Christmas Angel (John/Karkat)The coffee machine beeped loudly as John Egbert chose a brew strength.Christmas Angel (John/Karkat)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He brought a hand up and rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hand. His eyes were red and sticky from the tears he had shed all night.
John turned towards the window and stood for a few minutes, just watching the snowflakes swirl and dance together in the wind. He didn't notice the tears were streaming down his face again until he tasted the salt on his tongue.
John still remembered it so clearly, despite the three days that had passed. The yelling, the insults, the tears. He didn't mean any of it. He would never say such things if he had been in his right mind. But he hadn't been. He was enraged, furious, and he was hurt so badly by the troll’s venomous words. At the time, his anger was all that had mattered. He should have known that the troll was just being stubborn. The human knows how easy it is to anger the alien. But what if the troll meant all that he had said?
The hate on the troll's face flashes in t
watch it fallYour name is John Egbert. You are a hardened veteran of the game SBURB. You have since found yourself waking up anew on your thirteenth birthday and, through pesterchum, have stood by your friends as you all built your lives back up. No one else has any recollection of the Game. You like to pretend it was just a dream, that it didn't affect you. That it wasn't real.watch it fall2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But you know it's a lie. You know it's all a lie and nothing drives it home harder than the night you hear the tapping at your window.
At first you passed it off -oh, you thought, it's just the breeze blowing the tree branches.- but as it went on you began to grow uneasy. You still had a sense of sorts; you knew when the wind was blowing and this wasn't it. You hesitantly rolled over and your eyes grew wide at what you saw.
Falling over yourself, your blanket and your messy bedroom floor, you throw the window open. There he is, there is the boy that had enraptured you so before all of this. He is
more fluffy Johnkat (not named)John flings the door open, shaking his hair almost like a dog would. He quickly closes and locks the door to prevent the raging rainstorm outside from getting in. He slips his shoes and coat off and treads quietly to his room where he already knows his boyfriend will be waiting for him.more fluffy Johnkat (not named)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“I’m home.” John says quietly, slipping under the covers of his and Karkat’s shared bed and wrapping his arms around the troll.
“You’re late.” He says matter-of-factly. John sighs.
“I don’t know if you noticed but it’s raining cats and dogs outside.” The teen huffs.
The troll turns and curls into his boyfriend’s chest, ignoring the damp shirt John still wore. John reaches a hand up to Karkat’s head and strokes his hair eliciting a soft purr from the troll.
“I love you Karkat.” John whispers into the troll’s ear, continuing to stroke his hair.
A muffled I love you comes from John’s shirt and he laughs li
Merry Christmas, John. I love you.John had died a long time ago. Christmas was his favorite holiday. Karkat missed him so much.Merry Christmas, John. I love you.3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Hey Karkat, Christmas is my favorite holiday." John would always say that. Karkat missed that. He missed it so fucking much. How could those simple words of childish cheer brighten his day? It did. It just made him happy.
John always made a big deal over Christmas. He had said, before his dad died that they would bake cakes and share presents. There were scattered tears in his eyes when the words were said. Karkat now knows how that feels to talk about memories of a loved dead one.
Karkat was crying. His tears were from a broken heart. How could John leave him? It was his stupid holiday that he should be spending with him here now. He choked out tears and little screams. John lifted him up. Made him drunk on life. Now all that was gone. Fucking went down the drain.
