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Rewind Please Ch 18“Egbert, are you ready?” Karkat asks softly, leaning against the doorway behind you.
“Yeah, just a second,” you rasp, wiping at your eyes again.
Sliding your glasses back onto your nose, you let your eyes focus on the mirror in front of you. This past year should have aged you beyond your years. Even at about seven Alternian solar sweeps, or seventeen Earth years, you can see the the bags under Karkat’s eyes with painful clarity. In the privacy of your bedroom, he assured you that his natural life span will probably exceed even Feferi’s, but you’d never know it by looking at him. You, however, look like you’re in your prime. Immortality does have its perks, you suppose.
“Come on, John,” Karkat prods, pulling you out of your daze with a hand on your shoulder.
With a sigh, you pull your hood up and follow him out of the apartment the two of you share. The nice old woman who lives next door drops her newspaper when she sees you d
Amy Destiny MitchellAmy grows up in a crowded house with numerous siblings. Despite the crowded conditions and common fights, Amy cares for her half-brothers and half-sisters. Her mother is unmarried and all of her children have a different father (with the exception of the twins, Riley and David), but there is a man that lives with them and that all of the children call “Dad.” He’s the only one who seems to not be anyone’s actually father. Growing up, her biggest dream is to be a proper mother. When she is 13, Amy begins to develop her abilities as a supernatural. Her eyes, which are already an oddly bright shade of blue, begin to lighten and brighten as she grows more skilled. Abnormally light, bright blue eyes mark her as a “static shifter,” or a shapeshifter that has a visible trait that makes them identifiable. This is due to having human genes mixed with shapeshifter genes and is only found in impure shifters. As she spends most of her time in the “real worl
Rewind Please Ch 17The group filters out and starts moving with an intensity that you haven’t seen since Bec Noir. Everyone is working together as if they’re part of the same machine. One of the god tiers is by the closet passing clothes back to everyone else. Those that haven’t reached god tier yet are helping each other with various outfits. Terezi is getting a bit of help from Sollux with the gloves of her old FLARP costume. Feferi is fussing over the god tiers, helping them shimmy into hoods and get wings situated. Out of nowhere, a soft blue bag is thrown over your head. It takes a moment of panicked struggling for you to realize that it’s your hood.
“Suit up, windy boy,” Karkat smiles, standing behind you in his normal clothes.
Actually, not quite. His shirt is less baggy and pulled tightly against his wrists, making them appear even smaller than they are. Instead of the usual baggy jeans, he’s wearing something that looks almost like grey pajama bottoms. T
Rewind Please Ch 16-- caligulasAquarium [CA] began trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --
CA: okay i knoww your probably sleepin right noww but ivve got a meetin so ivve gotta be quick
CA: and i knoww youre not answwerin cause you think im gonna try to drag kar back ovver here but that isnt it so itd be really cool if youd start answwerin my messages wwhen i send em
CA: i mean cmon its been like a fuckin month
CA: i told you last wweek that the empress sent all but three ships out to the next planet
CA: wwell wwevve got some good newws for you
CA: wwe managed to spread out a bit an get things done
CA: im on the main ship an almost all a the crewws on our side
CA: nep an eq got about half a their ship turned
CA: and vvris and tavv think they got somewwhere around a third
CA: wwere ready wwhen you are
-- caligulasAquarium [CA] ceased trolling ectoBiologist [EB] --
You sigh grimly as you realize why Karkat rushed downstairs after handing you the pda. Brain working at a million miles an hour, you float w
Rewind Please Ch 15Your name is John Egbert and it has been about three weeks since you and Dave Strider stopped talking. You don’t care about that anymore, or at least you’re doing your best to pretend you don’t. Dave wasn’t an essential cornerstone in your life or anything, right? Things have been too distracting for you to care, anyway, because while its been something around three weeks since you last spoke to Dave Strider, it’s been a week and a half since Karkat left.
