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**

Rush Hour. That's all I had to say as customer after customer was served. I had barely made my way back to register when I felt a tingle in my arm. I grew nervous from realization that I got my tattoo. When you or your soulmate sees you, the first nice thing they say/think appears on your wrist. I couldn't look at it now though, I have work to do... I got home and layed in bed tired of today's job. I took a deep breathe as I looked at my left wrist "Soothing like the Stars" I laughed quietly to myself, if anyone in South Park knew me- I was no where near soothing. -------------------------------------------------- This is the soulmate tattoo au, you get a tattoo from your soulmates first thoughts on you, but I wanted to make a twist and make them the first nice thing said. So yeah... This is Creek (Craig x Tweek) Other pairings *Bunny *Style *Wendy x Bebe *I can't help but some how shit Clyde and Kevin Stoley. Someone tell me why I ship Clyde and Kevin pls this just happened one day XD

Craig doesn't know what the hell happened. All he knows is that he's getting socked in the face by a pretty blue eyed blonde boy the second he walks into his new school. And he's smitten. ♡ All art drawn by me ♡ And just to be clear, this isn't some weird abuse story lol

**COMPLETED** Craig Tucker, the infamous stoic teenager of South Park, had a secret habit of needing to know everything about everyone. Every piece of dirty laundry, every skeleton in someone's closet, every truth that was supposed to be someone's secret never remained a secret from Craig. He knew everything about everyone except for a twitchy, anxiety-driven boy named Tweek Tweak, who somehow remained a mystery to him. As his curiosity grew stronger and he became closer to Tweek, he didn't expect that getting closer to him would change everything.

"I know I made a mistake Tweek, but I couldn't help it" " Yea ... You know what my biggest mistake was ... it thinking you actually loved me Craig and giving you my heart" . "I fucking hate you Craig Tucker ". That was the last thing Tweek said to Craig before moving to Denver six years ago. Is Tweek ready to revisit the place that holds so much tainted memories for him or will he crack and fall back into the hole he tried so hard to get out of years ago? Now the Tweak Family is back in South Park. There lies a lovesick Craig who never got over his first love. Now Craig is trying to make amends with the mistake he made years ago with Tweek. The problem is the obstacles that is coming with repairing what was damaged so long ago ... Creek Fanfic ! Craig Tops ! Tweek Bottoms ! Started: 9/1/17 Completed : 2/21/18 Please share story.