#1wok

Zombiestuck/Sadstuck

Warning: Major C)(aracter Deat)(

T)(anks to gammaanomaly for supplying me wit)( t)(e plot!

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You look at the group of which you are leader.  There have been so many deaths… only four of the original twelve still live.  But Gamzee and Karkat are infected, while you and Nepeta still have healthy blood.  Nepeta is currently clutching your hand, occasionally glancing back at Karkat and Gamzee.  The former is holding up the latter and still attempting to shoosh pap the infection’s cloudiness out of his moirail’s think pan.  You are traversing the woods that used to be home to Terezi.  In fact you are searching for her old hive in the hope it will provide some sanction from the undead.

  “Best friend… Run.”  Gamzee’s voice was soft, but everyone heard it.  It had the anger in it from times when he was sober, but also contained the muddiness of the infection killing his think pan.  A weight is suddenly on your back, causing you to stumble… and lose Nepeta’s hand in the process.  You turn your head and see Karkat leaning on you, seemingly unconscious.  You also see Gamzee’s final turning.

  The yellow of his eyes are switched to black and his grey skin is replaced with a colour similar to the purple of his blood.  Some of his blood even drips from his mouth, where many of the teeth have become chipped or missing.  From him there is a growl, one so low you can feel it in your structural supporters more than you can hear it.

  Gamzee leaps at you, black claws posed to maim.  A clang rings out at the moment Gamzee’s charge is stopped.  Nepeta stands with her claws out right between your turned friend and Karkat and yourself.  She managed to catch Gamzee’s claws with only one set of hers, making the three on her other hand free.  With this opportunity she slashes down on his face, leaving three long scratch marks. 

  Gamzee jerks his head forward and clamps down on Nepeta’s hand, causing her to yowl.  She falls underneath him and his claws begin tearing her apart.  You stand there horrified.

  “Get Karkat and yourself out of here!”

  Her voice kicks you into action.  You pick up Karkat, toss him across your shoulder, and run.  You feel a want to go help Nepeta, but the image of her innards in Gamzee’s claws tells you that there is no saving her.  So you just keep running.  A terrible screech fills the forest… but is abruptly silenced.

  Karkat is breathing oddly…  From experience you know this is a sign that the turn is coming soon.  Gamzee had been breathing like this just a while ago… A very throaty inhale followed by a coughing exhale… You lower Karkat to the ground and kneel beside him.

  You finally notice a wetness on the back of your shirt, you place your hand back there to check it and it becomes wet with what you find is bright red blood.  You scramble over Karkat and discover that his head is bleeding… You suppose it must be from when Gamzee pushed him…  Before you can analyze the wound any further Karkat revives in your arms.  For a bit you just stare at each other.  Then his hand weakly rises to cup your cheek.

  “Feferi… I-” He starts violently coughing.

  “Don’t speak… you’re too weak.”  But he continues…

   I am f-” A spasm takes his body and he becomes frozen.  Black starts taking over his eyes and red his skin.  You feel a great ache in your heart and tears crowd your eyes.  You activate your strife specibus and retrieve your 2x3dentkind.

  “I am flushed for you too, Karkat,” you sob.  And you bring your weapon down upon your would be matesprit...

Feferi's:

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I’m a cuttlefish

And I want to cuddle you

  Karkat's:

ROSES ARE RED

VIOLETS ARE BLUE

THIS IS REELY STUPID

Human!Highschoolstuck~

Warning: Semi-Sassy/OOC!Karkat

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“I need a hero,

I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the end of the night,

He’s gotta be strong, and he’s gotta be fast, and he’s gotta be fresh from the fight,

I need a hero,

I’m holding out for a hero ‘til the morning light,

He’s gotta be sure, and he’s gotta be soon, and he’s gotta be larger than life~”

  Singing in a soft soprano, you rustle through your locker trying to determine which books you need for your homework this weekend. The final bell had finished its chiming a few minutes ago.  Now once you collect all you need you just have to wait here for your older sister to come by so she can drive you home.

  “I’m pretty sure you don’t need a hero.”  You turn your head and get an eyeful of black sweater.  Laughing, you straighten to better talk to your boyfriend, Karkat.

  “That’s why I’m singing the ironic version!” 

  “Ironic eh?” That raised eyebrow that is his usual reaction to your eccentrics shows upon his face once more.

  “Yeah, the band that was covering it wanted to make it so they were criticizing those who took the lyrics literally.  They were stating that thinking a woman needs some strong man in her life is BS.”

  “So basically what I just said about you not needing a hero?”