CA: hey john ivve got some bad newws
CA: an before i evven start im goin to say im sorry
CA: in about twwo minutes some trolls youvve nevver met are goin to showw up at your hivve
CA: theyre not on our side
CA: theyre comin for kar
CA: i knoww you dont want to let him go okay trust me i do
CA: if anyone is goin to understand its goin to be me
CA: so i knoww its a fuckin shitty feelin
CA: but trust me
CA: please just trust me
CA: an let him go
CA: i swwear to you that ill get him back to you
Long DistanceGod damn it, where is that boy? It’s a full thirty minutes and counting past when he should have been home. What if something happened to him? He’s not in the best part of town, maybe someone jumped him or something? What if someone tried to rob the place that he works at? No, he works at a pizza delivery place. Well, maybe someone he delivered to tried to rob him. What if they kidnapped him and are holding him for ransom? I don’t have enough money to pay.
Oh thank god.
“There he is! Sorry, Jade, but I’ve got to go now.”
“No problem, Rose! Tell Dave I said hi!”
“Sure thing. Have a safe flight and say hello to John for me.”
“Okay! Good night!”
Within moments of hanging up with Jade, I’m getting called by a certain blond idiot.
“Hey!” he grins when I pick up, waving into the webcam.
“It’s been too long, Strider,” I deadpan, glancing at the clock. “You’re late.”
Rewind Please Ch 14The basement is definitely more crowded now, but there's a light in everyone's eyes that you've never seen before. An undertone of excitement seems to buzz within the group. A dim chatter fills the concrete room and brings a smile to your lips. Everyone sounds full of hope now; maybe they'll be able to carry that into the fight. You wave your hand uncertainly, if not a little awkwardly, and slowly the heads turn to you.
"We need to decide what to do," you announce, smile firmly in place. "If anyone has an idea, just shout it out and we can figure out how to move from there."
Perhaps not, you think as you watch everyone glance around. There's no confidence in their eyes now and the light from before is fading fast. Just when you're about to start asking dumb questions to poke at their brains - questions that would most likely accomplish nothing but making you look like an idiot - heavy footsteps sound on the stairs. Of course, by heavy you mean manly and by manly you mean your dad's. He
Rewind Please Ch 13The house seems almost eerie, much like it did on stormy nights back in your early childhood. The light lands on the floor in lines, shining through the blinds persistently. Part of you thinks for a moment that this has to all be a dream. You'll walk into the kitchen and be assaulted with yet another stack of cakes. After a moment of father-son strife, your dad will give you a tight hug while you tell him all about your terrifying nightmare. A pressure in your hand brings you back to reality. Without realizing it, you'd stopped at the entrance to the kitchen.
"Come on, John. You can't avoid it forever," Karkat speaks softly, more gentle than he ever was in the game.
You nod wordlessly and walk through the empty kitchen and into the utility room. The doors to the basement are open already. Karkat starts down ahead of you, letting go of your hand so that you can turn around to close the doors behind you. The stairs creak, warped from the constant dampness in the basement, and everyone kn
Rewind Please Ch 12Your name is John Egbert and you're too busy snogging the hell out of your best troll friend to notice that your best non-troll friend has walked in. Karkat moves a hand to your hair, claws tapping against your skull and making you shiver, and you raise your other hand to his face. At that, Dave decides to make his presence known.
"What the fuck?" he asks, startling you both. "Seriously John, we have a lot more important things to do right now than reconsider our sexualities."
You can feel your face growing hot. When you kissed Karkat you weren't really thinking, let alone thinking about whether or not it was a good time for this. Now you're remembering just how bad of a time it is. You can feel Dave's glare through his shades.
"Come on, Egbert, you're supposed to be doing shit," Dave tells you, motioning toward the kitchen.
Karkat shifts, staring up at you with panic flaring in his wide eyes. Without a hint of regret, you wish silently that Dave had stayed in the kitchen. After a mome
Tainted | Snk x Male!Reader [Chapter 1]
Don't forget to go read the prologue.
