthday.” He replied softly.

Tweek smiled. “Thanks Craig. I…I love you y’know.”

“Yeah, I love you too Tweek, and happy birthday.”

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The Man In The Picture

TITLE: The Man In The Picture AUTHOR: fallingwthstyle PROMPT: Day Five [4/28]: Beginnings WORD COUNT: 1,690~ WARNING(S): “Off-screen” character death. RELATIONSHIP: Mayor McDaniels and the man in the picture in ‘Tweek x Craig’.

Notes: This is a missing scene from  This Is Not Your Parent’s K2‘but can be read as a stand alone oneshot; Officer Barbrady was killed in an explosion and fire in the line of duty after successfully stopping a van carrying a very large bomb headed toward Washington, D.C.

Mayor McDaniels finally looked away as they began to lower Officer Barbrady’s casket into the ground. The funeral was over, and now all she wanted to do was leave quickly, but she knew protocol required her to say a few words to the crowd that had gathered first.

She walked to the podium where Sargent Yates had delivered a moving eulogy a few minutes ago, her two aides flanking her at a respectful distance. One of them handed her a bottle of water and she nodded gratefully and took a sip before leaning down to the microphone.

“I want to thank you all for coming today.” Her throat was raw and it was difficult to speak. She looked out beyond the crowd; spring had come late to South Park this year, but the flowers were in full bloom now. Their beauty was lost on her; she might as well be looking at a black and white photograph. She spotted Tweek and Craig, standing off to the side in their best suits, holding hands and watching her. Even seeing them wasn’t enough to lift her from her sadness.

“Officer Barbrady exemplified everything a police officer should be,” she continued. “And Vincent was a wonderful man, and my friend. His selfless act three nights ago may have saved thousands of lives; remember that, and don’t ever forget him.”

She looked behind Tweek and Craig at the flowers blooming in Stark’s Pond Park. She and Vincent had had several picnics there recently; and twenty years ago she and Roger had as well, and it was those she remembered with the greatest fondness. They were young then, and believed they had their whole lives ahead of them. She was a law student, and he owned a real estate company and the two of them were planning a future together. Back then, each spring had felt like a new beginning, but she sensed she would never have that feeling again.

Life as she knew it ended the day he had driven to Denver to take photographs of a restaurant he was going to list for sale. A gas line in the kitchen had exploded, killing three employees and six customers…including Roger, as well as a state senator. All she had left of Roger now was her memories, and the photograph of him she kept on her desk.

Her throat closed and she choked back a sob. She turned and hurried away, toward the SUV that would take her home. Her aides followed close behind, ready to fend off anyone who tried to talk to her. She was seconds from breaking protocol and opening the back door herself instead of waiting for one of the aides to do it when she heard the voice. It was just a single word, but it stopped her in her tracks.

“Mary…?”

It was him. Even after all these years, she would recognize that voice anywhere.

Her head swam and her legs threatened to buckle, but she told herself she must not faint, not now. “Roger…?”

“Excuse me sir,” one of her aides stepped forward to intervene and then froze as he, too, recognized the man from the picture on the mayor’s desk. His hair was grey now and the mustache was gone, but it was clearly him.

“It’s all right, Mr. Johnson,” she said, taking a step closer to Roger, still not certain if she was going to faint or not. How can he possibly be here?

Roger pulled a set of keys from his pocket. “My car’s parked right over there,” he said, nodding toward a nondescript rental car parked a few dozen yards away. “I can take you anywhere you need to go, if it’s okay…?”

“Mayor?” Johnson asked, and at her reassuring nod he stepped back again. Roger and Mayor McDaniels walked to his car and climbed in. He drove three blocks and pulled into the parking lot of the Whole Foods Grocery and parked in the shade of a tree at the far end of the lot. Everything felt surreal, as if she had just stepped into a Twilight Zone episode.

“Where have you been?” she finally whispered.

“Can I show you something?” He pulled a slim manila folder from beside his seat and held it in his lap. “Because if I tell you where I’ve been, you might not believe me.”

She was ready to believe anything he told her; she’d already seen her town destroyed by Mecha-Streisand as well as an oversized 4th of July snake; almost nothing surprised her anymore.

She nodded and watched him open the folder. There was only three sheets of paper inside, and on top was a newspaper clipping she herself had a copy of, carefully tucked away in her box of memories, a front-page article about the explosion at the restaurant. “You know about this, of course,” he said, quickly flipping that page over as if he hadn’t meant for her to see it. He’d revealed yet another clipping. “Do you remember this a couple months later?”

