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BelieveYou like to pretend.
You like to pretend that the wind swirling through the trees and rustling through your hair is his own creation. You imagine that eventually he’ll come out of wherever he’s hiding and tackle you to the ground, laughing his ass off about how ‘you should’ve seen your face!’ or something.
You like to hope.
You like to hope that the thunderstorms and heavy windstorms that frequent your town are his as well- he’s scared, or worried, or maybe he’s sad. Maybe it is you that quells those storms, muttering ‘it’s okay, it’s okay,’ in the safety of your home- perhaps he hears you, and thinks he’s scaring you. Maybe you’ve just calmed him down.
You like to dream.
You like to dream that one day you’ll escape this horrible nightmare, and when you do, he’ll be there to hold you and talk to you and just be there for you as you quiver. Maybe he’ll ask if you’re alright, maybe he
JohnKat ChristmasYour name is JOHN EGBERT and it is the HOLIDAY SEASON. To say you are excited is a understatement. One of the many reasons would be that this is the first year you will have the trolls with you, and you are very excited. Mainly, the exciting thing is that you're spending the holidays with your favorite troll, KARKAT VANTAS.
This excites your for a variety of reasons. One would be explaining all the entertaining parts of holidays, like food and candy, and by gods, even mother fucking SANTA CLAUS. A second reason would be going through all the holiday traditions with someone who has never been through them before. Did trolls have a Christmas? Did they get presents and have a tree and mistletoe and all that? Who even knows! But one of your favorite reasons to be excited is really very simple.
It is the fact that you are just, happily, spending this time with Karkat.
“Well, it's just kind of a thing that happens.”
“You cut down a fucking tree.”
Johnkat- Flushed for you
"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
It's simply my way to cope. Johnkat versionKarkat was in the midst of cutting. He sliced a wound into his wrist and he watched the blood slowly drip around the edges and fall to the ground. His roommate wasn't home and he also made sure to lock the bathroom door. He heard his roommate open the front door. Fuck, he was in middle of slicing the third cut up his arm. There was a knock on the bathroom door as he roommate complained he had to piss. Fuck his life.
John knocked on the bathroom door waiting for his roommate Karkat to come out so he could finaly piss. Damn why was Karkat always in the bathroom. Soon the door opened and out stepped a pale Karkat tugging at his sleeves. John always wondered why he was tugging at them.
Karkat retreated back to his room. A few drops of blood hit the carpet on his way. Blood kept oozing over his wrists like lava pooling over a mountain. He grabbed his emergency back up kit and got to work. Hopefully, John wouldn't be stupid enough to walk in on him. It was his own fucking room after all.
JohnKat: I can't fix you.“I’m sorry”, the words came as a whisper, and he held his love close to his chest as tears fell down his face. “If only I’d been faster, maybe I could’ve saved you”, a candy red painted his clothes and his shoulders shook violently. He had flown away from the others, they understood.
“Heh, isn’t it a little bit unfair though? You said you’d never leave me, but here we are”, he bit his lip trying to keep his voice steady as he spoke. “I love you Karkat. I really do. Dammit…” he clung tight to the troll, not wanting to let go.
He couldn’t hold it in anymore. He screamed and cried until his throat ached and when his energy ran out he lay down on the ground, whimpering and sobbing, whispering the name of someone who would never come back. From the sadness came anger, anger at the world for letting his matesprit die, anger at himself for not being able to save him, he cursed everything. The wind pic
Kiss me again -KarJohn-"John, this shit is stupid." Karkat complained, sneering at the screen.
The human lazily threw his arm around the grumpy troll. "Shush Karkat! This is my favorite part!"
The troll held his breath, his heart skipping beats at the touch. The human had touched him plenty of times before but there was just something about being close to him that Karkat felt comfort in.
"You say that every five seconds fuckass!"
John ignored him, his eyes fixated on the movie screen where Nic Cage was doing something heroic that Karkat cared nothing about. He swore the derpy kid had a gay crush on the actor but nooooooooooo: he was not a homosexual.
"Yep, I'm out of here."
He pushed himself to his feet but John grabed his arm and gave him a pouty look.
"You can't leave yet Karkat."
John yanked on the troll's sleave, causing him to topple backwards and on top of the human, who just giggled.
Karkat froze. He could deal with most of John's cuteness without batting an eyelash but that giggle could n
AloneYour name is Karkat Vantas and you have no idea why you're shaking. It feels like someone blew a hole through you and you have no idea why. You feel like everyone is watching you but no one is looking at you. You're just kind of standing near the door to the computer lab and watching everyone at the computers. Terezi is trolling Dave you think, and Gamzee is talking to Tavros maybe? You can't tell because his mass of hair blocks almost all of the screen. John is on his weird looking laptop at one of the table/desk things. A couple of the other trolls and humans are in the room as well, but you're not really paying much attention to them.
You think if you stay there much longer you're going to fall over and start screaming, so you stumble into the hallway, trying not to trip so no one notices there's something wrong with you. You don't want anyone to notice, you can't trust any of them because you're alone, you're alone, you've been alone this whole time and you didn't notice because yo
Karkat Wont Say He's In Love"I had alot of fun today Karkat," John giggled as he stood at the front door. He had spent the whole day with Karkat just
haning out and watching troll movies. "Thanks for letting me come over."
"Yeah yeah whatever fuckass."
"It sucks that you have to go in to the lab now."
Karkat looked up at the derpy faced kid, feeling his face heating up. What was it about this kid that made him so flustered.
He thought that if he acted like a complete jackass, mabey the kid would end up hating him but no; John wanted to be his
"Well I would take you with me if I could but I can't." Karkat lied. He knew nobody would care if the human hung around with them
but Karkat found him distracting.
"Do you want me to fly you there so you don't have to walk?"
John scooped him up in his arms as they took to the sky. He remembered being terrified the first time John had taken him
flying but he was used to it now. He had to admit, the close proximity made him more frusterated than he
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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