UNDER EDITING - SPELLING MISTAKES Token trailed kisses from Clyde's lips, to his jaw, to his neck. Butterfly kisses. Kisses which were soft, yet passionate. Kisses which drove Clyde over the edge. "I love you." Token whispered between each hot kiss. Clyde leant into the taller male, breath hitched. "I love you too." The same words left Token's mouth in relation to his girlfriend, Nicole. The same mouth left kisses on her neck, on her jawline and her lips. Token was seeing two people: Clyde Donavan and Nicole Daniels. Clyde knew this. He knew that Token didn't have the heart to leave Nicole. However, Clyde didn't have the heart to share. Every day, every night, the same phrase ran through the brunette's mind. A phrase he knew was selfish, but he couldn't stop himself. 'Love ME, not HER." SEQUEL TO LOVE YOU, SPAZ

Christophe Delorne can be described in one phrase: Hater of God and all things holy Everyday the French boy curses God's name; when he wakes up, before meals and before he sleeps. Sick of his attitude, Christophe's mother demands he attends church, and literally drags him to every Sunday mass. One visit, he spies an angel. Well, an angel in his eyes. This angel with the beautiful blonde locks and the blazing blue eyes is known as Gregory Yardale. The Choir Boy.

THIS IS JUST A STUPID SOUTH PARK FANFICTION WITH MY TWO FAVOURITE CHARACTERS IDEK IF IM GOING TO ADD SHIPPINGS THIS IS JUST REALLY DUMB im pretty sure no one loves these 2 anymore besides me ;w; I was high when i wrote this o m g ~ KATY

'I had a dream ze other night.' As smoke escaped his lips and circled up into the air, dancing between sparkling stars and swept away by a morning breeze, he laid there silently kicking against the shovel near his feet. 'A dream?' His companion with hairs like the golden sun looked up in surprise, grin appearing on his face, 'I wasn't aware the French still had dreams.' 'Gregory, I'm being serious!' He spat out in annoyance, taking another drag of his unhealthy habit as he closed his eyes to protect them from the morning sun. 'Oh, I'm quite curious now. What could your dream possibly be about? It's not like you to share such things.' Gregory pushed himself up to sit straight on the outstreched field, covered in flowers and green grass. Next to him laid a grumpy, smoking idiot who frowned and now opened one of his eyes to gaze at his friend. 'I dreamed that I died.' He closed his eyes again to hide the emotions these betrayed. 'A past life, I suppose. Ze sky darkened, ze smell of gunpowder and a battlefield. You were there as well, on ze other side of the gun.' The Frenchman spoke bitterly. 'But Christophe, woulnd't that be amazing?' Gregory exclaimed as he turned towards his friend in excitement. 'How would that be amazing?' Christophe grumbled as he took another drag and wondered how long it would take before Gregory would notice a bird had crapped on his sun-like hairs. 'Because it would mean we found each other again in a different life time! Like... soulmates or something.' ---- A fanfic in progress for the kind @Frolicsome_FanGirl9 who send me such kind and motivating messages today! A fanfic in which Ze Mole absolutely dislikes guard dogs, really needs to ease down on the cigarettes and doesn't understand why God is such a bitch that makes him dream about past lives. And in which Gregory is horrible at flirting despite being such a smooth and charming lad and in which he kills Christophe in past lives yet saves him in this one. --

Christophe decides to play a game of hide and seek with Gregory when it all backfires. Short one shot for Gregory x Christophe

Gregory and Christophe had been secretly together for two years. They were content with their lives, that is.... Until Gregory's mom finds out. Warning: •Mentions of sexual content •Slight Homophobia •Gay! •Swearing •Style •Dip •Creek •Bunny

Gregory and Christophe have been, well friends they would say. They got in many arguments, and hid things from each other, but everything changed after one night together. [If you are looking for smut it is not going to be found here....I do not find Gregstophe as a smutty ship.]

Tweek Tweak is the new boy at South Park High. Craig Tucker is an openly gay, rule breaker and a professional when it comes to getting what he wants. When Craig is told to show this twitchy boy around he likes the look of him, really likes the look of him. To try and make sure he gets what he wants he makes tweek his 'bottom bitch' or his 'fuck buddy' Tweek is a little scared, really confused and just goes along with it. He thinks it's just a little fling or whatever. But he can't help but feel different about the whole thing whenever Craig whispers in his ear: "Love you, spaz"

Just random creek comics. Non of the comics belong to me (I'll try to credit every single artist but I'll take time)

While on a field trip, South Park High School's school bus skids on some ice and falls into the deep caves of the Colorado rockies. With no way out and the driver dead they lose all hope of every finding a way out or getting found. No food, No water, just all of the students are their own little tales as they all accept their death and begin to tell each other All Their Little Secrets.