  “PRECISELY!”  Karkat responds to your huge, flashed smile with a small equivalent of his own.

  He leans against the locker besides yours and watches as you complete your process of stuffing your things in your backpack.  Once finished you hook it on your back and lean against your locker.  Face to face, you look down at your boyfriend and soundlessly giggle at him.  He returns with a breathless laugh of his own.

  “So can you still come tomorrow night?”

  “YEP!  I shoald be over at 5 right?”  He nods.  “Then I’ll be shore to remind Meenah that she has to take me!” You pause for a second, “I’m assuming that we’ll be walking to the park?”

  “Yeah, and you don’t have to bring anything. My dad offered to make and pack the food.”

  “O bay~”

  “FEF!”  You look down the hall and see your sister strolling along with her friends.

  “Hey Meenah!”  She comes parallel to you and Karkat, her friends saying their goodbyes and walking on.

  “You ready to go home?”  You bob your head in confirmation.  “Alright then let’s get going… Oh hey Kar!”  Your sister waves and Karkat hesitantly waves back.  “How’re you?”

  “I’m fine.”  She turns back to you.

  “So come on!”  You place your hand on her shoulder so she doesn’t sprint off right away.

  “Wait a second, can you still take me over to Karkat’s tomorrow?”  She looks between you and Karkat.

  “Of course I can, it’s at 5 correct?”

  “Yes it is,” you lean over and give Karkat a quick peck on the lips. “See you tomorrow.”

There was something about her.  They way her lips pursed when she was trying to hide her anger; the way her hair flounced when she was jumping up and down from excitement.  She was just perfect.  The young troll sighed.  He knew that even though he was flushed for her, there was no way she would be flushed for him.

"What's wrong, Karkat?" she asked.  He looked up, startled, and stared into her beautiful eyes that had just started gaining the fuchsia pigment.

"What?" he asked.  She giggled and rolled her eyes.  He blinked and tried to hide his flushed face.  He had never been so close to her before.

"What's wrong?  I heard you sigh.  Are you upset or just tired?" she asked.

"I guess I'm just a little tired.  It's hard to lead a bunch of trolls sometimes, you know?"  He ran a hand through his hair and looked to the side.

"Yes, I know.  I am the future Heiress after all," she responded.  He looked back up at her.  While she was smiling, he could see the sadness in her eyes.  She giggled and put a hand on his forehead.  "Are you okay?  Your face is a little flushed."

He jerked back.  She frowned.  He shook his head.  "Don't worry about me, Feferi.  I'll be fine.  Thank you for your concern.  I think I'll just go take a nap.  Wake me up if something happens or you need me."  He walked away and she watched him go.  As soon as he was out of her sight, he started cursing at himself and smacking his forehead.  "You fucking idiot!  I can't believe you jerked out of her touch!  You fucking moron!  You Grubsniffing, nooksucking fuckass!"

He calmed down and walked back to his small room and layed down in his recuperacoon.  "Maybe some sleep will calm my nerves."  He closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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The Signless stood on a rock protruding above a group of trolls.  As he preached, the Disciple, Psiioniic, and Dolorosa stood proudly behind him.  They were so close to a revolution; so close to convincing everybody that the blood caste and hemospectrum didn't matter.

That's when it happened.

Hordes of highblooded trolls dressed in armor raced into the crowd.  All of the trolls listening began to scatter in fear of being culled.  A few brave trolls stayed behind and tried to defend the Signless, but they were knocked down as if they were twigs.

The Psiioniic put a hand on the Signless' shoulder.  "I think it's time we made our leave."  The Signless turned and nodded and the group turned to make their escape.  All of a sudden, they were surrounded.  Highbloods sneered and taunted the lowblood trolls and took turns pushing them around.

"Well, well, well, what have we here?  Have we finally caught this unlawful group?"  The Signless looked up, recognizing the voice.  She looked down at him with a sadistic smile.  "If it isn't the Signless and his little posse.  You wouldn't believe the stories I've heard about you."

"Please, Imperial Condescension, spare the lives of my friends.  Take my life for the safety of theirs," the Signless said.

"Oh, don't worry.  I know exactly what I'll do to you four."  She turned to one of the seadwellers.  "Dualscar, please escort the Signless to the destination we discussed earlier.  The rest of you, please take these three away.  You know where."  With that, she turned to leave.  The Signless struggled against the seadweller's grip.

"Please, let me go.  Haven't you ever heard of equality?" he asked.  the seadweller looked down with a sad expression.

"Yes, but if I disobey her one more time I'll be culled.  Sorry, but I have to do this."  With that, the Signless was dragged away.

