He's a Strange One, that GamzeeThe boy was a weird one. Such messy hair and mismatched clothes. Such a bright, inviting personality. Such baggy pants and weird face paint. Could the five year old Karkat Vantas trust it?He's a Strange One, that Gamzee3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Like my cool bike?" Gamzee Makara asked Karkat, holding the bars proudly and chest out.
"It's cool," Karkat said with a shrug. He touched the handle bars and looked at the colorful decorations on the pegs. "Can you ride it?"
Gamzee smiled ear to ear, the painted smile on his face making it possible. "'Course, motherhugger! Want to watch me ride it?"
Karkat wasn't too sure if he did. He still couldn't ride a bike without training wheels and the thought of Gamzee already doing so made him slightly jealous. But he only shrugged again, saying, "Okay."
Gamzee threw a leg over the seat and sat down. He pushed his bike with struggling tippy toes. He was ecstatic that Karkat was watching him as he rode around the paved sidewalk outlining the park's playground.
Karkat. They had met earlier that week and, bei
Shifting Nights (JohnXKarkat) Chapter 12You freeze.Shifting Nights (JohnXKarkat) Chapter 123 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The words Karkat had said echo in your mind.
You can feel his hesitance, his hope in the warm lips that are pressed against yours. He presses gently, eyes closed tightly, leaving enough space as if expecting you to suddenly pull away from him.
You snap out of it when he begins to lean away. Your eyelids flutter closed. Your lips follow his, seeking to regain the warmth. Tentatively, you reach out and take his hand, twining your fingers with his.
Now it's the shapeshifter's turn to freeze. His entire body goes stiff, as if the last thing he expected would be you holding him, keeping him close.
You slowly begin to kiss back, to lean into him, his warmth. Your lips move against his and he reaches up to cup your face.
His touch is so gentle, as if you might break. It's so different from his rough personality.
Karkat pulls away slowly, but doesn't pull away, still cupping your face. You open your eyes and meet his.
The pure, raw emotion shocks you once more. But it's different t
sTaLkErSTUCK~ Chapter 6You're burning. You're on fire. You're being eaten alive by flames. They are consuming your body. Your flesh is like bubbly cheese on a pizza. You're being backed.sTaLkErSTUCK~ Chapter 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Your dad is dying. He's not moving around on the floor anymore. The alcohol on his cloths caught fire pretty quickly. He's an inferno inside a volcano.
You're moving through the flames. Somehow you were able to get to your feet. The front door knob isn't cold anymore. It's hot. So, so, so hot. Blisters form on blisters as you open the front door wide. The smoke swishes around you. You can hear the faint sound of an ambulance and fire trucks and cop cars and the sound of wood crackling and your heart beating.
Beating, beating, beating
You have no idea what is going on. Karkat's body is twitching like he's possessed or something. You hate those kinds of movies, the ones where this poor person is being haunted by a ghost. But there can't be a ghost in your apartment; you have too many problems to deal
Fragility: Chapter 14Fragility: Chapter 14Fragility: Chapter 142 years ago in Drama More Like This
Making out patterns in the ceiling seemed to be something you did a lot. The hospitals were a lot different though, all weird black splatters and squared off panels. When the light starts seeping in, that's when you can finally find images. You really wish you had something else to occupy yourself with though. Everything you see is messed up in some way or another.
You look over to your side. Dave is sleeping in one of the two chairs, slouched with his head resting on his chest and hands folded over his stomach with his glasses set on the table beside yours and you feel terrible. He should have gone home, but he stayed. You shouldn't have told him anything, you should have just jumped. He didn't need to have that kind of information dropped on him and you just... you feel so fucking bad about it. Even his jacket is still draped over you, and he's got nothing keeping in heat but a t-shirt. But you can't help but feel that it's just another turned page in a b
sTaLkErSTUCK~ Chapter 7The countdown begins now.sTaLkErSTUCK~ Chapter 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Gamzee has been the first contact you have had in months. Since you ran away, you have been isolated. Isolating. Losing yourself in music worked for awhile as you lived off of the money you stole from your dad's wallet. You were able to forget about all that had happened for a short time. You let it be washed away by music. But the past can never be erased, Karkat. You have to live with it for the rest of your life.
