No...This Is Fine...Sometimes, he saw their shadows.
Impossible. The room was black as moonless night over Alternia, an impregnable force of darkness. How could he possibly see a shadow? But he did.
Unmistakable broad shoulders, a series of thudding footfalls, heavy from worn boots. He, Equius, was the worst. The very second Gamzee began to tire, he could feel those strong hands winding the noose about his neck, wrenching him up high and leaving him to dangle like a harlequin. Gamzee never fought it anymore. He had, once. Fighting it only brought more guilt-ridden pain, more punishment from the unseen ghost that haunted him. Once Equius had his fill of torment, the ropes were released, and once again, Gamzee was left to his own devices, robbed of any hope at sleep.
Hissing began should Gamzee try to think of happier times. Nepeta wouldn't allow such things. Each happy memory was plucked from his think pan like gold from the black sands of a riverbed. She did so with such grace and cruelty, it made
A Peek to the Present -GamTav/GHBSum-A trembling could be felt in his skin, mirrored in my own. It was a tremor born of lust, the simple contact of my fingertips on his arm the cause of it. From relaxation to alert tension, his body responded in ways only youth and love allowed. From his inner arm to his bicep, from his bicep to shoulder, my hand roamed of its own accord, seeking more of his quivering, watching carefully as his sepia eyes hazed and dilated with adoration.A Peek to the Present -GamTav/GHBSum-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The name came on a heated sigh, and despite my mind's cries of 'too soon, too soon', our lips were upon each other in a vaguely familiar dance. Pressure then lax, shift and turn, bumping noses with a whispering set of giggles. The steps were becoming second nature fast, given the frequent lessons under sun, moon, and rooftop. We were still young, innocent hearts in blossoming bodies. Breaking away was nearly painful, but we kept close, noses brushing as we pressed light noisy kisses upon one another's lips to keep the hurt at bay.
Glass Prison -GamTav-Fingers tangled their way into Tavros' chestnut hair, clenching tight in agitation at the screams, the pleas and cries for attention, for safety. Everyone else just stood around and watched, gaze cast upward as the last troll pounded against the walls of his glass prison, eyes raking over every possible weakness in the panel. They acted as if Tavros wasn't even crying, muddy brown tears blotting the beige cloth of his shorts. Fangs clenching, the boy tried so hard to keep his tongue. Everyone had been brought together at last, human and troll. All that remained was purging Gamzee of his lust for chaos. Pulling against his own hands, Tavros glanced up.Glass Prison -GamTav-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Oh, Gog...he was looking this way.
Sepia eyes refused to break the contact as Gamzee's terrified stare peered back down at him from up high on that pedestal. He'd known, so he'd hidden. He'd known, and still Karkat subjected Gamzee to this torture. Seemingly at a loss, Gamzee wandered to the far side of his cage, seeking another se
Natural Reactions Chapter 1Natural Reactions Chapter 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Tonight was a night that he dreaded every month, but yet savored it in every way possible. There was a unique love for this fear that almost made him believe he was a masochist, and the fact that his best friend encouraged it, made him love it even more. Tonight was movie marathon night. A little event he hosted at the end of each month when his best bro came to visit for a few weeks at a time. Tonight's theme was zombies. The Walking Dead, to be exact. Gamzee wasn't one to be scared too easily, but zombies were a different story. The possibility of and actual epidemic such as a zombie apocalypse was unfathomable to most, but Gamzee had his own theories. His best buddy shared part in his theories, pointing out here and there on what he found to be plausible, and what seemed utterly illogical. His other best friend Karkat would point out that they were both utter idiots and pout on the couch as the marathon of choice played that night.
Tonight was different though. Karkat couldn't make
New Legs"They don't hurt at all, bro?"New Legs3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Tavros shook his head quickly. "N-Not at all!" he cried happily. He loved his new legs, even if they where hard to get used to. He was standing proud, hands on his hips, only being able to get thus far from his 4-wheeled device.
Gamzee continued to look at Tavros's legs, mesmerized. "That's motherfucking cool, bro." Gamzee said happily, laughing some. "You wanna try walking with them, bro?" he asked, looking up at Tavros, a dull look in his eyes.
