Johnkat- Flushed for youJohnkat- Flushed for you11 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Okay, so here's how you play. I choose two random people from this list and they go up to the middle of the room to confess their feelings for eachother. You just pick up one of those cards with pictures of quadrants on them and show the other person. All you need to do then is wait for a reaction. If you don't have feelings for the other person, you forfeit and don't get another turn. Any questions?"
Terezi raised her hand,"Yeah, why the hell is Equius here?!"
Nepeta growled back,"Hey! Don't be mean to Equius!" She turned her head to look at Kanaya. "I have a question too. May I volunteer?"
Kanaya looked a bit shocked,"Oh, I don't know but I guess it would be alright with me." Kanaya dragged her finger along the list with her eyes closed. She stopped on a random name, as she said she would. She read it aloud,"Nepeta Leijon."
Nepeta smiled and clapped her paws. She quickly held up the flushed quadrant in front of herself with a giggle. "I love you, Nepeta! I love you too, Nepeta!", sh
Of Seashells, Stories, and New Discoveries (Pt. 1)Of Seashells, Stories, and New Discoveries (Pt. 1)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Your character is human, but is currently unaware of the trolls. Feferi has cleverly disguised herself as a human, just so y'all know.*
The sun is shining, there's a nice breeze, and there's not a cloud in the sky. You decide to take advantage of this perfect spring day and go to the beach. You call up your best friend Feferi, and the two of you set off for the beach. You get there, and see it's pretty crowded, so you head off towards the most remote part of the shore. It's your favorite spot anyway, so you don't really mind. As you finish setting up, Feferi suggests you look for seashells. She's got this thing for seashells, you see. She says they remind her of home. She also always wears this weird hat, but she's kinda touchy about it, so you don't usually mention it. You walk along the shoreline, and you find some pretty cool shells. In the distance, you see a figure facedown in the sand, unmoving.
“Oh my god!” you break out into a sprint. “We have to help him!!
Exam Week (KankrixReader-Part 1)It is the last week of school and it is going slower than any other week. With all of the exams going on; all of the other students are cramming any extra information in their heads as they can. You on the other hand listened and did your work all year long as to avoid this problem and guess what? IT WORKED! Yet now you’re stuck sitting in every class bored as can be.Exam Week (KankrixReader-Part 1)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Today; as in Monday, you walk into your homeroom to be greeted by your teacher smiling at you by the door. “(Name), can I ask you a favor?” she beckoned. You walk over wondering why she needed your help.
“What is it Miss Hussie?” Her smile softened and worriedness began to line them.
“I know it is almost the end of the school year but we recently got new students; and I was wondering if you could help the older of the two around; seeing as your all set with your studies.”
“Sure, what do they look like?” you asked now curious why students would show up at the end of the
Talking to Rabbits - FrUKArthur was walking around when he saw a little bunny, all alone. He walked up to it. "Hello," he said.Talking to Rabbits - FrUK3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The bunny tilted its head up to stare at the boy, but it didn't run away, look scared, or attack. In fact, it almost looked like the animal was trying to greet the child back.
The Brit leaned forward and gently picked the creature up. "Hi, bunny. My name's Arthur. What's your name?" he asked it.
The rabbit, being a rabbit, didn't say anything back; Arthur, being Arthur, thought he heard the rabbit reply.
"Really? Wow, so we have the same name!" Wanting to know more about the bunny, Arthur continued to ask it questions. "Do you have a crush on any bunnies?" he asked.
"Oh, that sounds cute, you should tell her that! And since you're a prince and she's a princess, I'm sure you two can get married and have lots of bunny babies!"
"What? Oh... well, I guess I kind of like someone right now."
A bird chirped somewhere overhead.
"His name is Francis. He has long, girly h
Sheltering Home: Honey Tea Part 1Sheltering Home: Honey Tea Part 11 year ago in Romance More Like This
Sheltering Home (Sollux X Reader)
Beth pointed you to a small cat carrier and sighed. “He’s in time out right now. He threw a bit of a temper tantrum, and…” She held up a bandaged finger to convey her meaning.
You raised an eyebrow. Was this supposed to be encouraging you to adopt this guy? You knelt in front of the carrier and peered in.
A strange grub like creature glared back at you. His body was a rather bright yellow, but his humanoid head was grey, with messy black hair sticking up. He had two pairs of horns, and if that wasn’t weird enough, he had mismatched red and blue eyes.
The two of you stared at each other for a moment, before you turned to Beth, too shocked to speak. She rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly and forced herself to laugh.
“He sure looks weird, huh? Anyway, he’s a grub, and he needs a home. You’ve got room and no parents to stop you, so think you can take care of him? At least until I find a m
Knock It Off: Sollux x Reader x EridanKnock It Off: Sollux x Reader x EridanKnock It Off: Sollux x Reader x Eridan1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You walk into your first hour class at school with a splitting headache. Eridan and Sollux are fighting. Again. Luckily it's too early in the morning for any of their physical fighting.
"You're a fucking nookthponge, Ampora!" Lispy.
"Wwhatevver, Captor! Screww off." And the accent.
"Get out of my theat!"
"I wwas here first!"
"I alwayth thit by (y/n). Move!"
"No, fuck you!"
"Fuck both of you, and shut up!"
Cue your own irritated shout from the doorway. Both males turn to you in surprise. With a glare, you stomp over to take your regular position between the two boys.
"It is too damn early in the morning for this bullshit." You lowly growl. You stayed up all night on your computer and you're in no mood for the loud noises.
