muryllonunes

"Ha ha this is strange, but here goes…" you make a few signs, imitating the pictures you found online. Karkat does the same next you. You're both starting with the alphabet, going slow memorizing them together. "This is kind of fun," you tell him, but he just rolls eyes and shoves you off the bed. "Karkat," you pout, "we were making progress." CG: IT'S GOING TO TAKE FOREVER, WE SHOULD JUST STOP NOW. "Karkat." you say climbing back up. "Don't give up." He watches you go back to the screen and continue making signs. You feel his shoulder brush against yours and he's beside you following your hand movements. Smiling you lean against his s

"The Heir is dead, we have no breath." --- "John? John, bro, is that you?" "Hi Dave!" "Holy shit. It worked."  Dave ran forward and hugged the boy tightly. "Fuck, John, I missed you." "Missed me?" He asked, "I don't get it, Dave?" The blond started laughing quietly, "Of course you don't." He stepped back from John. "You're not him." He turned away and stared down at a card in his hand, "I should have known this was a dumb idea from the start. I'm a fucking moron." A hand rested on Dave's shoulder, "Dave?" "Get away from me!" he turned and swiped John's hand away. "Don't touch me!" "D-Dave?!" John backed away terror beginnin

The warmth leaked from his body. His shirt became damp with your tears.  You're not sure how long you sat there, sobbing over his body. Time seemed to stand still; your mind briefly flickered over to wonder if Dave or Aradia had stopped it for you, so you could cry forever. You looked up, trying to see through the water that gathered at your eyes. You could see the blurry figures of your friends, and the outlines of some of the trolls. Someone stepped forward and tried to tell you something; you screamed at them and returned to crying. Your whole body is shaking and you don't even remember summoning the wind that is swirling around

The forest was still as the hunters moved silently through the underbrush. Everyone was alert as the small group of four moved through the inky darkness. "Grandpa, I can't tell…" A young women whispered to an older man. "Can't tell what dear?" "I can't tell if we're hunting them, or we're being hunted," the girl replied. Her tone was serious and her grandfather didn't doubt a word she said. "Just keep moving, we'll get them, don't worry," her grandfather reassured her. "Remember, they're smart, but in the end they are animals just the same." She nodded and flipped the safety off her rifle. The small group of hunters resumed being qui

"How does this one look?" John stepped out of the dressing room. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, and a white t-shirt covered by a blue plaid button up. His feet were also adorned with a pair of blue converse shoes. "Gorgeous." Karkat replied from his seat on one of the plastic molded chairs across from the dressing room. John smiled. "This is what I'll get then!" John linked arms with Karkat, and they strode over to the checkout counter. Karkat noticed a rack of hats over to the side of the store. "Hey, I'll be over there while you check out, kay?" "Sure." John replied, putting his money on the counter. Karkat strode o

When you awoke your senses went overboard. There were so many scents, so many small sounds; you didn't know what to do or where to look. So you force your eyes shut and curled into a tighter ball. Once again you felt the sick side effects of having your submission reflex triggered. Everything was fuzzy but you knew where you were. The center. You're back at the center. The fucking center. Sounds are all around you. People are moving about, filling food containers and putting water in jugs, you can hear other trolls moving around, some whimpering, some growling even chirping in some cases. Your ears twitch and you pin them back in annoyanc

You're hesitant around him now. It's morning and the sun is just peaking up over the city. After the argument yesterday and all the shouting you feel like shit. He's still curled up on his bed on the floor in your living room. Karkat's chest is rising and falling slowly as he breathes. He's your pet, and your responsibility, a small chuckle escapes your lips, you remember when your dad would tell you to take care of the fish, or the cat you had growing up. Karkat's not like a fish though; you can't just feed him and walk away. Also, you joke darkly with yourself, you can't really flush his body down the toilet if he dies. It's way too early

You're dreaming again. It's hard to understand just what it is you dream of. There are fragments of scenes, things that almost seem to be recollections. A strange language, one you can almost make out…it's full of growls of clicks and noises you know your throat can make. There's a planet. One with a red-ish sky and moons of green and purple. Trolls live on this planet, trolls like you. Only…these trolls are free. Humans don't even seem to exist.  You know this is a dream, something so perfect can only exist in your mind. The scene shifts, your mind blanks for a second, two, then it's bright. So bright. Quickly your eye