The sun shone brightly against the backdrop of a baby blue sky; clouds hovering overhead in all their fluffy glory. It was hot enough to be wearing short sleeved shirts, but the uniform of the Trainee Corps restricted the access to having a cool day. It didn't help that the trousers were scratchy and tight, and it didn't help that the jacket clung to their scrawny arms. However, none of the recruits seemed to be complaining. Each had a dream; each had a goal to accomplish. There wasn't a single soul stood on these particular ground that was there just to simply be there. Some had the hopes of making it into the Military Police, where they'd be safe in the center of the walls and never have to worry about dying a painful death to the Titans. These young men and women could be viewed as cowards by some people, but others admired them. Whilst other people chose to deal with lives in their respective district, the people stood here at lea
The Princess Saves HerselfCisna Duchy, a princess of great royal status was quickly approaching her 21st birthday and upon be coming of age her father the King would step down and hand the crown and throne over to her as years of tradition dictated.
However, if Cisna was unable to make it to the coronation, her cousin Isara would then be made queen instead. Everyone thought the two cousins loved and got along with each other but deep down Isara badly wanted to become the next queen
On the eve of her coronation some bandits broke into the castle on the orders of Isara to kidnap Cisna.
Cisna who had dark long hair had just finished her bath and was settling down to go to sleep in her bed clad in her long dark pink dress robe with white thick socks and just as she was closing her eyes she heard a soft struggle outside her doors. As she got up the door to her bedroom opened and the bandits came rushing in with her maid bound and thickly gagged and held between one of their arms.
"No! Let her go!" Cisna cried
Snooper PrimeLiz Daioyu waved goodbye to the police as they transported an upcoming girl power gang away to jail. Liz was enjoying a nice evening of finding herself a late treat like ice cream or a big cookie when she noticed some delinquent female teenagers gathering in a back alley. Being the snooper she was, Liz decided to put her late night sweet raid on hold and checked it out.
Naturally she had uncovered the group planning on a massive property raid which if they had their way would leave several male only orientated places egged, full of graffiti and other things that would cost hundreds of dollars in repairs and clean up. Before Liz could get away she was spotted, tied up and tossed in a dumpster to enjoy the smell of bad garbage till they could deal with her later on. Struggling in the dumpster, she had found something sharp and used it to get free and managed to tip off the cops just in time to catch them in the act.
"Alright, for all that I should get myself two ice cream cones." Liz sai
Blood, Sweat and Tears Ch 05
Blood Sweat and Tears Ch 05
Bertrand spent last night at Nadia’s place doing tons of activities with Nadia. Most of the time they spent watch TV together and play board games. It was a fun experience. It made him forget everything that happened before. The day ended with him training with Nadia.
Bertrand twisted and turned in his sleep, feeling uncomfortable. He’s sleeping on Nadia’s father’s bed. It could fit one person and that should give him enough space since he’s small, unless somebody was sleeping next to him. Besides that, he felt someone’s hands resting on top of his chest.
“Mm…,” He slowly opened his eyes and looked down through his groggy eyes. Yup, it’s a hand. It took him a few seconds to realize Nadia was beside him, sleeping. He didn’t recall her sleeping with him. “Oh….,”
“Hrmm….,” Nadia wrapped her arms around his body and pulled him towards her. Ber
Deadpool vs. RED Team Prelude
Ray: Mercenaries, you pay them enough money or offer them a reward they can’t refuse and they will do everything in their power to put their brains on the floor.
Steel: And this is a first timer in two different ways. First off is that a veteran from last season is returning…
Ray: Deadpool, the Merc with a Mouth…
Steel: And the second first-time for us is that this is the first time a team fights a solo individual. That team is none other than the Teufort Mercs of “Team Fortress 2”.
Ray: Because each of the TF2 mercs brings a crapton of customizable weapons and gear, we will be using some standard gear and weapons/gadgets that are unique only to them.