Tavros smile faded, arms slowly falling from his hips. He looked down at his legs. He was okay standing, but walking was a whole new story.
"I-I don't know, G-Gamzee " he whined softly, clenching his hands into weak fists. He looked back up at Gamzee, just to see Gamzee's body turned slightly with his arm reaching out to him. Gamzee's wrapped his arm around Tavros's shoulders, yanking Tavros close to him.
wALK,, Chapter 2wALK,, Chapter 23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I saw his eyebrows arch a bit, and he crained his head back to see what I had been talking about. "Eh? Oh you mean the Gand Deck? Yeah
that motherfucker is kind of pricey." He stared blankly at it for a moment, before smiling and reaching for it. I watched him nervously.
He rubbed the front of the silvery package softly. "Hey bro, Tav, come with me man." He dropped the box in my lap and quickly wheeled
me to the front, catching the attention of a few kids from school. "G-Gamzee I-I-I-" Before I could finish, I was behind the counter with
him. Shoved next to a rather irritated looking guy my age. He glared down at me and wrinkled his nose. "Who the fuck is this kid, Gamz?"
I looked away out of reflex. Gamzee reached out and ruffled the top of my mohawk. "This here is my new motherfucking friend, Tav." He
paused and stared down at me with a distant look, slowly stroking his hand through my hair. The sensation caused me to shiver. "Woah
man... Your hair is.. So mother fucking SOFT..." I c
JuSt OnE, uH MORE?JuSt oNe, uH MORE?JuSt OnE, uH MORE?3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"So kiss me agaaaaa-ain, 'cause only you can stop this st-st-st-st-stutterin'. Uh,,,, Kiss me agaa-a-ain, and ease me su-su su-su su-su su-su-su-sufferin'..." Tavros sang along with the music from his Husktop. He was such a romantic. "Oh Gamzee, kiss me aaga-a-ain!" he improvised. Last night had been pretty much perfect. Tavros had confessed how he felt; Gamzee had confessed he felt the same. They both stared at each other waiting for something to happen. Like they would magically be drawn like magnets, and they totally were. It was like when they were first drawn together when they were little grubs. Fireworks went off. Gamzee actually focused completely on him and kissed Tavros...his lips latched onto Tavros' throat, his hands roamed Tavros' chest. Tavros moaned like crazy...it was all so fast - then Terezi stumbled in, because she heard them and wanted to watch. They stopped, immediately embarrassed, and Tavros left. "Not rudely or anything."
wALK,, Chapter 4wALK,, Chapter 43 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I awoke the next morning in my bed. I jolted forward. "G-Gamzee?!" My eye scanned the interior of my room. My heart was racing in a panic. Where was Gamzee? How did I get home? Was it a dream? There was a knock at my door and I felt my heart leap into my throat. The doorknob turned slowly and the door was pushed up.
It was my father. I sighed shakily. My father was a rather tall man, slim but muscular. Whiskers covered his strong jawline. He was known for clenching his jaw tightly when he was upset. Today he was sporting a white polo and black slacks, and dark brown dress shoes. I was hoping my dad wouldn't notice my panic.
"What's wrong son? You look like you've seen a ghost. Are you sick?"
He reached out and touched my forehead. I squirmed.
"Son you're burning up!" His face twisted in worry. I noticed his eyes were bloodshot, making the chocolate color of his eyes lighten into a caramel. "W-where are you going Dad?" He sighed. "I was going to go golfing with a cl
A Simple Game Of TagLook at the stars, look how they shine for youA Simple Game Of Tag3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And everything you do, yeah they were all yellow
I came along, I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do and it was called yellow
Your gaze flicked side to side as strut down the hall, your footsteps barely making any noise on the hazy floor. Well, everything was hazy, not just the floor. You didn't know why but everything was just so bright and glowy and fuzzy. It was kinda trippy. But whatever, you were chill with it. Fuck, wait, stop it, you needed to pay attention, you were playing a game after all. A play of tag in fact. And right now your mind was set only on finding your opponent. Lips quirking up into a smile, you give him a warning that you were near if he was around, wanted to help a brother out as much as you could, ya know?