She looked at the article which she vaguely remembered reading a long time ago, about the aftermath of that explosion; it hadn’t been an accident but an assassination of the senator by an organized crime group, who had stopped at the restaurant for lunch during a campaign tour. The article detailed the outcome of the trial where four of the people involved had been sentenced to life in prison. All four of their mugshots were at the bottom of the page.

“I didn’t die in that explosion,” Roger said into the silence that had descended between them as she looked at the article. “I had just left the restaurant and was walking back to my car. It knocked me off my feet and I broke my arm, but…” He trailed off and she nodded.

“But you didn’t die?”

He shook his head. “The FBI had been tipped off that something might happen there, but they arrived about five minutes too late. They found me lying in the parking lot, and wanted to see the pictures I had taken before the explosion…” He swallowed, nervously reaching down to move the clipping aside, keeping this one face up; underneath it was a single 8X10 photograph.

“I took this picture ten minutes before the explosion,” Roger said. It showed the inside of the restaurant; four people were visible: the senator who had been targeted along with one of his aides, a waitress, and someone in the background wearing a pair of workman’s overalls.

“Recognize him?” Roger asked, pointing at the man in the background. He slid the article he had just shown her closer and pointed to one of the mugshots. It was clearly the same man in both pictures.

“He was there pretending to check for a gas leak in one of their ovens. Instead, he planted a small bomb next to the gas line, and it was enough to blow the whole building up.” Roger swallowed nervously; he had been waiting two decades to tell her this. “That picture got him and three accomplices sentenced to life in prison. But there was more of that group still out there…and if they had any inkling that the person who took that picture was still alive…they might have gone after people I loved to find me. So…they put me in the witness protection program, and I’ve been living in Boston under a different name for the last twenty years. That’s where I’ve been.” He swallowed a lump in his throat. “I wanted to get in touch with you, Mary…but it would have been too dangerous.”

She was staring at him in wonder. “But why are you here now?” she asked.

“My…” he sighed. “Case worker got in touch with me about two months ago. She told me that the last of those four had died in prison…and that the rest of that organization had been jailed or died, and I was free to do whatever I wanted. Oh, and my monthly stipend from them was being cut by 60%.” He smiled. “I think it was mostly a cost-cutting move, but that’s okay because I’m free to do whatever I want now. I wasn’t sure if I should come here or not, or if you’d even want to see me, or…”

He closed the folder and tucked it away again before continuing. “But when I heard about what happened in your town, I had to come. I, ah…” he looked away from her, out the windshield. “I didn’t know you and Officer Barbrady were together until today…and now I feel sort of like an opportunistic jerk—”

“No, Roger.” She rested her hand against his arm. “I’m glad you came…it’s really good to see you again.” They regarded each other for a long moment before she continued: “You can’t imagine what it’s like to lose two people in an explosion—” she reached down and took his hand. “One I loved with all my heart…and one I cared deeply about, who I thought I could learn to love some day.” She sighed and another comfortable silence settled over them.

“Would you like to go somewhere and have coffee?” Roger finally asked.

Mary smiled; it was the first time in years it reached all the way to her eyes. “No,” she replied, and at Roger’s dismayed look she hurried to add, “I want to go somewhere and get a six-pack of beer, some sandwiches, and about a pound of potato salad…” she looked over his shoulder at the flowers that were blooming everywhere; the entire world suddenly looked more colorful. The sky was bluer and the clouds more beautiful; even the bright yellow dandelions that she once considered a nuisance growing alongside the parking lot were pretty. She sensed a new beginning was possible, and it was coming her way; no, coming both their ways. She also knew she’d be crying into Roger’s shoulder by sundown after opening up to him about Vincent, but for now that was okay.

She squeezed his hand and finished, “I want to go have a picnic.”

THE END

Neither the Mayor nor Officer Barbrady seem to have a canon first name, so I named her Mary because it sounds a bit like 'Mayor’, and as a homage to Mary Kay Bergman who provided her voice in the first three seasons of the show. I named Officer Barbrady Vincent because I dunno why, it just sounded right ;-)

Thanks for reading!

I LOVE when people use lesser-known side characters in their fics. The end was so sweet, and I loved that last callback in the last sentence. Thank you so much for writing!

[casualtornado]

hey! this is that same anon, thanks for being so receptive to my questions! first of all - tweek and craig are canon?! i stopped watching several seasons ago, so that's interesting. who is the other canon gay couple? and as a side note, whatever happened to butters? i always worried about that sweet boy, lol. if this isn't too difficult of a question, i'd love to hear you talk about what aspects of each of their canon characterizations you base your aged-up characterizations off of - thx again!