And what you did is worth a thousand deaths. You don't want to talk about it still. Not the whole story. There are still bits and pieces that need to be fitted in, but you don't want to think about it unless you have to. Your nightmares seem to love to take you back to the past. You have decided, however, that you're not going to sleep at all. You don't want the nightmares but more importantly, you don't want to fall asleep in the same room as your kidnapper. That will all come in due time.
Gamzee's physical touch and mental imprints
Herr Awesome"You know, you're pretty awesome," Gilbert grinned as he ran a hand through his silvery hair. Yeah, he couldn't deny it. The awesome practically radiated from him!Herr Awesome4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gilbird was perched upon his master's shoulder and he chirped in a questioning manner, most likely directed at the albino's statement. Gilbert moved his head slightly so he could get a better look at his companion then his grin returned, "What? Don't you agree?"
The little bird chirped again and Gilbert laughed, "Sure you do. You always do, right?"
Another chirp from the bird didn't necessarily mean that he agreed, but Gilbert was not going to take anything other than a yes for an answer. He looked back at the mirror and ran a hand through his white hair and his ever present grin remained.
"Just look at that fucking awesomeness right there, Gilbird. You're so lucky to be in the presence of someone like me!"
Gilbird chirped at his master and gave him a wary look. Was he convinced? Anyone other than Gilbert would have thought
What's Mine Is Yours Tonight's the night. You are finally going to see your best friend, Karkat Vantas. The seemingly shouty capslock of text is finally going to have a voice and a face. You can't wait to see him. But then again, it is only webcam. You have to admit, you're a bit nervous. You look into your computer's screen which makes a pretty decent mirror if you try to look at yourself at the right angle. You grimace unhappily at your amber and blue eyes. Your hair is a bit spiked today. You don't know if that's luck or if you just forgot to comb your hair today before going to school. Ah well.What's Mine Is Yours3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You log onto Skype and click on 'carcinoGeneticist'. You send him a message asking if he's online because seriously, just fuck the invisible setting. It gets on your nerves a hell of a lot more than it probably should. You wait a moment and when you see him start to type, you smile.
"Would you hurry up and fucking call me already. I'm sick and tired of waiting f
Sadstuck GamKar *Needs Title* Chapter 1 "Dear, Gamzee:Sadstuck GamKar *Needs Title* Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is the first of countless shitty recordings I am leaving for you. And by shitty, I mean emotionally strenuous for me. This recording is already starting to suck an astonishing amount. Might as well get on with it I guess. Cut to the fucking chase."
"Gamzee, I have cancer."
"I haven't told you yet. My dad took me to get some tests yesterday, and we found out that I have something called Ost..Osty-o Osteosarcoma. Damn that was a mouthful. According to the fastidious, orderly medical paper I have in my hand right now, Osto Ostysar FUCK IT. I can't even pronounce it correctly for fucking sake! I'm a fucking failure." *Short, ragged breathing and a sniffle. Silence for a moment.*
"Osteosarcoma is a cancer of the bone that is most common in adolescents and young adults. Treatment involves surgery, usually followed by chemotherapy or radiation. The site of the tumor is the most important prognostic factor, because it determines whether the tumor can be s
Fragility: Chapter 9Fragility: Chapter 9Fragility: Chapter 93 years ago in Drama More Like This
You've been waking up a lot throughout the night, partly because of some nagging feeling of being afraid to really fall into a deep sleep, and partly because your wrist was really itchy! But of course those weren't the only reasons.
While trying to force your fingers through the tight bandages to scratch the scabbing wounds, you edge closer to the wall, and away from the sleeping form beside you. You were really cold, and Dave was really warm. Trying to get closer to that heat source probably should've been the most logical thing to do, but it made you nervous, scared even. What if he woke up with your cold feet between his legs and freaked out or something? That would be so embarrassing. Not only that, but you haven't really been this physically close to a person in a really long time.
