askerian: Serious Karkat in a red long-sleeved shirt (Default)
sionnachsskulk asked: Equius♣Vriska♣Tavros, first official date, mood: awkward/flirty

1k.

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"For the last time, cease hitting yourself," Equius said sternly, and left the remote engaged for another two seconds before Vriska surrendered with a groan. Equius inspected her face with a glance; her dead eye now had a bruised cheekbone to go with, but he suspected she would only see it as a "badass enhancer" if he pointed it out, or at least irritatingly pretend she did. Anyways as long as she wasn't bleeding offering her healing cream might nudge a bit close to pale territory.

Sitting on the other operation table, Tavros had a hand on his mouth and his ridiculously powerful shoulders were shaking visibly. Which wouldn't have been an issue, except that Vriska was starting to glare again, and she would become unmanageable if she suspected him of bias.

"Was there something funny, lowblood."

"Um, no? I'm, uh. Muscle spasms." He grinned guilelessly. Read more... )
askerian: Serious Karkat in a red long-sleeved shirt (HS_Karprettyred)
950 words.

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Meulin told her Light and Seer, when Rose always thought herself Mind or perhaps Doom. (Seer, she has less of a strong opinion about. Not active at all, but the thirst for knowledge fits near perfectly.) Meulin said with Dirk's voice, and laughed too high and too loud, and does Rose trust her?

Not very much. Enough to risk this.

They're used to seeing her coming and going, the neighbors, and none of them remember that today, at this hour, none of her family will be here. (Especially not Dave. Especially not him.) None of the neighbors really care in this neighborhood, anyway.

She doesn't even step inside the Striders' apartment anyway. Cal is on the steps leading up to the roof; she arches a querying eyebrow at him and picks him up, carries him on her shoulder to the roof.

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askerian: Serious Karkat in a red long-sleeved shirt (Default)
In this part, Karkat♠John and John♦Vriska.

Will likely be more fics in this 'verse.

I wanted one for Jade but she was disturbingly competent and doesn't even live near any people to have culture clashes with. *disgruntled*

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-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --

CG: ALRIGHT, YOU FESTERING SHITWHIFF.
CG: IT IS THE EVENING OF THE THIRD DAY WE HAVE BEEN OUT OF THAT HELL-FORGED GAME.
CG: AND THE THIRD DAY YOUR FREAKISH BROWN MUG HAS BEEN CONSIDERABLY IMPROVED, BY THE BY.
CG: YOU GOT ONLINE. YOU WERE THEREFORE NOT DEAD ON ARRIVAL.
CG: AFTER DUE PRESSURE VRISKA TELLS ME YOU HAVE BEEN COMMUNICATING WITH HER. YOU THEREFORE DID NOT DIE AFTERWARDS IN SOME LUDICROUS PAIL-RELATED INCIDENT.
CG: HAVING ESTABLISHED THAT YOU ARE ALIVE AND IN POSSESSION OF UNBROKEN KEY-POKING FRONDS, *WHY HAVE YOU NOT BEEN TO ANY OF THE FUCKING CHATROOMS*, JOHN ASSHAT WHINEBUTT EGBERT.
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askerian: Serious Karkat in a red long-sleeved shirt (Default)
I was getting so tired of sitting on this. Of course as always it's a HUGE chapter already, and not even half of what I wanted to happen in it has happened yet, so that makes things unbalanced and the pacing awkward. It's mostly socializing and character dynamics; the next scene ought to be Plotty Planning and the last Kicking Ass & Taking Names, so it would kinda climb up and up re: tension, but they're proving hard to write. Jade isn't talking to me. ;___;

My paleTP is showing. Karkat♦Gamzee Forever! Also contains some Gamzee♥Tavros and Rose???Eridan. :3

Hit the tag for chapter one, I'm too lazy to link. And this is the WIP version so if you find anything that needs editing I'll be glad to hear it!

Wherein twelve trolls and four humans, having bonded in uncommon fashions and gained a significant amount of martial prowess through great hardships, decide to build their hives and live together in hard-won peace, henceforth proceeding to accidentally become the de facto Lord Protectors of the area and eventually changing the fabric of Society as we know it. Contains several instances of interspecies relationships, quadrant flipping, and scandalously out-quadrant concupiscent and conciliatory affairs, as well as several battle scenes containing numerous instances of minor-character culling and incredible badassitude.


It's not like you can turn around and tell the cluster of humans to control the constant flow of word-bile that spews forth from their ever-flapping facegashes, either, not when others are talking as well. You tried to enforce silence for maybe ten minutes at the very start of the walk; it was of course doomed to failure, you don't know what possessed you to hope it wouldn't be. )

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