So then I took my turn
Oh, all the things I've done and it was all yellow
That's when you noticed something come into view. It was a figure in the distance, a dark, living a
The Greater Rift - Chapter OneThe Greater RiftThe Greater Rift - Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An MSPA Ancestor Tale
Chapter One: Of Betrayal and Lust
"I can't, they're expecting me before sunr--"
"Just one more day."
"I just...I really can't stay."
"They can wait a morning for your return."
They need me there; I can't just disappear."
"Then I'll lock you in the dungeons."
"Come on, now you're being grubbish."
"I mean it."
"You'd never leave me there long."
"I can resist temptation."
"I know how to escape a number of ways, as you very well know."
"I'll double the guards."
"And risk me harmed? I think not."
"...You're a stubborn bull."
"And you, a foolish old goat."
"Why must you leave me? You haven't the faintest how boring these trolls can be."
"Because I have duties, unlike you."
"Even leaders need leisure."
"Not me, evidently."
"...just leave it on."
"Vetus will have my head."
"So be it."
"...alright, fine. If only for your heart."
"And my heart is glad for it."
"It had better be. I'm risking the next few dawns sleeping
sTaLkErSTUCK~ Chapter 1You ride your bike down the street. The shops pass you by in a blur, their lights flicking across your body and across the street. It's getting late, and the shops are starting to close. All but one.sTaLkErSTUCK~ Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Your bike plows threw the water that lies on the side of the street. There are heavy rain clouds above still, blocking the view of the stars that you always like to gaze up at. The air is chilly, and it stings your face as you whip around a corner.
You briefly look down at your wrist. Your cheap watch tells you that's it close to eleven. You look back up at the road.
Your friend Tavros had told you about an old coffee shop that is a nice place to just sit down and think. You need to do a lot of thinking. A hefty amount of just sitting down with a steamy cup of jet black coffee and thinking.
You cruse for a minute and pull into an ally. Ah, there it is. You spot a flickering sign above a door that reads, "Joe's cup-o-Joe". It sounds friendly. There is a bike rack t
DungeonStuck~Your blood has coated your clothes. It's made your hair sticky, and your hands feel covered in grit. Your swollen lip pulses with your heart beat as your dragged down the long corridor. The light from the windows flash on to your body and across your face as you gaze out them.DungeonStuck~3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The two trolls have you gripped under your armpits. They're leading you to the dungeons, you know that. The word dungeons used to sound so stupid to you, something that would have been used in Medieval Times (Rose had sat you down and explained it to you with a smirk), but now it only sends shivers down your spine. You have grown to fear it.
The light that has streaked across your body disappears. The two trolls are turning a corner, and then descending stone steps. They smack against your body. It hurts, yes, but you're starting to get used to that. Ache, throbbing, pain. But you, Eridan Ampora, can handle it.
"Highblood, I really don't know why you won't just join us," says one of the trolls. You know him. He u
EridanxFeferi - Request for "WishingStar29&quEridan could feel it rearing up inside of him, that insane hatred and rage he'd felt and barely contained for years. He gripped his wand tightly in his right hand, fingers clenched so tightly around the handle that whatever pale purple color had been there drained from his skin, leaving it more ashen than usual. Behind him, the insufferable prick egged him on, just begging for Eridan to kick his ass.EridanxFeferi - Request for "WishingStar29&qu3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Eridan whirled to face Sollux, cape fanning out behind him in a tall, overly-dramatic arc and a horrible grimace on his face. Sollux smirked, flashes of blue and red energy sparking from his eyes and dancing around his face. The sparking increased in intensity and speed, and Sollux cried out, letting loose with an enormous optic blast that could have completely vaporized Eridan... had it not been for the wand.