Oh, um, Tweek and Craig are the only canon couple at the moment, unless you count Cartman & Heidi but I don’t know what the fuck’s up with that :’) (I actually don’t know if Stan and Wendy are Officially Together at the moment, hm… don’t tell me if they are). But seriously, for Tweek and Craig, watch Tweek x Craig (s19, I forgot which ep nr) and Put It Down (s21e02). I’d def rec those even if you don’t want to watch the rest of the show. BUT Yes. THEY ARE CANON. IT IS WONDERFUL. TWEEK X CRAIG IS EVERYONE YOU COULD WANT OUT OF A FAN FIC TBH????? (It legit follows the kind of plot my fave fics have ok). CRAIG NOW CALLS TWEEK BABE AND HONEY. WATCH IT.

Butters is… I mean, he’s kind of same-old-same-old in the Professor Chaos kind of way? He’s definitely a bit fucked up, poor boy!

Hmm. It’s kind of intuitive, I guess, and I tend to be not very consistent in my characterizations? Like, I like the idea of Kyle doing very well in college because he seems to be very studious in some South Park episodes, but I can also imagine him taking things too far and getting addicted to Adderall and flunking. Same with Stan–he might do really well, be kind of like a jock, or he could grow up to be an outcast or the bad boy that drinks too much. I think he and Wendy break up at the point Stan realises he’s not straight, and Wendy moves on–goes to med school, finds a nice boy that loves her the way she needs him to love her. Kenny I have a more firm idea of, personally, where I think he’d experiment with alcohol and drugs during high school and then get a partial scholarship and go to a college or sth. I love the idea of Kenny actually making it in life, getting some more money and getting out of that shithole of a place he grew up in. I hate Cartman so I feel like he deserves nothing, but he probably makes it big in a local business (unless he manages to leave his mom’s house, in which case he might make it big nation or world wide). Umm, as for Craig and Tweek it’s even harder because they’re not shown very often? So I do imagine them staying together and just being super cute, but other than that my hc just… is wildly variable. Which, like I said, is something I enjoy. 

[gaygobbledygook]

Doodles | Tweek x Craig (fluff oneshot)

Summary: Tweek is by himself at recess at decides to draw

Word count: 1270

Genre: Fluff

(this should not have taken this long, and i’m sorry)

Tweek Tweak was sitting alone at a table by the black top holding his coffee thermos with shaking hands. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt like he just needed to be alone for a bit. He wasn’t upset just...would rather be by himself. Though, he was getting rather bored.

He looked over at Craig, Token, Clyde and Jimmy playing a game of basketball. He thought of asking if he could join, but the negative possibilities put way too much pressure on him. He sighed and glanced at his bag, which contained paper and markers.

He reached for his bag and dumped out the contents. He took a blue marker and started drawing stars.

Sometimes, Tweek would doodle when he was feeling anxious or apprehensive, which was often. He didn’t do full on art like the asian girls, but just simple sketches of simple things. He’d often doodle simple stuff, like flowers, or coffee, or anything he felt relaxing.

Normally, Tweek was always on edge, but doodling helped him calm him. As soon as his pen touched his paper, his hand would twitch less and he’d feel like he was in a whole nother world.

This time he found himself drawing outer space, with stars, swirls, planets. Thinking of space made him think of Craig, who wanted to be an astronaut.

Craig.

What was Craig to Tweek? That was a question that often plagued the frazzled blonde’s mind.

Was he a friend? Best friend? Fake boyfriend?

….Boyfriend, period?

Though it was ridiculous, and admittedly pretty gay, Tweek wouldn’t mind being in a relationship with Craig. He had this odd sense of comfort and confidence whenever Craig was around. And whenever he talked to him.

Though on the surface, Craig seemed uninterested and monotone, Tweek knew better than that. He had seen a side of Craig that not many had seen. His smile would always cause Tweek to want to smile, too.

Did that make him gay? Probably. But Craig had changed something in Tweek. Whenever Craig seemed down, Tweek did his best to try and fix whatever it was that was making him dejected. It was the least he could do for a person that made him feel the way he did.

Happy, comfortable, cared about...

It didn’t matter if it was gay. Tweek cared about Craig. And was perhaps even smitten for the noirette.

While he was spacing off, nopunintended Tweek started drawing Craig on the page. He put stars in his eyes to symbolize the brightness in them anytime he talked about something he cared about, like his pet Stripe, or outerspace. His eyes would light up whenever he talked about those kinds of subjects.