Karkat would comfort John. Where was the person to comfort him now? He was left to suffer on his own. Left to grieve
Trapped (UNEDITED)Dark grey trees sway in the chilled wind, creaking back and forth in the light of the moon. Pure white snow spirals through the air, sparkling dust on a backdrop of grey and black sky. In the distance, at the base of the icy mountain, calming orange light splashes onto the snow from a small cottage in the valley. Surrounding the vibrant beacon, a village stretches across the landscape, little houses and shops dotting the world beneath the mountain.Trapped (UNEDITED)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Claws click against the frigid black stone of the window sill, yellow and sharp. The creature drums his fingers as he keeps his gaze locked on the dot that is the village below, squinting to allow his glowing orange-and-red eyes to see through the trees in the forest before him. It's always the same window, night after night, shining brightly until the wee hours of morning. The monster's tail swishes from side to side, spade tip bouncing along the tile floor. Bat-like wings stretch momentarily as a low, annoyed growl rumbles in the creature'
Stupid Human Flower BunchesYou don’t understand these human customs. Even though Rose assures you it is a wonderfully romantic gesture, you don’t understand how these delicate little plants can possibly be romantic in any way.Stupid Human Flower Bunches2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Look, there’re thousands of them!” Jade grins, practically pressing her face to the window as she stares out into the wide open field, speckled with thousands of brilliant, different-colored wildflowers. This new universe is full of them. There are millions of species of the things, spanning everywhere in this area apparently. You yell at Jade to get the fuck away from the window because you can’t see.
Rose rolls her eyes at your bickering and pulls off on the side of the road alongside the field. This was her idea- you all were on a mission to get flowers for your matesprits. As much as you didn’t understand this human custom, the girls assured you it was ‘incredibly romantic’ and ‘John will love it.’ It seems ridic
Streets - Chapter 2 (UNEDITED)Karkat’s heart skips a beat as he sits up in bed. In that vague, hazy time between regaining consciousness and actually waking up, he feels clean and warm, like a totally different person externally. He isn’t hungry at all right now, still stuffed from yesterday’s meal. Blinking awake, a sense of fear overtakes the teen as he realizes he doesn’t know where he is- what happened yesterday? Where is he?Streets - Chapter 2 (UNEDITED)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Shooting his gaze around the room, Karkat panics for a short moment before allowing his sight to settle on a pile of blankets next to the bed. A mass of thick black hair peeks out from the blanket’s edge, and all the events from the previous night come back to the brunette instantly.
He was at John’s house, spending the night with a kid he’d only actually started an acquaintance-ship with yesterday.
The shorter slept soundly. Karkat could hear his heavy breaths from his own bed- no snoring, just deep, deep breathing. Standing up, Karkat made his wa
Far From Home - Chapter 3It’s almost calming, swirling around in the water like this. It roars in John’s ears, tugging him farther and farther down as he locks his lips shut to keep down air. The human feels himself sinking like a rock, the shock of hitting the cold water feet first rattling him intensely, keeping him from moving temporarily.Far From Home - Chapter 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
John tugs his eyes open. Saltwater rushes in, burning them almost instantly. Ignoring the pain, John searches for the troll that jumped before him. The human realizes after a moment that he can’t breath. Frantically, he kicks at the liquid around him and struggles against the current to pull himself up. He struggles for air as he swims up to the top, panting heavily when he finally breaks the water’s surface.
The servant boy treads water for a while, fighting hard against the water whirling around as he looks for his partner in crime. The black water churns around him, making it impossible to see anything. If the troll drowns, he drowns. It’s
cause it's not the same5. and then sherlock is gone, and john falls just as hard as he had, except when he landed he broke something else entirely. there's a different girl every week and still he can't - they aren't-cause it's not the same2 years ago in Drama More Like This
there's a nagging voice in the back of his mind that talks like him, and it's an unending stream of "dull," or "boring," or "john, stop,"
the girls still change every week and the voice keeps talking, but john doesn't stop because he doesn't want to let his voice go.
if he closes his eyes sometimes, he can still hear him.
reality's a bitch.
4. then he's walking into the alley down the street and it's too easy, but he gets a fix and goes back home.
he never did tell him it would be that easy, and the rush through his veins is almost enough to stifle the empty feeling that the apartment emanated.
he sees him in the haze-
sees him fall again
and again and
john's not sure who's fallen- a
Dear Eleanor.Dear Eleanor,Dear Eleanor.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wrote you a letter
but I don't know where to send it.
You've been trying for years
to make someone your home but
you can't build a life in
someone else's skin and I
wish you'd stop trying.