Every negative emotion, every ounce of hatred Eridan had for Sollux came out all at once, boiling over until it finally exploded in one blast of
Homestuck fanfiction - Wiped Away (DavexJohn) Ch.1 Wiped AwayHomestuck fanfiction - Wiped Away (DavexJohn) Ch.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1 - Sp8ders
Everything is in a haze and red. Something is moving in front of Dave but he can't see it clearly. He suddenly realizes that he can't breathe either. His instincts make him want to move his hands to his throat, to pull away whatever was taking his breathe away, but he found that he couldn't move. He couldn't see. He couldn't move, and his life was slowly getting choked out of him. Where is a Bro when you need one? Dave let a whimper escape his lips. Not cool, man. Not cool at all. But who could act cool when you can neither move nor see?
"It's such a shame a8out what happened. I hope the 8ite doesn't feel like too much of a 8itch."
That's when Dave lost it. You know, his shit. All the screams, tears, and snot spilled from him. A situation like this doesn't need extraneous details or a bow tie to complete the lo
The Life of The Old Striders - 1"It'll be okay, little man,"The Life of The Old Striders - 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Still the crying continued, a tired whimpering as miniscule fists wavered in their upward stretch. He was a tiny infant, wide of chest and short of arm, clad in a simple orange romper suit. His caretaker, the careful woman she was, had wrapped him in a blanket for their trek down the long dark hall. No need for him to catch cold, not if she could help it. It didn't seem to cross her mind that her palms were leaving large prints of discoloring blood on the clean white surface. She continued on, near silent but for the subtle limp to her right leg.
"You just need a little nap, that's all."
Imps raged outside the small apartment, a world this tiny babe had yet to know. Brutal, unkind, unclean. No, she would protect her child from all this, fight it until every last trace of filthy creature was gone from the presence of her infant. Maybe it was a maternal drive. Maybe it was just her vengeful ways.
"It'll be okay now, little Bro,"
The Meaning of Fistmas: or: Karkat Gets Punched"What," Karkat screamed as he stomped down the stairs, "the holy hollering hell is all this?"The Meaning of Fistmas: or: Karkat Gets Punched3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"This," Kanaya stated flatly, pointing at twelve socks nailed to the fireplace, "is a human holiday tradition."
"Did you-what-you nailed my socks to the mantle!"
"As is tradition." Kanaya showed a brief sign of being worried. "I think."
"And what is Feferi doing on the ladder?"
Feferi turned and flashed a smile. "Helping!"
"She said it herself. Helping. Namely, stringing up the traditional multicolored lights."
"Of all the people to put on the ladder, you pick the disaster magne-"
As if on cue, Gamzee stumbled into the archway Feferi was putting lights over, carrying an extremely tall pile of cardboard boxes. "Shit, man, do not even say what I motherfucking think you are about to say." He tripped over a snarl of lights and ran into the ladder, making the inevitable happen as Feferi was thrown off her perch and into three boxes of ceramic snowmen.
"Well, shoot. There
I Wanna Learn To PonPonPonHe desperately wanted to do this, ever since he'd seen how Gamzee's face lit up when he'd opened the video URL Nepeta had sent him over Trollian three weeks ago, but Tavros had only just worked up the courage to interject on the 8-hour long marathon of looped other-worldly video and ask how the steps went. Tavros wanted to impress his matesprit. He wanted to be able to turn Gamzee's gaze away from the screen, to offer him that same lightheartedness in real life, even if he felt more than a little embarrassed. And foolish. And the music drowned out Rufio's voice, making him--oh, who was he kidding? He couldn't do this!I Wanna Learn To PonPonPon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"...and your hands go here, Tav, just like this." Gamzee once again moved Tavros like a artist's figurine, taking the caramel blush in stride as Tavros bit his lip in worry, desperate to try and remember though his patience was worn thin. After positioning him, the indigo blood backed into his place beside Tavros, easily mimicking the pose with a fluid hand.
Death of a FriendshipYour name is Dirk Strider, and this is not how you would have wanted to go down at all.Death of a Friendship3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is most certainly not how you would like to have ended up with Jake, your best friend, whom you may or may not have had feelings that weren't entirely platonic for.
Roxy and Jane are both dead now, and everything is your fault.
Jake is not Jake anymore, and everything is your fault.