He smiled at the drawing. Tweek liked Craig the best when he was happy. Because at the same time, it would make him feel happy too.

“Whatcha drawing?” said a nasally voice, who had placed their head on Tweek shoulder, startling the boy.

Tweek snatched the paper, holding it to his chest, and whipped around to see Craig Tucker had come over to greet him.

“J-Jesus Christ, man!” Tweek nearly shrieked, “D-don’t sneak up on me like that!”

Craig held up his hands in surrender,

“Sorry, Sorry.” Despite the jumpy blonde’s outburst, Craig still maintained his usual deadpan expression. “I came over to ask if you wanted to come join us, but you were in the zone, so I decided not to bother you.”

He relaxed a bit to find it was only Craig, but that relief was instantly washed away when he remembered what was in his hand.

“So what’d you draw?”

“N-Nothing!” Tweek shouted hiding the sketch behind his back.

Craig arched an eyebrow. Normally, Tweek wouldn’t be so...defensive about showing his drawings. He wasn’t that terrible of an artist, at least by Craig’s standards.

So why he had refused to show him this drawing puzzled him. And at the same time, burn with curiosity.

“Come on, I won’t make fun of it.” Craig persisted.

“N-No!”

Craig knitted his eyebrows together. This wasn’t working, so he decided to use a different approach.

He looked behind Tweek, smiled, and waved.

“Oh, hi underpants gnomes!”

Tweek whipped around in fear.

“GAh! wHERE?”

Craig snatched the paper out of Tweek’s hand to take a look for himself.

“WAIT! PLEASE DON’T-” But Craig had already seen it. He was slightly surprised, not expecting the drawing to be of him. Although, he wasn’t exactly sure what he was expecting.

He looked back to see Tweek, his face burned from embarrassment and he started rambling apologies.

“I-I’M SO SORRY! I KNOW IT WAS WEIRD TO DRAW YOUR BUT-NGH- OH GOD, I-”

“Dude, calm down, I’m not mad.” Craig reassured him

“Y-you're not?” Tweek asked.

“No. in fact, I kind of like it.” Craig admitted, flustering Tweek even more.

“It’s just, why would you draw me?”

“W-well,” Tweek started to explain, his face still red, “I started drawing space, and then I remembered how much you liked space, then I remembered I draw things that calm me down and so I started drawing you cause you calm down for some reason, but I wasn’t actually gonna show you, because then you would think I was a total weirdo and then you’d never talk to me again, and i’d lose the most important person to me and-”

“Tweek.” Craig interrupted his ranting, “I….I matter that much to you?”

“W-well, yeah.” Tweek calmed down, “You-You make me really happy. When I feel like I’ll fail at anything I try, you're always there to motivate me, and tell me I can do it. Really, you have no idea how good you are for me.” Craig’s face went red at his words.

God, why is he so fucking cute? He thought to himself Dammit gay thoughts

“Uh...hey, Tweek?”

“Yeah?”

“Uh...you mind if I….draw something?” Craig felt a bit selfish asking for this. This was Tweek’s way of calming down and focusing. But the blonde had no problem with it.

“Oh, go ahead!”

Craig sat down and grabbed a green marker. Granted, drawing wasn’t really his forte, but he gave it his best shot.

When he was done, he set down the marker and stared at a tree that had become really interesting all of the sudden.

Tweek looked at the drawing that happened to be of him. In the drawing he was smiling, his hands behind his back, and in the background were coffee cups and what appeared to be theatre masks.

Before he could ask, Craig had already started explaining.

“Look, I like you okay? When you're happy about something, it also makes me happy too for some reason. And I thought….well maybe when I feel like shit, and the real things not there, I can just look at this and feel better.”

He pushed back his hair, covering his eyes with his hand, “That just sounds really fucking gay, doesn’t it?”

“No!” Tweek shouted, then lowered his voice, “No, it’’s actually...really sweet.And...I-I know what you mean.”

The boys stared at the ground for a moment, before their making eye contact. They smiled sheepishly at each other, before they hear Clyde shout behind them, startling both of them.

“HEY! IS TWEEK GONNA PLAY OR WHAT?”

Craig glared back at Clyde, but immediately relaxed. “Right.” He glanced back at Tweek offering him his hand,

“wanna come join us?”

Tweek took a double take at Craig's hand before grabbing it.

“S-sure.”

So, hand in hand, they headed to the black top.

“You guys gonna hold hands the whole game?”

“Fuck off, Clyde.”

So the new episode of south park is apparently going to be a Tweek and Craig centered episode, and all I have to say is: Matt and Trey, please go easy on my poor, fragile Creek heart.