GET OFF YOUR ASS Karkat x ReaderGET OFF YOUR ASSMore Like This
Karkat x Reader
The blood was rushing to your head as you hanged aimlessly over the edge of Karkat’s couch. You stayed over for a movie night with your buddy, because you both had been dying to see the new Will Smith movie. Now it was ten in the afternoon, you are tired, and you watched as the clean freak troll eagerly wiped away at the floor with his broom. For the millionth time that day he seemed to look up and glare at you, a glare that said ‘You moronic asswipe, come help me clean this dirt pile.’ You didn’t understand Karkat’s infatuation with cleanliness, but you weren’t going to question it. A few boring minutes passed, Karkat was still sweeping, he looked up at you again and this time he had enough. “[NAME]!! Get off your lazy ass and help me clean!” he shouted at you. You shrugged from your upside down position, which made your head tingle due to all the blood rushing to it. “Not my house brosif.&
Bittersweet - Chapter 6"Yo, wake up," a warm breathy whisper brushed against ____________'s cheek.More Like This
She shot up and grabbed her silver knife from beside the bed.
"Woah there, champ, no need to brandish your sword," the voice said. "Not like it'll do anything anyways."
"Who the hell are you?" she hissed.
"Gabriel, remember me?" he asked, snapping his fingers, clicking a light on. He ran a hand through his hair and smirked. "I saved your life about three and a half months ago?"
"Get out of my bedroom," she growled.
"No need to get defense-y, kiddo," he said, pulling a lollipop out of his pocket. "I've walked through your dreams before, so, you know, I probably know you better than you do."
________ glared at him. "Where the hell were you?"
"Yeah, I got caught up in some..." He winced. "Some sticky business, we'll say."
He pulled a couple Hershey's Kisses out of his pocket and tossed them to her.
"Thanks," she said, popping one into her mouth.
Gabriel stared at her, looking her up and do
Ondoliad. Song ISing with me, muse, of a curious world in another dimension,More Like This
Where digital pixels have merged with the gods of Olympus.
Altered beyond recognition, their noble visage
Now mirrors the features of mortals inhabiting Skyrim.
Lo! Reclining against scores of cloud-shaped cushions,
Lightning bolt in each hand, rests a bearded Dunmer.
Not covered by cloth, pelts of beasts, or by glimmering armour,
His body is ploughed by scars like a field nigh the time of planting.
His eyes, ruby-red, are like wine, cold and scorching and heady,
And his loins rest not from the hunger that drives him
To seek out young maidens, be they daughters of kings or of shepherds,
And to feast on the honey and milk of their passionate kisses.
'Tis Zeuseol, the ruler of gods, the father of heroes, the bringer of thunder.
Sing praise to him, muse! Sing of his strength and the fiery battlefield fury!
Descending from heights where he sits, enthroned in his splendour,
We traverse the expanse 'tween gods' realm and the home o
Ondoliad - Song IILike a tapestry woven by masters that know no rivals,More Like This
Our tale begins, with colourful threads intertwined.
Of these countless threads, is the brightest the maiden Kiare,
Whose sea-deep blue eyes are always alight with the spirit of laughter.
Friend to all those she meets, she is cherished by reverent mortals,
For she fetches for them items lost in remote dark caverns,
And protects them from beasts, and helps harvest their crops, in particular cabbage;
But most valued of boons that she grants when she kindles a friendship
Is boundless joy, which makes voices ring out in songs most heart-warming,
Quick to banish the cold that encroaches, stealthy, in winter,
As the hearth's gentle light fades away, and lone wolves do so howl in forests
(For angry they are, wretched beasts, and annoyed, being bound to carry
Odds and ends, such as rings, golden coins, and forks, in their fur long and mangy).
'Tis this blessing of joy that Kiare the happy, the youthful, the gleeful
Came to bring to the folk