#stick of truth art

[dookiedoodles]

King and His Knight

Gustav Klimt inspired Stan & Kyle

[hotcheezgrl]

hits them with my anime beam

[eto-kesha]

some tsot doodles!

[xianta]

Dance, Baby!

[javajuicedraws]

Back to rendering again :3

[piwoicetea]

elves aren't the best at coming up with banger speeches

[baguantte]

please enjoy my fantasy au in a very nonlinear assortment of drawings i've done of it have fun piecing it together yourself

[ashartstuff]

This shit’s been playing in my mind on loop for two weeks

[emilyartstudio-s]

I'd cut off all my fingers just to touch you

redraw of this | patreon

[swymsuyt]

even more south park stuff

[8trackaxolotl]

Don’t get 1 million points in guitar hero

[saporongon]

Posts this and runs away

[viveela]

They can't stay in character

[yourbuddykermit]

oh we’re so back

[roamwa]

I really like the tsot Style character designs. I just LOVE drawing elf ears, idk why

Alley Rose - Conan Gray

[cursedartistnelari]

He didn't know what to say.

Tweek’s heart twisted painfully in his chest as he glanced at Feldspar, the resemblance to his version of Craig hitting him so closely- The tavern bedroom was dimly lit, with flickering candles casting warm shadows on the wooden beams overhead. The scent of roasted meat and spilled ale hung in the air from earlier in the evening. Yet, all of that faded into the background as Tweek focused on the figure before him.

Feldspar stood confidently with his arms crossed, the sharp lines of his jaw accentuated by the soft glow of candlelight. His eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief that was all too familiar, but Tweek’s heart sank further as he took in the details—the way Feldspar carried himself, the easy grace with which he moved. It was like looking at a reflection in a warped mirror; everything about Feldspar reminded him of Craig, yet he felt an insurmountable distance between them.

He’s not my Craig- Tweek thought, but the assertion did little to ease the ache in his chest. Memories of his own Craig flooded his mind—those mossy green eyes glinting with humor, the way he’d chuckle at Tweek’s frantic twitches during AP history, and the warmth of their shared moments back in South Park by the pond during the winter.

Tweek could almost hear Craig’s laugh echoing in the tavern’s lively ambiance, feel the weight of his presence beside him.

This Craig wasn’t his Craig. And rescuing Princess Kenny was his only way back to the one who was.

With each heartbeat, the pain of missing his home intensified. His friends, his family-

#SouthPark #creeksp #spcreek

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Ok this was just a fragment I made for @ashbub 's fanfic on AO3 ❤️ as a commission. I LOVE HER WORK!!! I was so happy when she wanted me to illustrate it 🤧

If you wanna read it, here's the fooood fanfic