Steel: He’s Ray and I’m Steel…
Ray: And it’s our job to analyze the weapons, armor, and skills of these combatants to find out who would win a DEATH BATTLE…
A bully and his Nerd chap 3
Siv smiled tossing the ball. It swirled on the rim and fell in. Siv smirked looking at Grant who growled, “No fucking fair. Your not suppose to be good at sports,” He whined acting like he was a kid. Siv tossed the ball to him, “Aww does baby need a bottle. I told you I could whoop your ass,” He said in a taunting manner. Grant hit him in the head with the ball, “Oh shut it Geek!” He grumbled. Siv snickered a little. Grant looked at him. Damn he’s so cute , He thought. Siv rubbed the back of his headed and smiled at Grant. The basketball player smiled back, “That was fun,” Siv said grabbing his bookbag. “But now I have to go. I have a shitload of homework to do,” He said waving and leaving without another word. Grant watched him leave smiling a little bit.
When Siv got home he was stopped by Brittany, “Sup’?” Brittany smirked. “Hey Brit. Finish your homework?” He asked. Brittany nodd
Attack on Titan x Reader - I'm in the Band (Ch. 6)Chapter Six: Commencement
As was the routine for the week, my phone’s alarm went off, waking me up, and a few minutes later it played Marco’s ringtone.
“I can’t believe we have to be up this early on a Saturday,” I grumbled into the phone.
“Aw, it’s not that early,” said Marco over the speaker.
I instinctively raised an eyebrow. “Is there still dew on the ground?”
“Well, yeah, I think so, but—”
“Then it is that early, Marcy.” I slid out of bed, feeling the chilly air from the AC hit my skin when I left the warmth of the covers. “You guys going to Chik-Fil-A this morning? I could use a pick-me-up.”
“Yeah,” he replied, a smile in his voice. “I’ll pick you up in a half hour, okay?”
“Now that we have the opener figured out,” Levi started as he took a sip of his tea, “does anyone have problems with the
Kile and Gib Role-Play: Revenge 3
Kile felt like his life line just snapped and he swallowed at his tightening throat. "..... You... don't hate me too much... right?" he asked quietly, bringing his knees to his chest as he wobbled in the air.
Gib stood up from the floor and then flopped back onto the couch. "I don't hate you, but that doesn't mean I don't want some fun in having a little bit of payback. But..." Gib rubbed at his face. "...I can't think of a way of tormenting you that I'd enjoy. I mean, I don't want to taste or eat you. That's just going to make me sick."
Kile sighed relief that Gib wasn't thinking on tasting him, that was one of the worst things he hated about being small. But when it did happen, most of the time nobody tasted him for long because they said he tasted too salty or he tasted like cabbage. He never mentioned that though of course. "Then what? Whatever it is just get it over with so I can change out of my clothes. I don't like being in soggy clothing." he g
A Strange Beauty: Chapter 2
Alex dug her nails into her scalp, she could not believe this. Why did nothing ever go right for her? First it was bullying, then it was the death of her parents, then masculosis, and now she becomes a girl!? This was too much to handle, Alex just sat on the hospital room floor rocking back and forth in a complete mental breakdown. Maria laid a hand on Alex's shoulder, "Alex..." "You should leave," Alex snapped, still shocked at the femininity of her new voice. Maria jerked her hand back, her eyes welling up with tears.
"How could you say that, Alex? What has Maria ever done to betray you?" Lucas looked at Alex with an offended glare.
"I'm not a guy anymore, why should Maria stick by my side?" Alex nearly choked on her words, she averted her gaze from everyone. "I'm sorry Maria, but I think our relationship is-" Before Alex could finish her sentence Maria grabbed Alex by the collar of her hospital gown (I looked it up) and before Alex knew what was going on her lips were locked with Ma
3 -- LightThis light. It burns. I don't understand why because everyone always says that light is good. It doesn't feel good. It feels like pain. It shows me the truth of everything that I don't want to see. The scene of a murder is found in the daylight. The lonely child stands under the streetlight. The runaway teenager leaves by moonlight. Tearful wishes are made by starlight. So why does everyone say that light is so good? I think that it would be better if we were all bathed in darkness
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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