Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig **NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading.** **ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence**

From the struggle of being too emotional, and too emotionless. CraigxTweek Any art involved is not mine

When he transfers to an all-boys boarding school, Stan meets Kyle, the boy who had saved his life a year ago. The boy he had fallen in love with. But Kyle doesn't seem to remember Stan. Suddenly strange things start to happen and Stan finds himself travelling into the future. He has to witness how Kyle's life is slowly deteriorating in front of his eyes. Drugs. Guns. Prostitution. Suicide. And there is nothing he can do to save him. Unless... Cover art by @SideSnail on Tumblr boyxboy/yaoi © colour-art, 2019

'My name is Craig Tucker. Four months ago I started a new job working as a Youth Pastor for my local church. I was so happy. But then, last week I was jumped by 4 devil worshippers and used in their ritual to raise hell on earth. It didn't go as they planned. And so that is why my soul is bonded with a demon for the remainder of my life.' This is a massive WIP and will likely be long with waaaay to many parts... sorry for spelling, grammar etc. TW Gore, Swearing, Violence, Drugs, Harm. Disclaimer, all rights are owned by Matt Stone and Trey Parker. Artwork is owned by South Park Studio. Would love to get some actual artwork for this fic at some point though! Not my trademark, it's just fanfiction! Just enjoy some silly goofy fun

I know you, though. Maybe better than you know you. And I know that, if you were reading this? You'd tell me that I'm wrong, that I shouldn't be sorry. That it was your fault, all your fault, for letting things get so out of hand. You'd probably hold my face and tell me to blame you, to fault you for everything that's gone wrong between us. But you're not reading this. And we both know that, to some extent, I should be sorry. I ruined so much. - Timmy. Feeling hurt, Timothée writes a series of letters addressed to the man he so desperately wants to have everything, and nothing to do with. Letter's never sent. This is his journal. These are his thoughts. And this, this is their story. ________________________ firstly, I know nothing about these people and their personal lives. All of this is a work of fiction, and any events described aren't real, or so I think. I own nothing but the idea. Now that that's out of the way, enjoy the story! Apri 24th 2019, #5 in charmie !!! Highest rank: #4 in Arms !!!

Craig Tucker doesn't really show any emotion around people. But deep down he has a lot going on. He's always late to class, lashes out, flips people off, acts hostile, yet distant, almost like he isn't fully there. He never really lets anyone get close to him. They don't realize that he's actually really hurting. Little does Craig know, a lot of people care about him. And within one day, those people try their hardest to save him. But really, if they hadn't taken time to care and investigate, they never would have thought too deeply about why he was always the late kid. **contains triggers, viewer disgression is advised** Best rankings: #49 - #tweektweak - as of 6/18/2020

(SOUTH PARK ELEMENT AU) Fire, Water, Earth, and Air. These were the elements. Rumors say that 4 special people possess the power to manipulate these elements. They each own a book passed down from generation to generation. The book is special, it has spells tailored to the power of the book's owner. There's a prophecy that states these 4 special people will fight an evil entity, bent on destruction. No one knows who wins the fight. That entity turns out to be Damien, Satan's son. When the time comes, will they be able to save their world from destruction? //Creek and Dip// WARNING: swearing inappropriate jokes violence/ descriptions of gore (maybe) Cartman (for a small amount of time) adult beverages //btw, the reason the first few chapters have weird pictures is because that's what the elements look like when they're in their alternate forms. The alternative forms enhance the powers of the person. //I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO MATT STONE AND TREY PARKER//

Tweek has been abused, bullied,but he moved to a state call 'South Park'. Tweek was the popular boy at school,now. But,then, he meets his first love. He got asked out by the boy he like. He had a better life then at California. Characters are 16 & 17! Some of the parts will have smut,so please don't read the smut parts of you don't like it.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

✼ In Malibu, California in 1965, a surfer and world-famous aerialist undergoes a chain of comedic and not-so-comedic mishaps that force him to re-evaluate who he is. ✼ Most impressive rankings // #2 in Conflict and #62 in Comedy! ✼ Voted #1 in the 2019 VA Awards for both Alternate Universe and Fan Favorite! ✼ Please read with discretion.