So you were having some issues with it.
Unable to find out what time it is, you opt to stay stationary on your designated side of the bed. Every time Dave moved, even a littl
JohnKat Fic 2Your name is John Egbert, and you are currently ordering pizza. It's not just for any occasion either. It's movie night!JohnKat Fic 23 years ago in Sketches More Like This
You thank the girl from the pizzeria and hang up the phone, spinning around towards your boyfriend.
"Okay. We've got half an hour to pick out a movie. Any suggestions?" You skip over towards where he's sitting on the couch.
Karkat looks up at you, expression thoughtful. The troll's black hair is slightly disheveled and his clothes rumpled. He's wearing a plain black t-shirt with gray skinny jeans in the smallest size for men, but still too big. He refuses to wear anything smaller, saying that a grown troll shouldn't be wearing "wriggler clothing". It's pretty hard to buy clothes for Karkat, with his small frame, and he hardly likes any of the clothes you buy him except for the black or gray ones.
"We could watch The Notebook." He suggests innocently, glancing up at you through thick eyelashes.
You sigh. "Karkat, we watched that yesterday. Besides, don't you think we
EnglandxReader: Indian Summer You were bored, bored beyond belief. You sighed in exasperation. You have been connecting the dots on the ceiling, not with a pen mind you, to create images. Sure you could have gone outside but your mom was trying to make you garden and at the moment, you didn't want to be elbow deep in earthworms and mud. Who on earth thought it was a good idea to start gardening a day after it rained and the earth was still damp? You shook your head, trying to imagine what your crush was doing but then you heard your phone ring. Your heart skipped a beat. Your crush was calling you - it was...EnglandxReader: Indian Summer3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You breathed excitedly, going from laying down, to sitting upright in excitement,"Artie! I haven't heard from you in forever!"
"I told you to stop calling me 'Artie'..." He mumbled in complaint before continuing,"Listen ___________, I-I was wondering...it's rather lovely outside today and...y-you know...maybe we can go out for a-a stroll in the park...?"
PoliceForcestuck: RelationsFive fifteen am, Karkat Vantas is awakening by his alarm clock. He pounds the OFF buttonPoliceForcestuck: Relations3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
to turn it off. Troll goes back to sleep.
Six thirty am, Karkat wakes up groggily and climbs out of bed. He sniffs himself and
decides he doesn't stink enough to shower. He decides to take a piss in the toilet, and
splashes water on his face. Karkat considers this enough as a freshened up.
Six forty am, Officer Vantas starts to leave but is stopped by his landlord who demands
rent. He uses Evasiveness and Charisma to get past by asking why his wife brought a
strange man into their apartment yesterday. It worked with extreme effectiveness.
Six forty-five am, Karkat heads toward coffee shop for his daily dose of caffeine where he
wastes even more time behind some fat ass of a woman who can't decide what the difference
is between a coffee and a latte.
Six fifty-five am, Officer looses patience and claims police force emergency to move
Six fifty-seven am, Karkat gets the fuck out of there.
Shifting Nights (JohnXKarkat) Chapter 13Hiding a grumpy shapeshifting boy in your house is hard.Shifting Nights (JohnXKarkat) Chapter 133 years ago in Sketches More Like This
It turns out hiding a grumpy boyfriend is even harder.
Between school and shifts at the bakery, you really don't have enough time to spend with Karkat. Not nearly enough. You make up for all of this lost time by spending every free second with Karkat.
The only problem is that everyone is getting pretty annoyed with you. It's not your fault (yeah, okay, it totally is), it's just that when you can choose between a movie marathon with your friends or an evening with your boyfriend, it's kind of hard not to choose Karkat.
You can only blow someone off so many times, though, before they begin to get a bit ticked off.
It's Thursday today, and you've only got tomorrow left before summer break! Just thinking of having an entire summer to relax with your new found romance gets you excited.
