Ticci-TobyMore Like This
The long road home seemed to go on and on. The road continued to outstretch in front of the vehicle endlessly.
The light that shone through the branches of the tall green trees danced across the window in random patterns, every once in a while, obnoxiously shining in your eyes.
The surrounding was full of deep green trees forming a forest around the road. The only sound was the sound of the cars engine as it traveled down the path. It was peaceful and let off a serene feeling.
Although the ride seemed like a nice one, it lacked every form of ‘nice’ for both passengers.
The middle-aged woman behind the steering wheel had neat short brown hair that fit her complexion quite well. She wore a green v-neck t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Diamond stud earrings decorated each of her ears which partially showed from behind her hair cut. She had deep green eyes which where brought out by her shirt, and the lighting seemed to make them more noticeable. There wasn’t much signif
What Happened to the Creepypasta Fandom....I remember when the Creepypasta Fandom was cool.More Like This
We were all hipsters or something.
We sat around in chat rooms or at slumber parties and listened to Creepypastas or read them to each other.
We discussed the realism about them.
We debated if they could be real or not.
We researched them.
We made our friends piss themselves.
Made fun of Crappypastas.
Drew grotesque photos, representations of different stories we read.
We wrote new stories that were actually.
We weren't really like many of the other fandoms.
We were a community like no other.
We the same as everyone else.
Now if I bring up Creepypasta in a Chatroom or with a few internet friends all I hear is:
"OMG MY JEFFY HE IS SO KAWAIII KAWAIII DESU NEKO. HE IS MINEEEE"
Jeff the Killer is not the best Creepypasta.
Jeff the Killer isn't even a very good Creepypasta.
In addition this is not hot nor kawaii: :iconjeffthekillerplz:
When was the last time half of this fandom actually read a C
Karkat x Reader ~ River Tubing Arc 2 Part 3"D'you like it," you asked Karkat with a huge grin as he hungrily ate the pancakes. He glared when you stifled a laugh.More Like This
"Where are your bandages?" Oh. Those. Time to try to lie.
"It's a fire hazard to have something like that hanging off of your body, so I-I took them off," you smoothly managed. You weren't sure that that was actually true, but it wasn't technically a lie. He rubbed his temple in response.
"Since when did you have any concern over anything like that?" Shiiiiiiiit....
"...S-since I, er.... s-since..."
"Put the bandages back on." Aw hellllll no.
"No! 'M not going to! You can't make me!"
"[Name]," he said using a surprisingly calm voice. His hands went to his hips.
"I don't care how sassy your body language is, I dun't need 'em! You can't make me put 'em on!"
Whiiiiiich is how we got to this monstrosity you call an event, AKA whe
Karkat VersionMore Like This
Homestuck x Half Neko!Child!Reader
Karkat had been walking down the street, annoyed. As usual, John and Dave were being asses, his fellow trolls were being themselves, and he just couldn't take the noise anymore. So, he decided to go out, in the rain, not bothering to tell anyone that he was leaving, and he had no idea where he was heading.
Of course, with his luck, he had ended up in the middle of town, near the park. At least he knew the way back. As he was passing an alley, he heard a soft sneeze.
He froze. Had he really….? There it was again. Who the fuck would be out here in the rain?!?!
Glancing around quickly, he darted into the alley. He looked around, looking for the source of the sound. He didn't have to look-he heard the sound again and immediately pinpointed it.
The sound had come from a medium-sized box that was on its side. Something was moving slightly in it. Cautiously, Karkat approached it, kneeling down. Upon looking inside, he found a shocking site.
Karkat x Reader ~ A Little Bit of Mischief INTROYou smiled to yourself. You and your dear sprite had been training your god tier powers for what seemed like ages, and now it was the time for you to pull off the most elaborate and sensitive acting you would ever do.More Like This
Your name is [name], and you are now a full-fledged [class] of Form.*
You pull up Trollian on your husktop for the first time in about three months, leaving you vulnerable to the waves of trolling you are almost certainly about the receive. Sure enough, you are now being trolled by your Moirail, Kanaya.
grimAuxiliatrix [GA] began trolling unspokenMischief [UM] at 2:15
GA: Hello Again [Name]
GA: It Has Been Quite A Long Time Since We Last Spoke
UM: X3 - It haS, haSn't It...
UM: X3 - I'vE FInISHEd My traInIng...
UM: X3 - alSo, I HavE a Favor to aSk of you, dEar moIraIl...
GA: What Is It
UM: X3 - I nEEd you to watCH ovEr My youngEr SIStEr whIlE I wrap up SomE thIngS...
GA: You Have A Sister
UM: X3 - I Forgot to MEnTIon hEr, dIdn't I???
GA: It Would Appear That Way
[ dark water ] karkat x reader [ .o5 ]Biting your lip, you closed the cabin door as quietly as possible behind you. Due to your extraordinary memory, you had remembered every creak and moan the rickety shack made, which made your getaway easier.More Like This
With the cool air on your back, you made haste of maneuvering to the pond. You were so excited, meeting Karkat so late!
Maybe you shouldn't be so excited, his father had said to look after you... But then again, why would be want to teach you how to swim if he was only to look after you?
Huffing off the ideas, you looked over the hill to see the moon-reflecting waters of the killer of a pond.
His eyes scanned you as you gently hung your towel over one of the excessive chairs laid near the wooden pier.
With a silent agreement, you both began shedding your extra layers. It was suprisingly warm for nighttime, not that you minded. Standing there in nothing but your [f/c] bikini, you awkwardly trapped your one arm. Karkat huffed, throwing his sweatshirt next to his towel.
"Ready?" He as
So Karkalicious : Reader x Karkat Part 6More Like This
You blink at look down at the boy underneath you. Your face is flushed as you stared at him. A groan from him sends you out of your daze and you scrabble to stand up. “Oh! S-sorry Karkat!” He glare at you as you stand up, brushing off the imaginary dust that clung to your clothes. Karkat pushs himself up onto his elbows and he watchs you for a moment before going to stand up. You offer him a hand and he gratefully takes it, helping himself up.
By now most everyone had gone to lunch apart from the odd student or two. You glance behind you, looking at the art room doorway and expecting to see Nepeta and Dirk but instead of seeing them you just see a slip of paper on the floor. You frown and bend down to pick it up. Scrawled in green and orange ink is a message from Dirk and Nepeta. It reads;
Exchange Student (Karkat x Reader) part 8Ever since you and Karkat had that talk about his races' relationship, you couldn't stop thinking about it. He has someone he loves. Someone he may not see again. You sighed, then decided to try not to let it get in the way of your Spring Break. You went out of your room to see that Silver and Karkat were still asleep. Apparently the early-in-the-morning school times had finally got to him. He was out for the count.More Like This
You then turned your attention to your computer. He seemed to have been messaging his friends. It makes sense; him being away from them for so long... Wait-shit you thought about it again.
You logged him out and decided to go on to deviantArt. As you checked your inbox, you could see that you had a note. You clicked on it curiously to find that it was sent by obsessive fandom writer: MetaGiga.
'Heya, _______! You know how much I get into stuff, right?? Well, I got into something called Homestuck a few days ago. Check it out when you get the chance. I think you'll like it!'