Wishing on the wrong one will get you nowhere.

Every Saturday, Butters shows up at Kenny's house at 8:00 sharp.

AU: When Gregory is sent to France during World War II to assist the underground Resistance, he has no intention of surviving. Little does he know, once there, he'll find a reason to live. Gregstophe, Style, etc. Written for SPBB 2012!

This takes place when Christophe is quite old. He's visiting the grave of someone he loves dearly.

He has to wonder how they must look. Two worn and blood-stained men, one holding the other in his lap in the middle of a sad, nondescript cleaning closet. Christophe and Gregory. Slight slash.

"With all due respect, Mr. Tucker, it's not a big ask. I'm not asking him to make macarons, I'm not asking him to make a soufflé I'm not even asking him to make hollandaise. I just want him to poach an egg. Any idiot can poach an egg."

Kenny's many deaths take him back and forth between heaven and hell. Who waits for him in hell?

This is a shitty little something I wrote about The Mole being blind and Gregory shaving him.

The final battle between heaven and hell is coming, and Christophe has to choose a side. M for graphic violence and Christophe's mouth. Mild slash. Completed!

The boys embark on a six day road trip to California before separating for college. Cartman is a pain in the ass, Kenny has no future, Butters is in crisis, and Kyle doesn't know how he'll say goodbye to Stan. Stan/Kyle, Kenny/Butters. COMPLETE!

In a galaxy far, far away... one boy, Clyde, that's me, will have an unforgettable encounter with another boy, that's Kevin, and embark on a journey of epic proportions. ... Whatever that means. Kevin/Clyde. update for 2013: never writing an epilogue, sorry!