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
Eira's Interview. Part Two.Nodding nervously in reply to the Dunmer's request for a break, I get up from my improvised rocky seat and spend quite some time hovering about, pointedly seeking out some unknown object on the darkened horizon, and doing my utmost not to cast any intrusive glances at my interviewee and her companion.More Like This
Oh gods, this is embarrassing - disastrously so. Trust my blundering little self to mess things up... And just as I was beginning to make such fantastic progress - just as the Dragonborn was slowly opening up to me!.. And there was Serjo Sero with his snide remarks, too... Now the Dragonborn is too upset to finish!
The situation is starting to look pretty bleak, and I brace myself for approaching the Dragonborn and calling the entire interview off - but then, suddenly, she straightens up, with an abrupt sort of gesture, as if she is dusting herself off - and asks, no, orders me, in her former commanding tone, to continue the interview.
It must be that determination of hers coming in