#southpark ao3

[nicosolancee]

Southpark creek college AU

Chapter: 14/14 completed

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Craig/Tweek(main), Kenny/Butters (side), Kyle/Stan (side)

Craig Tucker is a college freshman who’s main goal is to graduate college and become a scientist. He’s logical and stable, but everything changes for Craig Tucker when he finds himself falling for his roommate. Not only that but he also finds himself befriending those he hated most in high school and he's starting to see that life may not be as black and white as he once thought it was.

[fennecfiree]

HAIII check out my fic!!! im GONNA write more chapters this timeee i PROMISE cuz the next chapter is gonna be the good part :3 this chapter is jus stendy angst but next is gonna be style fluff..,,

[fucksurass]

CHAPTER TWO IS OUT

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61703752

After many many years.... It's finally here. Finally FINALLY!!!! Let's goooooooo

[ducksaredead]

I'm back with idea to send some love to creek fanfic authors and do some fanarts! Starting with fic "Craig Wingman Tucker" by DerdleTerdle - it made me laugh so hard. Craig, you dumbass...

I wanna use different themes starting with fanfiction that's really funny. I'm also planning to choose fanfictions that match prompts: before txc episode, sad fic, classic creek fic - that's for the starter. :) See you soon!

[ch3rrybl0gs]

oh. Oh. OH!!!!!😬

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62786557

[p1rrup-p1p]

if i post about my pipstella fanfic will anyone care

[yoko1official]

kennyfic - go support the poor

hi! go support my friends fic... its about kenny mckormick and or myesterion(?) .. i think thats how you spell it.

anyway, if you like southpark and kenny, go check out their one-shot fic. it can be about anything that doesn't go against their boundaries. (put in the link for more details!) so if you have any ideas - they will ponder about it..

LINK : https://archiveofourown.org/works/65253760/chapters/167868340

[conthesatanist]

Bro usually when I read I am able to picture it all play out like a movie in my head.

USUALLY.

Now, this hasn’t changed at all. Nope. I’m still able to read words and have the images play in my mind….

This past week, however, I have been binge watching southpark.

So the “movie” playing in my mind whilst reading— or trying to read smut in peace is the fucking same style as Southpark.

Fml

[everlasting-luv]

Sooo...does anyone know what happened to Stalkerdex? Their Stanman fanfiction was so amazing and now they're gone! I need to know what happened! 😭

[rigormortisriot]

Like I promised, a crossposting of my most popular fic from AO3 to here.

Fandom : South Park

Characters : Tweek Tweak, Craig Tucker, Tweek Tweak's parents (mentioned)

Shipping : Tweek Tweak/Craig Tucker (m/m)

Song : Brave as a Noun (AJJ)

Genre : Hurt/Comfort

Word Count : 2,740

Tags : Panic Attacks, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Neglect, Non-Graphic Descriptions of Self-Harm, Abuse of Authority, Controlling Behavior, Emotional Manipulation, Gaslighting, Creek in love, Tweek shows his love through words, Craig shows his love through actions, Swearing, Cuddling

Please let me know if I need to tag more

Sometimes, Tweek could feel the pressure of his parents down his back even when he was so far away from them. The only time it wasn’t a screaming siren in his head was when he could hang out with Craig, but that was still rare. It was scary how often the siren and the pressure would force their way into his head when he was alone, as if he was nothing more than a soundbox for testing terrible feelings.

His scratching started not long after his parents had cracked down on his outside time, citing that ‘his chores had been put off for his silly down time’. He knew that he had finished his chores that week, he had! What had been left off the list that had gotten him in trouble? He’d ended up having to work until his hands had blistered in order to get his little free time he had back, and god, it had hurt later.

Craig had frowned when he first saw him scratching at his head, then his neck. It had just made Tweek scratch harder at the idea that he had upset his boyfriend. Said boyfriend had taken to holding his hand when the scratching got worse, and then to side holding him while they walked to keep his arms pinned down when he yanked his hands back to rake his nails down his skin.

Three months in, the pressure and the sirens had started to howl even when he was with Craig. He knew that his parents had installed a new parenting app onto his phone when he had handed it over for the night. It tracked and reported his location, as well as how long he spent at any certain place. They could even lock his phone down from theirs, leaving him to race home to figure out what they needed so he could actually text his friends again. He wanted to scream or cry, whichever would make his parents and the pressure go away. As it turns out, it was both.

