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Me11owArt

I decided to make an ask box. Ask me anything. I'm thinking about doing art requests for SP stuff. I'll tag with "ask Me11owArt"

I'm tagging my south park fanart with "Me11owArt"

#ask Me11owArt #Me11owArt

pasta-lovaa

“ao3 should have recommendation features!”

That’s what community is for! Ao3 doesn’t owe you shit. Ao3 is but a filing cabinet in the big beautiful office of tumblr. You all need to clock in and start engaging in fandom culture again and then you’ll get those sweet sweet fanfiction recs.

dailycraigtucker

Happy Birthday, Craig!

I’m too busy to draw anything new, so I’m reposting some drawings of him.

#me11owart #craig tucker #south park

isopodaes

Warboy Tweek x Space Marine Craig

I probably won't ever render this full,y but know I tried!

#sp creek #creek #south park fanart

crydesome

hello. remind me to host a cryde week around may 25th (cbaa release date). wanted to do this last year but the day had already passed so were doing it this year Lets fucking Go

#cryde week

tweektea

"Unsent Messages"

My Fellow Creeklings!

I've been quietly writing Creek fics & other SP stories for a while. Dug up this 5 chapter completed fic from ~8 months ago that I'm not too embarrassed to share. It is emotional angsty hurt/comfort with a happy ending!

It’s called “Unsent Messages.” Posting weekly on AO3 starting in a couple days! Thank you @me11owart for giving me the courage to post it!

me11owart

I love it! It made me tear up! I’m ready to get emotional!

#creek #craigxtweek #spcreek #southparkfanfic #sp creek #southpark #fanfiction #ao3 #tweektweak #craigtucker #establishedrelationship

tweektea

Fog Over Market Street

This is a potential story idea based off of my good buddy @me11owart particular piece of art (see attached)

San Francisco, 1947. Fog smothers the city, corruption festers, and desire is a death sentence.

Craig Tucker, a cynical ex-Army PI, takes cases the cops won’t touch; especially those involving men who love men. Detective Tweek Tweak, decorated war hero and closeted husband, knows the department’s filth because he’s part of it. They share a past neither will name.

A staged murder near the Embarcadero pulls them together. Every shadowed meeting risks exposure; clipped words, cigarettes too close, hands that linger. Old hunger stirs beneath the danger.

In a world where truth kills and love is the sharpest liability, two men walk the edge, one wrong step and the fog claims them forever.

This NSFW tale pulses with very explicit gay smut woven into the noir intrigue; steamy encounters amid danger, where lust fuels betrayal and survival.