Shoving both of them, you watch as they land in desks across the aisle from each other. Satisfied, you fall into a desk behind them. They both turn to stare at you with grump
Eridan x Reader: Hurt Hearts and CloudsYou sighed, laying in the empty field watching the clouds pass was one of your favorite things to do. You were a troll with Olive blood, a hive hidden in a thick green forest, and who loved to relax in the sunshine. Most trolls found you weird and wanted nothing to do with you. However you had friends that you had met on Trollian. They were very interesting although you had to admit, you had started to develop red feelings for one specific troll. Sadly you knew there was no way he had any interest in a low-blood such as yourself, what with him being a highblood and a seadweller to boot.Eridan x Reader: Hurt Hearts and Clouds3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You brought out your husktop from your sylladex. You liked your sylladex because you had designed it yourself so it worked for your quick retrieval and organizational skills. You logged on and saw that Eridan was trying to get a hold of you. You felt a blush creep onto your cheeks unbidden.
--caligulasAquarium [CA] began Trolling (TrollianHandle) [ ] at 12:50 --
[CA]: (Name)! (Name)!
[CA]: Dear cod! Ple
FrUk- I wish to help... Fire sent the sky ablaze even in the darkest night as bombers made their way across chilled skies, their burdens dropped on a defenseless city. But... so was the way with war. He watched the skies shoot flames as another explosion erupted in the streets of London, men, women, and children fleeing for cover and their lives as their homes were turned to ash.FrUk- I wish to help...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was nothing he could do but watch, gaze across the Channel as his precious person was harmed because he could do nothing. Germany had taken his own precious city, Paris left in ruin under the soldiers of the man he once believed to be a friend. Germany's new boss had corrupted the country, turning him against the world when Ludwig would never have done so this viciously before. Perhaps it was his fault... after all, he had been ready to reduce Germany to nothing after the first Great war.
Now, none were spared in his path to victory, and so Francis could only watch, watch from his captivity a
Just Like the Cats - FrUK"Francis, your stupid cat keeps shedding all over everything," a grumpy Brit huffed as he picked a few long, white cat hairs off of his sweater.Just Like the Cats - FrUK3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It is your own fault, Arthur, for wearing those ugly things you call 'sweaters'. Per'aps my cat is doing you a favour and trying to force you to get rid of them, yes?"
"Maybe your stupid cat is trying to get himself kicked out. Don't you ever comb him?"
"Of course I do! Do I look like a man who does not take care of his cat?"
"You sure as hell look like a man who doesn't take care of his stupid stubble," Arthur mumbled to himself under his breath.
"At least I do not glue caterpillars onto my face and claim they are my eyebrows," the Frenchman sang out. Seriously. It was like the man had super-hearing or something.
"Stop it with talking about my fucking eyebrows... of all things..."
"Shh, Arthur!" Francis stepped forward and placed his index finger against the other's mouth. "Not in front of the children!"
Arthur grunted and bit the old
Reach Out to Me: Eridan x ReaderEridan Ampora:Reach Out to Me: Eridan x Reader1 year ago in Drama More Like This
That's when a car screeched to a halt behind you. The loud squeal of tires halting on asphalt scares the hell out of you. You lose your footing, and just as your tipping towards the wrong side of the bridge, somebody grabs your wrist and yanks you the other way.
You fall right into the person who grabbed you and knock them to the ground. They grunt in pain as they hit the pavement, and you lose a chest of air when you land on top of them.
"What the hell asshole! You scared me!" You shout as you push yourself up to your knees.
The person under you is none other than your fellow classmate, Eridan Ampora. His purple streaked hair is messed up from its usual smoothed back style. His hipster frames lay crooked on his face, and his violet eyes narrow in rage.
He pushes you off of him, and you think you catch a glimpse of red on his face. He sits up, adjusts his blue striped scarf and glasses, and glares.
"I scared you, (y/n)? I wwas drivvin' home and your standing up there abo
Reach Out to Me: Sollux x ReaderSollux Captor:Reach Out to Me: Sollux x Reader1 year ago in Drama More Like This
That's when a rushed pair of hands pull you back. Your feet fall from beneath you as you fall back into a mass of person. You yelp in surprise, air whooshes around you then comes to an abrupt stop when your captor hits the ground.
Firm arms wrapped just under your chest are tight enough to knock the air out of your diaphragm. Even after landing, the strong grip remains making it a little difficult to regain your lost breath.
The arms abruptly let go and you ungracefully roll to the side. When you're able to sit back up, you see a peculiar looking guy is sitting next to you. Not too peculiar, but you just find his bi colored frames a bit different. They're blue and red, it seems like an interesting point of view.
His chestnut brown hair is spiked up from the back and frames his face. His broad jawline is set into a frown. He really does not look too amused.
He lifts a hand, and you brace yourself for the worst. There aren't too many people happy with you as of late. About
Johnkat Fic 1Your name is John Egbert, and you are currently cooking supper for your boyfriend.Johnkat Fic 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
You're seventeen, and you've long since gotten over the whole "not a homosexual" thing. You came to terms with it during one of your usual movie nights with a certain nubby-horned troll about two years ago. Sitting close to him didn't usually have too many effects, but when you watched that last scene in Con Air, and seeing a few red-tinted tears stream down the cancer's face, something in you just snapped, and you really wanted to lean over and kiss him. So you did.
You look over at the troll sitting at the kitchen table, and grin at him. He looks at you with a deadpanned stare. He's wearing his symbolic black cancer sweater, with black skinny jeans that hugged his small frame pretty enticingly. The troll's jet-black hair is slightly askew, and his candy-corn colored horns can barely be seen. His now bright red irises almost glowing in his yellow sclera.
"Oh, come on Karkat! Lighten up, I'm