Craig had startled back towards his pillow when the blonde had let out a wail at his cell’s screen. Tweek had jolted upwards and almost hit his head on the low-hanging lights that he and Craig had hung up last year when it was too dark to see but too late to turn on the ceiling light. A mix between a sob and a proper scream escaped from his lips before he could stop it, his fist coming up to choke the rest off. The feeling of his teeth sinking into tender flesh almost relieved his panic, but the all-encompassing fear that was felt when he re-read his text had him shaking harder.

“Tweek, dude, what’s wrong?” Craig asked, his eyes following Tweek’s movements. He reached up to removed his boyfriend’s hand out of his mouth, worried about the amount of pressure he was applying to his own skin.

Instead of a verbal answer, the phone was shoved towards him. With a glance back up to Tweek, Craig took the cell and read over the text. He could feel his blood starting to boil the more he read, and it wasn’t long before he was typing back. He made sure to sign his name before sending it back out to Tweek’s shitstains of parents, and he tossed the phone to the bottom of the bed. With a sigh, Craig rubbed his eyes before he heard a sadly famaliar noise. He shot his head up in time to watch Tweek pull at his hair, twisting and pulling it in different directions as he scrapped at his face. It was scary to watch, like a snake trying to eat itself.

With a quick movement, he pinned Tweek down onto the bed and flopped down. He waited until the other boy had stopped struggling before rolling and taking him into a tight hug, fingers laced into his hair with gentle movements. It wasn’t long before Tweek’s crying picked up again, wails and almost whispered screams reverbating against the walls. It was probably good that Craig’s parents were out of town.

It took about thirty minutes for his crying to settle down, but when it did Tweek took a moment to wipe the tears from his face and collect himself. Craig simply placed his chin on top of Tweek’s head and closed his eyes. This was nice, this was okay, this was peaceful….Until the phone started to chime.

With a twitch, the blonde tried to lean up to grab his phone but was stopped by the raven. He huffed and tried again, yet again to be stopped.

“Dude, I need to respond back. I’ll get in trouble!” He murmured into Craig’s shirt, almost wishing he could simply disappear.

“If they want to talk, they can come here and do it. You are staying here tonight.” Craig’s tone spoke of no argument, and Tweek didn’t have the energy to make one.

With a pout, Tweek’s head flopped back down onto his boyfriend’s chest. He grumbled a little, more for show than anything else before closing his eyes as well. The siren was still there, but much more mellowed. It was a moment before he thought to ask, “Hey, what did you even tell them?”

“Oh,” Craig started, “Just to fuck off and suck my dick. Not much.”

Tweek snorted and hit the raven’s shoulder gently. The smile on his face was genuine and he couldn’t help but feel happy that Craig had stood between him and his parents.

“Dick.” He laughed out.

“Pussy.” He heard back.

If he had fallen asleep to the sound of Craig’s breathing and the multiple chimes of his phone, he wouldn’t deny if asked.

[nicosolancee]

I don’t wanna write fanfiction BUT THE PARASITE IN ME WANTS TOO i don’t wanna waste time i want to study BUT THE PARASITE WANTS TO PROCRASTINATE

I did get a new chapter out though chem can wait (it can’t my final is next week)

[fennecfiree]

hey guys so i might actually start writing fics and shit cuz that one i just wrote was rlly fun, i kinda want to do little oneshots to practise my writjng skills a little so if you have any ideas for fics send me an ask!11! anything as long as its not nsfw or bad shit yknow

[fucksurass]

GUYS. IM BACK (probably idk)

I've been absolutely OBSESSED with @purplepeptobismol 's fic I Will Make Of You on ao3. I love his writing in general I'm gonna actually hehe explode

I did a draw for the boys.

You won't understand unless you've read the fic so um READ IT OR ELSE

#yes #imgay

Rip Cooper McCormick you would've loved being gay

[4awny]

I feel like all I do in my life is write. Write and work. That's all I do. Everyday

so how on earth does it take me so long to update my shit?!

[artbycharles]

With AO3 currently being down or slow because of the DDOS attack, I haven't been posting new chapters of any of my fics. I'm still working on New Best Friend and Breaking Walls. New chapters will be posted eventually.

[spontaneousstingray]

Not to self-promo spam too much but

If you're looking for a dark crack fic taken waaaaaay too seriously here you go! Mr. Hat is an immortal, parasitic assassin. Garrison is (unfortunately) caught along for the ride. Set in S01E03 "Weight Gain 4000."

"You see, it was no secret to Garrison that the puppet – Mr. Hat – was far older than he was. He knew the puppet had had… other hosts before him. He knew he was merely one insignificant partner in a long line..."