You were/are/will always be
a skeletal vision of loneliness,
burying your bones in another
person's chest in the hopes that
they might grow you into
something loveable enough
And I wish I could have
kept you, but you are terrifying
You left your
shoes in the wardrobe by the
guilt you saddled me with
and I stopped trying to
give them back.
The taste was sweet When your blood hit my tongue, it tasted so sweet. When your eyes glazed over from pain, the look was tantalizing. I knew that I had to save this one. Your mind was so frazzled and tormented as I had to erase everything. Parents who abused you and friends who ignored you. It all needed to go. I was making you innocent again and in my eyes that was for the best. The past has never happened for you. A new start is all you need. A perfect slave. Your eyes were fogging up. It was so beautiful. The only bad thing was it made you look gloomy. Your forceful grip on my arm loosened as the spell started taking full affect. The fire in your eyes left as you started to go limp in my tender arms. My teeth were still deep in your neck. They sucked at your pale skin and took in your special blood. I still remember my hunger that day. I felt starved. My stomach was so warm and full. By the time I was done, you were passed out in my arms. It looked like you were sleeping peacefully. I ran off withThe taste was sweet3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Spread out your wings! Chapter 4 (JohnKat)Beep. Beep. This noise was driving me insane.Spread out your wings! Chapter 4 (JohnKat)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Beep. Beep. It was coming from the machine, the one that looked like a computer. It displayed a lot of numbers, and an odd green line was forming a wave with each beep.
Beep. Beep. A heartbeat monitor. This thing was recording a heartbeat. I now understood the meaning of these awful beeps. These were his heartbeats.
Beep. Beep. I followed the black cables, flew over them with the new wings I was ashamed of. Just after I got them, John had an accident. This was all my fault.
Beep. Beep. I followed the cables until I alighted on my friend's chest, where they were connected.
Beep. Beep. They brought him here, on a white bed, in a white room, with people in white coats. His skin was all pale, and it was as if his whole body was frozen by the pain. He wasn't making any noise, but I could feel his troubled breath under the mask they kept pressed to his face.
Beep. Beep. His broken glasses were placed on the bedside table, and his eyes were squeez
BRING HOME THE BACON-Sherlock fanfic told in textsBRING HOME THE BACON-Sherlock fanfic told in texts3 years ago in Humor More Like This
How much bacon did you say you wanted me to buy?
Enough to fill the microwave.
It's an experiment!
Not in Mrs. Hudson's new microwave, it isn't!
You already used it to warm up that sandwich you nagged me about.
Heating things up does not make them any less stale.
Your sandwich was stale because you left it for about 5 hours before even noticing I'd put it on the table!
So you warmed it up in the new microwave, yes And make sure you buy Un-smoked bacon.
I am not buying you twelve packets of bacon just so you can break ANOTHER kitchen appliance.
Better make that fifteen.
No, not since you put fireworks in the fridge last month. Twelve packets of bacon, maximum.
Fine. It's not my fault I was bored. And I'm still bored. Buy bacon.
So you can blow up this microwave, too?
It didn't explode, it burst into flames. There IS a difference.
Still the Same Chapter TwelveStill the Same Chapter TwelveStill the Same Chapter Twelve6 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
John sleeps a lot these days. More than what Karkat deemed healthy. With a weary smile John would assure his Matesprit over and over that he is perfectly fine. Rose says it might be a small form of depression and that she should be alerted to any changes in his behavior. But, in the end, what does she know? They’re all just children.
Thoughts drifted in Karkat’s mind; they fell on another breath player who loved to dream. The connections between the two seemed to be strengthening over the weeks before their scheduled move. Their foolish, almost unrealistic, ideals of lighthearted fun, both were once perused by a devilish spider troll, and their love for the sky reached beyond their shared aspect. Tavros wasn’t one that Karkat wanted John to imitate. His reasoning was heavily biased, but he couldn’t change his opinions of his fallen friend.