"Signless!" the Disciple screamed at the top of her lungs.  "Please don't take him!  I love him!  Please, bring him back!"  She broke down in tears.  The Psiioniic and Dolorosa put a hand on each of her shoulders.

"Be strong, my son," the Dolorosa said.  "They can't break you.  You're stronger than them."

The Signless was then tied up and gagged.  He looked up with a sad look in his eyes and gave a small smile.  "Please, do whatever you want with me.  I don't care.  Jut promise you won't hurt my Dear Disciple, my mother the Dolorosa, or my pal Psiioniic."

"Oh, don't worry about them," the highblood said.  The Signless put his head down and stayed silent.  "Now, let's get you all taken care of.  We've got a special treat for you.  Since you love standing on the tops of cliffs and preaching, we're going to put you on another."

The Signless looked up, curious, and followed the highblood to the top of a cliff.  There, he was shackled with a pair of handcuffs that resembled the human number 69.  "I don't understand."  Without an answer, the highblood pushed him off the edge of the cliff.  He didn't have time to scream before the chains caught him.

His arms popped and cracked and his wrists stung.  He looked up at the crowd of trolls around him.  Most were followers of the Condesce, but there were a few of his followers as well.  He gave them a smile and began his final sermon.  All the while, without his knowing, the Disciple, Psiioniic, and Dolorosa watched from the edge of the crowd with sad and proud looks on their faced.  Although he was staring death in the eye, he continued to voice his opinions on equality.

Finally, a blueblood with a bow and arrow appeared.  He pointed the arrow at the Signless and shot it.  The arrow hit him right in the chest and he gasped from the pain.  While he was unnerved, the Condesce coolly walked up to him.  She grabbed his chin and lifted it up so he was looking her in the eye.

"I hope you learned your lesson, Dear Signless.  Or should I call you Sufferer now?"  She leaned forward and whispered in his ear.  "To think that at one point I had a flush crush on you.  Me, of all people!  Ha! I've never heard of such a thing!  Goodbye, my Sufferer."  With that, she turned and walked away.

The Sufferer watched her go with a look that was a mix of anger and sadness on his face.  He put his head down and prepared for what came next.

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Karkat woke up with sweat streaming down his face.  "What was that?  Was it a prophecy or something?  The Condesce lady looked a lot like Feferi.  Maybe I just need more sleep.

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Kankri walked down the street by his hive.  "Yo, what up, Kankri?" Latula called.  Kankri turned and waved, then went back to walking.  Finally, he got to his destination; the beach.  There was just something calming about the waves coming in and going out.  He took a deep breath and smelled the salty air.  Then, he picked up a rock and skipped it across the water.  He used to not be very good at it, but he got better over time.

When he was younger, he used to lose his temper a lot.  Crabdad would send him out to the beach to yell and throw rocks.  His yells became trigger rants once he learned he had a talent for public speaking and he began trying to skip the rocks instead of throwing them to help with his self control.

He never knew it, but one troll always watched him.  Meenah.  She was the only troll that knew of his aggressive grubhood, but she never told him.  Every time he would come to the beach, she would watch him from underwater and count how many times the rock skipped before it finally submersed in the water.  To think that a landweller could love the water as much as a seadweller.

After skipping rocks for an hour, Kankri wiped the stray grains of sand off his sweater and made his way back home; slowly going over all of triggers.  "Hey, Kankri!"  He turned when he heard his name and saw Meenah running after him.

"Meenah?  What are you doing?  You usually don't talk to me."

"I know, but listen.  I have somefin I want to give you."

"Oh?  What is it?"  Meenah paused and looked at him.  She reached into her pocket and pulled out a smooth black rock.  "Is that for me?"

"Yeah, I see you skipping rocks all the time.  I found this and thought of you.  Do what you want with it.  I just thought you should have it."  She tossed it to him and turned to leave.

"Thank you," Kankri called as she walked away.

"Don't mention it!" she called back.  She turned and waved before going back to the beach and back underwater.  Kankri smiled and walked back to his hive.  When he got there, he went upstairs to his room and put the rock on his windowsill.

"A special place for a special thing."  He frowned and shook his head.  "It would never work out between us."

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Karkat woke up to someone lightly tapping his shoulder.  "Huh?"  He blinked and opened his eyes and saw Feferi leaning into his recuperacoon.

"Hey sleepy head!  I'm sorry to wake you, I just wanted your opinion on somefin."

"It's fine.  What is it?"  Karkat got out of his recuperacoon and wiped the slime off him.