The school hallways are busy with students and teachers preparing for the break.
After school, just as you're ready to ru
DeAr KaRkAtDeAr BeSt FrIeNd,DeAr KaRkAt3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
RoSeS aRe ReD,
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Is NoT hOw I aLl FeEl FoR yOu.
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Is My BlAsPhEmOuS bLiGhT.
sAnItY iS sLiPpInG,
rAiNbOw BlOoD iS dRiPpInG,
tHiS nExT fUcKiNg LiNe,
IsN't WoRtH sKiPpInG.
rOsEs ArE rEd,
AnD mAtEsPrItS aRe ToO,
nOw I dOn'T hAvE mUcH tImE tO sAy,
I'm MoThErFuCkIn FlUsHeD fOr YoU.
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Nice BoxersYou stare up at his window.Nice Boxers3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first three things you notice are-
1.) He's naked.
2.) He has no idea you are watching from outside his window.
3.) You have seen his place on the hemospectrum. Or more importantly, the place where he isn't.
Karkat moves about his room, obviously looking for something. You watch from down below. It's only when he starts to grow closer to his window that you realize you are in plain sight. You dive into a bush. It's a motherfucking miracle bush, and you silently thank it for helping conceal you.
Vantas doesn't look out the window. There must be a cabinet by it, because he sets down a roll of bandages and a bottle. You can make out his mouth take in a hissing breath when he does this, as if his movements hurt him. You watch through the branches of the bush, looking up at the couple stories high window.
His silhouette is outlined by the light in the room. The darkness outs
Jade x DaveYou are Dave Strider, and you're stuck with this fucking headache. Meanwhile being taken care of by Jade Harley, who you also have a small crush onJade x Dave4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You are Jade Harley, you are taking care of Your friend, Dave Strider. " Achoo!" Is all you hear from Dave." Stupid Fucking cold!" you hear Dave yell.
>Jade: Respond to Dave
You giggle playfully at Dave, not noticing his small blush because you're back is turned to him.
>Dave: Reply to Jade
" Why are you laughing?" You say to Jade as she faces you with a cold rag.
" Nothing, just you" Jade says with once again another giggle, why does she have to be so cute?!
> Jade: Check Dave's Temp.
You bend over to Dave and put your own head against his, noticing his face getting redder and his temperature rising.
> Jade: Giggle.
You giggle playfully at Dave as you move away slowly " You should really sleep, wouldn't want it getting worse." You say as you walk away slowly.
> Dave: make an excuse for Jade to stay.
"Jade!" you yell at her before sh
Irony Is Seldom Absent (Dirk/Jake)"Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and decay spreads over the tottering cities of men." -H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"Irony Is Seldom Absent (Dirk/Jake)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You are Jake English, and you've been living with him for nearly two years now. Or has it been longer? You can't really tell anymore. How long have you been here, in this room? You aren't sure, but it feels like these walls plastered in posters are all you can remember. You've stared at the posters for too long, and the faces of the actors and actresses have turned into a nigh-indistinguishable amorphous stain on the wall.
Occasionally, the faces pop back to life and stare at you with their dead eyes until you get spooked and he has to calm you down again with that voice of his.
It's much too calm, like it's been for the past year or so. Behind the calmness, you can hear the faintest sing-song quality to it, and that in itself unsettles you. You can't thin
Awkward Colouration and Sexual Frustration"Marshall, ow! Stop it," Fionna said, shoving him hard in the chest. He soared backwards, stopping only when he hit the wall of his living room. Fionna frowned, rubbing her neck as she set down her game controller."What the math, dude?" she asked. "I mean, I know you're a vampire and all, but really? I thought we were friends."Awkward Colouration and Sexual Frustration4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Marshall floated upwards, his head brushing the ceiling. "We are friends," he said, looking hurt. "I just-"
"Just what?" Fionna asked harshly. "Just had a sudden desire to drink my blood?"