He was a great team player, but he didn’t exactly emulate the strength and confidence th
Shifting Nights Chapter 14 (JohnXKarkat)Your name is Karkat Vantas, and you are currently relaxed.Shifting Nights Chapter 14 (JohnXKarkat)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You open your eyes groggily and stretch out, your paws in front of you and your back arched.
You sniff and shift your gaze around the small blue room. You feel heavy disappointment settle in your gut when you see that John's already gone to school. You let your ears droop slightly, but try and keep your spirits up. Today is the last day that the human boy has to attend school, then you'll have him for an entire summer.
Spending the days all alone in the house gets lonely and boring. A few times, you've gone out and explored the nearby woods, but even that's gotten old.
You shift back into human form and pull on some of soft the clothes John bought you, before heading downstairs to do what you do every other day. Wait for the boy to get home.
As you settle down in the kitchen with a bowl of sugary cereal, you find yourself smiling a tiny little smile at the thought of the human. It's crazy, missing him so much when he's only gon
Apologize“I hate you!”Apologize2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Usually it doesn’t bother you when he says those things. Usually he just mumbles them and you know he’s kidding. The telltale blush on his cheeks always proves it; no matter how many times he says he hates you, Karkat Vantas will always have those- what are they called- “red feelings” for you.
Or so you thought.
You don’t even know what started it. Maybe you took a joke too far, or maybe you just pissed him off when you spilled coffee on his shirt this morning. He had started with his normal tirade of insults, the ones that he doesn’t mean. The ones that you think are kind of cute, the ones that he uses to sound bigger than he is.
Then his voice escalated in both decibels and pitch, signifying that he actually was pretty peeved.
Even though he already looked like he wanted to break down a wall, you kept laughing it off like he was just blabbering on like usual.
Then he called you an ignorant, self-centered asshole, told you
Could you love me? Chapter 5Karkat couldn’t help the tears that started to pour from his eyes. Talk about being a sap but it did fit the emotional moment. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” Karkat said over and over in a mantra of words.Could you love me? Chapter 52 years ago in Drama More Like This
John didn’t understand why Karkat was crying and took it as he did something wrong. “Karkat..?” He whispered. It was like Karkat was on some other world because he didn’t respond. John heard all the ‘I love you’ but why was Karkat crying? “Hey Karkat.” John raised his hand to Karkat’s face and started to thumb tears away.
“I’m sorry. John. God, I must look so stupid. I just.” Karkat sniffled. His words came out at the speed of light. It sounded nasally and it was hard to understand. He just didn’t want to mess it up. “I’m happy. I love you.” Karkat tried to explain but felt silly. He was being so emotional but that was just how he always had been. As far as he knew
Dirk x Jake - Making Do: Month FourThere are tiny noises, soft ones, subtly calling you back. You feel like you’ve been sleeping. You’re aware that you’re waking up. That much you’re sure of. There’s a white wall and cedar cabinets. Something on your finger. A beeping. Something down your throat, and you feel it across your face.Dirk x Jake - Making Do: Month Four3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Finally, you manage to blink your eyes slowly. You recognize your older brother sitting in a chair that’s tilted back, his feet crossed up on a sink counter. His hands are folded on his stomach, his chin on his chest. Most likely sleeping.
It takes you a while to fully wake up. When you’re sure you’ve gained your normal strength back, you say Dave’s name, and his head immediately lifts. He smirks tiredly at you, dragging his chair over and then sitting down again, patting your arm. “Hey, kiddo. How you feeling?”
“Like I got ran over by a fucking bus.”
He scoffs a soft laugh, hand staying on your arm. “You’
Forget”I’m not going to forget you, Karkat! I promise!”Forget2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Promises are funny things. Apparently, one word is a binding contract that you either keep or you don’t, one word that balances your entire reputation as a truthful person on the tip of a needle. Promise. It’s so goddamn funny how a promise can be destroyed, shattered, thrown into oblivion by that one other word.
Maybe it was unintentional. Just the game, tearing everything he ever knew from him as he cascaded through his portal, back to his world. Maybe he felt it, felt everything leave him, but didn’t mean it, didn’t want it to happen, didn’t want to forget. Maybe that’s what happened, or perhaps that’s just what you tell yourself to keep sane as you sit in front of your computer screen all night every night, watching his new life unfold. Maybe it’s better this way.