You are not dead yet, but you soon will be, and this will also be your fault.
Jake killed them, he killed Jane and Roxy and oh fuck oh god oh no this isn't fucking happening it's just not it can't be--
The black and white checkered tiles beneath your feet are slick with red, and heavy with the bodies of two teenage girls who were just way too fucking young for this.
The black and white checkered tiles beneath your feet are slick with red, and heavy with the vomit of your stomach contents.
They held back, they held back, I knew they weren't going to give it everything they had, jesus christ I told th
wALK,, Chapter 6wALK,, Chapter 63 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Woah motherfucker what are you doing?" Gamzee appeared into the light of the back patio. I sighed with relief. "G-Gamzee you startled me. I thought you were a m-mugger." I chuckled at my silliness.
"Pfftaw bro. A mugger? Naw." He stopped in front of me and smiled widely. "Mind if I chill here for a bit motherfucker? House is locked. I can't all up and get in."
My eyes drifted to the door. I wasn't so sure about having Gamzee inside. My house was nothing compared to his Not only that, but I had disobeyed my father and gone out when he told me to stay inside. He was probably furious with me.
I felt his hand touch my shoulder and I melted into a pathetic heap. I could feel myself swooning. Was this from exhaustion or ? Now my vision seemed to blur around the edges. What? Now I was leaning on him? When did this happen? I don't recall moving. He's saying something now. I can see his lips moving, I can hear the soft deepness of his voice, but my brain isn't will
HS Short: Do Not Hide Your EyesHis throat emitted a low groan, a sign that life was still embedded deep within him. The bleeding wouldn't stop. Jade held the Knight of Time in her grasp, her dress as deep and green as the universe around her soaked with the blood of her fragile lover. What else was there to do?HS Short: Do Not Hide Your Eyes3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Jack wouldn't stop staring, his ears folded back, his white blank eyes wavering in a puppy-like demand. Dave was losing life fast, if death had not caught up with him already. She begged for the strange enemy who held the essence of her omnipotent guardian to glance away for just a moment. But modesty could not get the best of her here.
With cheeks flushed bright red, she took off his busted sunglasses. He looked so peaceful, eyes shut. The bullet holes were thrown about, coating his chest like red diamonds. His heart was no longer beating. Tears coated her eyes. It had been her fault. She got cocky and now she had to watch him die. His body was heavy in her arms.
Though his mouth was coated in blood, sh
ShakespeareStuck - Dirk/JakeApproaching the ruins of once-fair castle, JAKE ENGLISH, Page of Hope, strides on light feet. The stony walls echo his every move, letting all near and vigilant enough to give ear knowledge of his presence. Sun-bleached rock crumbles as miniscule pebbles falling from a high pillar, scattering the ground before his feet and causing JAKE ENGLISH to stop mid-step. Glancing about the hollow bones of the structure, JAKE ENGLISH looks unto the dilapidated staircases, long since rail-less, and observes the colorlessness of the stone floors on which he stands, now pockmarked by ages of rain and frost. Not a bird chirrups, no sound but the reverberation of his own breath both in his lungs and off the ruin's dead air.ShakespeareStuck - Dirk/Jake3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
JAKE: What here but rubble, void of life and pleasures it once held. I imagine it so, how they danced with the grace fit for kings. But kings not await me here, not kings but a Prince.