Marshall scratched the back of his head, slowly moving towards the ground.
"Something like that, yeah," he said. He smiled wryly. "So much for shades of red, huh?"
Fionna rolled her eyes. "Marshall Lee, you are the only guy I know who could possibly make a joke after attempting to eat someone."
Marshall sighed, swiftly vaulting over the arm of the couch Fionna was sitting on, dropping lazily onto the cushion next to her.
"I wasn't going to eat you," he explained.
Balencian Fandom Month standard invitationGreetings _(Insert your first and last name here)_.Balencian Fandom Month standard invitation3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You have been invited to attend the fan convention of fan conventions. Every fandom, from the mega-fandoms, to the relativelysmall fandoms, is invited to a one month stay in the universe of Balencia.
Hosted by Master Mitosi John, Balencian fandom month can allow you to meet fans from all over Earth, as well as something any fan would die for: A chance to meet the characters of a fandom (such as John Egbert, Harry J. Potter, Twilight Sparkle, and JoJo McDodd) in person! However, if you are overly obsessive, you will be removed from Balencia and your memory of your stay will be wiped by our resident Witch of Mind.
Starting at 12:00 AM Saturday night, a spaceship will arrive to pick you up. Please accept, as this is possibly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
More details will be given by the ship's pilot.
the Master Mitosi, John M. Roy
JohnKat Fic 3Your name is Karkat Vantas, and you are currently very confused.JohnKat Fic 33 years ago in Sketches More Like This
It's been about a month and half that you have entered an exclusive matespritship with John Egbert.
It had started when during one of John's awfully unbearable movie nights in his apartment, (which you secretly looked forward to like your life depended on them) sharing warm blankets and a various array of junk food, that you had finally, finally, worked up enough courage to inform John about your feelings about him. To your complete and utter rejoice, John reciprocates your flushed feeling.
He makes you happy. Happier than you can ever remember being in your life.
There's only one, tiny problem. It's a fact, that after countless of sleepless nights listening to the rhythm of John's deep breathing and pondering the same thought for hours have you come to a simple conclusion.
You do not pity John Egbert.
John is everything to you. He's a physical representation of everything and anything you've ever truly cared so deeply fo
Repairing the Damage Chapter FiveWhen you awoke your senses went overboard. There were so many scents, so many small sounds; you didn't know what to do or where to look. So you force your eyes shut and curled into a tighter ball. Once again you felt the sick side effects of having your submission reflex triggered. Everything was fuzzy but you knew where you were.Repairing the Damage Chapter Five3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You're back at the center.
The fucking center.
Sounds are all around you. People are moving about, filling food containers and putting water in jugs, you can hear other trolls moving around, some whimpering, some growling even chirping in some cases. Your ears twitch and you pin them back in annoyance. Someone starts banging something on the bars of your cage.
"Hey Karkat! What did I tell you? You're destined to die here," the male voice laughed. "Jeez little freak troll, what's the matter?" You growled softly at the voice and didn't look over at him. "Hahahaha! You little fuck! How dare you growl at me?" The door to your cage opened and he stepp
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
Male!VietnamxReader: Say 'Yes'Male!VietnamxReader: Say 'Yes'3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sitting atop the mountain whose backdrop was the water that surrounded you from beneath by hundreds of yards. Looking forward, you saw the water stretch out in front of you with identical mounds of dirt and forestry that seemed to float on the top of the calm waters.
Moving your hand over a bit, your hand felt nothing but the rough dirt beneath it. Earlier on in the morning, your friend Vietnam had told you to meet him up here and in this spot specifically. Sure it was a pain to get up here, but for him, you'd do anything.
Using your hand as a vizor, you looked for any sign of the handsome young Vietnamese man. When you couldn't spot him or his usual bright-green clothing anywhere, you let your eyes drift to the water where boats were traveling.
Only then did you notice his dark brown hair which was slightly covered by his nón lá and the bright green of his cloths standing on a boat. He looked like he was mentally battling for a moment before cuppi