”You’re really important to me.”
Obviously not impor
Illegal Angel Chapter 3The boys headed back to their room to figure out where they would go when they left the motel. The door was closed and locked behind them as they sat down to discuss their options.Illegal Angel Chapter 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
“How much money do we have left?” Karkat asked.
“Well, between the two of us we have like ten bucks.” John sighed.
“So basically nothing.” Karkat groaned, “Can we even get lunch with that?”
“I don’t know, but worst comes to worst we won’t starve if we miss one meal.”
“Can’t you just get more money from someone on the street like you did before?” Karkat asked.
“I’d rather not. I dislike having to use my abilities to leech off other people.”
“Yeah, but what happens in a few days when neither of us has eaten? I doubt you would be able to fly anymore, and then where does that put us?” Karkat said, concerned for the long run.
“We need to think about now though. We need somewhere to go toni
Could you love me? Chapter 3"You were going to force me, John. You were going to make me love you. How were you expecting a person to react to that? You don't get it, do you? I'm the slave and you're the master. I'm the thing that is almost human but at the same time I'm not. I can't shake the feeling that I would die without you. I love you, master. I love you, John." Karkat took in a deep breath. He was never going to be that person that he was before again. He loved John and he needed to stay true to himself. What was left of it anyway.Could you love me? Chapter 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
John didn't know how to react. He was doing more harm than good and it was paining Karkat. " I love you too. I was going to force you but I didn't want you to even think about saying no to me. The thing that you don't get is that, I'm not even human. I'm a fucking vampire. I have my own instincts. Karkat you have to understand that I would die without you too. I don't care if I'm your master and you're the slave because to me, your just Karkat and I'm John." There was a t
Far From Home - Chapter 1John awoke with a start, his breath coming out in quick, hurried pants. He sat up for a moment, clinging to the dirty fabric that served as his blanket as he tried to remember what had woken him up. It was a nightmare, he knew that- some sort of horrible nightmare he couldn’t quite remember the details of. He remembered it began with a sense of joy, and ended with sheer terror and orange. Lots an lots of orange and yellow and red. He couldn’t remember much more- not that it mattered anyways. The awning attached to the tent behind him served as the boy’s roof. There were no walls on his part of the structure, which allowed him to look out onto the vast land, covered with millions of little tents just like the one in which his owner was sleeping. With a little gasp, John noticed the sky was not the dark, smoky black it usually was- instead it was a light, hazy grey. He had slept in!Far From Home - Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
John quickly pulled himself out from under the awning, folding his blanket hurriedly and
Repeat.You,Repeat.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are you
Are broken words words are
are the words that we speak in
Such a manner that seems almost
Rythmical in its
Chaos that's what we unfold.
Until you think
But when you think chaos
Chaos still unveils
Rears its ugly head though behind that
Maybe this chaos
This chaos this repeating
These words are not
These words will not repeat
Like a past you've mistaken with
Words fresh anew you differentiate
Or more so try
Dreams from the true.
Dave x John - Sworn Duties Chap. FourJohn isn’t very coherent in the morning.Dave x John - Sworn Duties Chap. Four2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Inside, you’re worried as fuck.
You pay the innkeeper and leave, John leaning heavily on your arm. You have to help him up on his horse and you spend five minutes asking him trivia questions to be sure that he’s all there and strong enough to actually ride.
For about three hours, it’s silence. John rides on, head dipping occasionally, and you watch him more than ninety percent of the time to make sure he’s okay. During the other ten percent you’re looking around to check for bandits and other travelers on the country road. You can trust no one.
When the sun is overhead, you hear a noise behind you and turn back to see John slumping heavily on his horse. Not just slumping, but sprawled on the neck of the animal, about to fall right off. You quickly jerk the reins in your hand, turning around your own horse and bringing John’s to a halt before parking the two creatures next to each other and gripping John&