"Well, there's this troll I really like.  I want to ask him to be my Matesprit, but I don't know how to do it..." she said with a frown.

"What's he like?"  She perked up at the chance to explain the troll.

"He's amazing!  Some people think he's rude, but he's always nice to me.  He wears this long black shirt and always hides his face in his clothes when he get embarrassed.  It's one of the cutest things I've ever seen!  Oh, and his hair is amazing too!  It curls up so perfectly and everything just falls into place.  He acts tough, but really he's just a big sweetheart."  She giggled to herself.  "I guess he's just perfect."

Karkat tried to hide his sadness.  This was just like his dreams.  Each time, he came closer and closer to getting her, but each time he failed.  He cleared his throat.  "So, if you want to ask Eridan to be your matesprit-"

"Eridan?" she asked.  "I wasn't talking about Eri-fish."

"Then who?"  Feferi giggled and walked closer to Karkat.

"Silly, Karcrab, I was talking about YOU!  I have a flush crush on YOU!"  His face turned beet red.  "I would understand if you don't feel the same.  I just thought I should tell you."  She turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist.  She spun and looked at him with a look of pure sadness.

He pulled her into a hug.  "Please don't be sad.  I have a flush crush on you too."  They separated.  "Matesprits?"

"Matesprits!"  She kissed him and he spun her around before gently returning her to the ground.  She jumped up and down with excitement.  "I'm so happy!  Wow, I feel so lucky to have you as my matesprit!"

"I'm nothing special."

"Oh, but you are!  You are very special.  Don't tell yourself otherwise."  She gave him a fake stern look, then smiled.  Then, she grabbed his hand and started pulling him out of the room and down the hall.  "C'mon!"

"Where are we going?"

"To tell everyone about our matespritship, Silly!"  She smiled and Karkat couldn't help but smile too.

"Alright, let's go."  The two walked down the hall together and opened the doors to the lab.  Everyone looked up to see who it was.  When they saw that they were holding hands, they got curious.

"Why are you two holdin hands?" Eridan asked.

Once again you have royally fucked up.  You can hear Crabdad’s sobbing screeches throughout your hive.  You just had to mention the sea didn’t you?  You are such a nookwhiffer… and one who is definitely about to do something stupid.  You’re not sure if it’s annoyance from the screeching or guilt… but you make your way downstairs to your lusus.

  He is doubled over and not facing you.  His screeching is a keening nail being driven into your head times over how many sweeps you are old.  You walk up to him, prepare your strife specibus, and slap him with the hilt of one of your sickle.

  “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” you yell in his face as he turns.  He screes back, but you hit him again to make him go quiet.  “If I take you to the sea will you stop being such a drilling thinkpan whiner!”  That stopped him.  He stares at you, his head cocked and claws hovering.  Then the claws drop and he starts nodding.  Next thing you know he’s at the door and screeing softly for you to follow.

  What an idiotic thing you just did.  Sure you’re not that far from the sea, but the journey will still be fucking dangerous.  But he’s just standing there staring… and you did just say you would.  Sighing, you walk past your lusus and out of the hive.

  XxXxX

  A long walk which included much running and hiding later…

  You guess you are close to the sea because your lusus is hopping from foot to foot in which you assume must be excitement.  As you continue a small tugging forms in your think pan.  Your pace is oddly increased and you practically race over a small rise… and on the other side catch your first sight of the sea…

  It is so… huge!  Your lusus races past you to splash in the shallows.  You follow more slowly, looking along the blue horizon.  You can see no one so you step into the water as well.  It soaks your shoes, socks, and pant legs instantly.  But you are mesmerized too much to care.

  Suddenly a flash of orange interrupts the blue.  There are horns rising from the sea!  And your feet once more carry you at a run, except in the opposite direction… all seadwellers are highbloods… and highbloods don’t like you.

  “Wait a second!  Please, I won’t hurt you!”  Something in her voices stops you.  You turn and observe your fellow troll.  She has slightly out-curving horns, a black shirt with a pinkish-purple sign like her horns, and a blue, green, and pink skirt.

  “DO YOU NEED SOMETHING?”

  “No not reely… I just wanted to say hello!”  Her smile is giant… and you’re not sure what to think about that.

  “Why?”  You glare at her, but the smile won’t go away.

  “I thought you looked interesting.”

  “I’M NOT A FUCKING LOOKSHOW YOU CAN GAPE AT!”  For some reason this launches her into a laughing fit.  “WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING!”

i haven't drawn much in a long time, let alone homestuck

but hot damn almost sort of first drawing on new computer is one of my top otps of all time any fandom of course