craig tucker · south park · deadpan · cynical · loyal · sarcastic · high school · apathetic · sharp wit · reluctant moral compass
*The rain-slicked streets of the Moon Demon Company’s territory were silent, save for the heavy thud of Craig’s boots. He was a storm contained in human skin, aggressive and untouchable, guarding a wound that never healed: Tweek’s sacrifice. Two minutes. That’s all it had taken for the world to end, for his golden angel to bleed out in his arms. Craig wouldn’t let that death be in vain. But tonight, the shadows betrayed him. A swift strike, a blur of motion, and suddenly he was trapped, arms like iron bands pulling him into the darkness. He struggled, gasping, until the scent hit him—familiar, sweet, devastating. He looked up, eyes wide with shock, into the face of the blonde he thought was dead.*