He turns sharply about, taking in the sight of the levels h
Ancestor Writings - Summoner's Log, Entry 277eNTRY 277Ancestor Writings - Summoner's Log, Entry 2773 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
wE CAME ACROSS ANOTHER CHAIN, oF SLAVES
iT WASN'T VERY, eASY, bUT OVERCOMING THE, hIGHBLOODS WAS THE LEAST OF OUR WORRIES
mANY OF THE SLAVES, wERE MALNOURISHED, aND MOST OTHERS DEAD ON THEIR FEET
iF i'D NOT BEEN PREPARED, tHERE'S NO TELLING, hOW MANY WOULD HAVE SURVIVED THE, tRIP TO CAMP
hONESTLY, THE CONDITIONS THEY, wERE IN,,,
fRIGHTENING TO THINK THAT COULD HAVE, bEEN ME
tODAY, i FELL IN LOVE, wITH A MADMAN
i CAN ALREADY TELL THIS, wILL END IN TRAGEDY, fOR BOTH PARTIES
hE'S THE THING OF NIGHTMARES
mY, kISMESIS EVER SINCE i HATCHED
bUT i CAN LOOK INTO THOSE EYES AND SEE, sOMETHING OTHER THAN THE, nIGHTMARE i BELIEVED THERE TO BE
iT STARTED IN THE DREAMS
a SIMPLE DREAM, oF FLYING FOR FREEDOM
oUT OF THOSE PRISON CELLS
bUT THEN THERE'S HIM, sTANDING BEFORE ME
sTRONG ARMS, kILLING ARMS, aROUND ME
hANDS, pAINTED WITH BLOOD, sTAINED IN MY KIND, rEMOVING ALL i WORE
gOD, WHY DID i NOT RESIST?
i ASK MYSELF, sTILL
mY ENEMY, mY LOVER, mY FRIEND, mY NEMISIS
wHY MUST THI
wALK,, Chapter 10wALK,, Chapter 103 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The cupcake was sweet and soft, with traces of orange flavoring melded with vanilla. It was one of the best things I had ever tasted. Gamzee bit into another one and sighed aloud. "This is so motherfucking legit man."
"Yeah, this is uh, really good Gamzee."
He chunked the empty cupcake box in a nearby trashcan and licked his lips. I felt my spine tingle. "Where to next bro?" His head swiveled side to side. "Oh bro look at that!" He pointed to a store called "Love Shack" The name made my stomach flip. My eyes followed the direction of his finger as I timidly ate the last bite of my cupcake. Through the door-less entrance I could see something rather large sitting upon the floor. I squinted a bit.
"Is that a giant, uh, bean bag chair?"
"You bet your sweet motherfucking ass it is. Come one!"
He looped an arm around my elbow and pulled me to the store. Thankfully Gamzee knew how to keep a good pace I could keep up with. Once in the store I sat down on the chair. It was incredibly soft, and
I Hate That I Can't Have YouYou watch her. The way she moves, giggles, even the way she tucks a lock of hair behind her ear when she's thinking.I Hate That I Can't Have You3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You want to walk over to her, wrap your arms around her wonderful body, and kiss her until the world ends.
She notices you, smiling and motioning for you to come over.
Smiling a little, you force yourself to walk over and pretend to be interested in what's going on with her and Davesprite.
You don't want to think about him right now.
When she broke the news that they were dating, it felt like there was a giant weight on your chest. It was crushing you.
But you had to act happy. For her sake, to make sure she was happy, joke about how gross it was to see them lightly kissing each other, to see them cuddling on the couch they had alchemized, to see them even holding hands.
You wished with all your being that you could be in his place, not be related to her so these feelings weren't wrong.
Your name is John Egbert, and you are in love with Jade Harley.
And you w
AlternativeAlternia 1: Squashed and Squandered"No!"AlternativeAlternia 1: Squashed and Squandered3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No, no, no! J-just...just shut up!"
Strong sepia wings flashed open quite suddenly, causing Gamzee's comforting hands to lose their grip on Tavros' arms out of shock and surprise. The Bard stepped back, a wiry muscled arm coming up to shield his eyes from the burst of stinging sands kicked up by the gale Tavros' wings had produced.Trembling, trying so hard not to cry, Tavros sank unsteadily to his knees, organic knees. Flight was impossible with the mechanized prototypes of his youth, and Tavros had long since began studying the fine science of the Alchemizer. It was only a few sweeps ago that he felt knowledgeable enough to use it on himself, crafting new legs: pale and fragile in the flesh, but working.
"She can't d-do this," he wailed, "W-we'd just put it all behind us, Gamzee!" As the powerful wings began to fall in defeat, so did the arm shielding Gamzee's vision. Deep indigo, full of pity, The Bard's eyes roamed his matesprit's face.