A Red Kind Of Pale(KurTuna) by DerangedDenny, literature
Literature
A Red Kind Of Pale(KurTuna)
Mituna was just finishing up the last flyer for his super fucking awesome wriggling day party he was going to have at his house. It was going to be so fucking rad! He already decorated his house for the occasion in nothing but red and blue streamers, and yellow balloons. And boy, did those balloons take a lot of work getting air in. But, Mituna was use to be light-headed so it didn't really matter now did it? Once everything was done, his posters were made, the cake which he made himself was cooling down and was going to be decorated later, his stereo system was set up, with a little help from his younger brother Sollux last weekend befo
I'm Sorry Dave(COMISH) by DerangedDenny, literature
Literature
I'm Sorry Dave(COMISH)
It was a very dark awakening to us both. Especially Bro. I could not believe how something such as this could leave him so broken. Make him look as though he had lost everything, I felt bad for him. After all, we are related, there had to be some kind of empathy there. This was no the cool thing to do. Ever since I was small, I was taught to never let out any emotion. To never let anyone see the real me, to always keep my cool. But seeing Bro like this just... tore me apart. The only thing the elder would come out of his room for was to get food, and that was on rare occasions. He had begun to thin out way more than he should. He used an
Purple blood dripped down from a clown's wrists as it reached his arms until it would pool onto the blood-stained floor. Across from Karkat's cell of and institute was Gamzee's cell. The humans had taken over everything. Everything. Alternia was gone. Any free troll would hide and plead not to be found. But those who were unfortunate were kept for testing and observation. Rooms that were of a prison, both containing Alternians and human criminals. The noises of groaning and cries out from pain and suffering echoed among the concrete walls. Gamzee, the highblood, was so horrid and misbehaving, that the guards had to chain him up because he
Homestuck: One of a Kind by ParadoxProphet, literature
Literature
Homestuck: One of a Kind
Dave remembered what it had been like before the game. The two of them would talk about how they would meet each other, how they would spend their time, where they would go together. It all seemed so far away now. That was when she was his Rose. His beautiful, one-of-a kind Rose. It had only taken one game, one day, to change all of that.
Now the trolls were in the picture. Rose soon became someone else's. He didn't blame her, they were techinically siblings so being with him might've weirded her out, but he still felt a pit in his chest. Even when he found someone for him, the pit was still there. Reminding him of what could've happened.
T
Science Can't Explain The Best Of Miracles by shikamarugirl818, literature
Literature
Science Can't Explain The Best Of Miracles
This small thing...this small, amazing thing...
Come up to meet ya, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
As Gamzee came up behind him, wrapping the pink sheet around their waists, Tavros could almost hear the calming thump of their hearts, like they were sharing the same chest. By the window, night pitch against the glass, Tavros had never felt so connected and knew that they were now true matesprits. They'd be nigh unbreakable now... "Come away from the window," Gamzee whispered, "it's cold out there."
I had to find you, tell you I need ya
And tell you I set you apart
He felt Gamzee's hand bunch in the fabric of the she
Can I Crawl Into Bed With You? by shikamarugirl818, literature
Literature
Can I Crawl Into Bed With You?
A sniffle in the darkness. Still wide awake, partially illuminated by the street lights of Manhattan, Tavros waited a beat before glancing at the other bed in the dorm. Gamzee was shaking softly, his face buried in his hands, turned towards Tavros.
Crying.
Gamzee was crying.
Swallowing thickly, Tavros shifted under his blankets, the soft brushing of cloth much louder than anticipated in the still room. Gamzee's body instantly stilled. "You're still awake?" he breathed, muffled against his hands. Sitting up slowly, the older boy nodded and rested back against his arms, shivering for the chilly air in the room. "What are you doing, um, b-bei
TECH SUPPORT (KARKAT X SOLLUX) PART 3 by BroadwayKarkat, literature
Literature
TECH SUPPORT (KARKAT X SOLLUX) PART 3
Sollux: 2hiit...fuck ii me22ed up agaiin....*runs hands through hair and sighs*
Karkat: *pulls his knees up to his chest and sighs* -FUCK. FUCK THIS WHOLE SITUATION. IF I
HADN'T LOOKED UP AT THE WRONG TIME, THINGS WOULD BE JUST FINE. I COULD STILL ACT LIKE
NOTHING WAS WRONG. AND WE COULDV'E STILL BEEN FRIENDS. AND IT WOULDN'T HAVE TURNED OUT
LIKE THIS. AWKWARD AS FUCK. I HATE THIS... I HATE THIS SO MUCH..-
Sollux: -what do ii do now?-
Karkat: -AND I'VE BEEN STAYING UP EVERY NIGHT JUST TO TALK TO HIM AND NOW I'M FAILING MY
CLASSES. GOD DAMMIT WHY DO I EVEN FUCKING BOTHER?-
Feferi: ((her quirk is annoying as hell so I'm not gonna us
.: Please Don't Cry Vriska :. by LeenaZenyo, literature
Literature
.: Please Don't Cry Vriska :.
This is the story of the dream that influenced me to adore Vriska.
Maybe it was branched off of the EriSol fic I was reading because I really loved how Vriska was portrayed in it. Strange though that somehow she snuck into the dream, everything else seemed normal.
The dream was set in the small town of Konohana [now, this name would only ring a bell if you've ever played Harvest Moon: TOTT]. This town was a laid back sort of town with many houses that could only remind me of toned down version of a shrine. Many of the houses were made of wood, the roads were made from dry red clay, and the children frolicked around without a care in the wor