PunkBitchSaya44

All of your life, you’ve been on the quiet side. Always the follower, never the leader. You never minded being an abstract follower, and ever since kindergarten, you had dedicated yourself to following one particular person; Terezi Pyrope, the teal-blooded maniac that made your heart beat faster than a speeding racecar. You would follow her around any and every day, not that you had a choice at all. Your current location was the fair. School had just ended and Terezi had dragged you to the fairgrounds, ready to experience what you, as a human, called ‘thrill.’ You had prepared yourself for the best, and also the worst. Cons

“Hey, (name), you cold?” You shake your head, secretly pulling your cardigan as you did. You lamented having brought a thin coat to such a cold day. Then again, who would have expected the weather to plunge into colder temperatures while you were out? The violetblood that walked beside you had the foresight to bring with him a thicker coat today. He walked confidently in long strides while you struggled to keep up with his pace. Eridan had paused for now, concerned for your wellbeing. For a moment, you were surprised by this sudden display of concern from the usually self-absorbed troll. “No, I- yeah, I’m fine. Geez E

The funny thing is, his name is always on the tip of your tongue. His friendship--- and then your crush--- were so unexpected. Because, after all, his personality doesn't really allow for friendship, let alone friendship with humans. And yet, here you are anyway, no quadrants filled but your closest companion a certain violet-blooded seadweller troll. He doesn't complain at you about his quadrants quite as much, anymore; you think he figures you're probably a little tired of hearing his troubles. And, you are, but mainly because you want him. You want him to notice you the way he wants people to notice him; and you've just been getting quiet

You know it's over when he won't look at you. When you try making eye contact with him, he goes out of his way to make sure you can't, and sometimes when you finally do make eye contact, he gives you a long guilty look. "Karkles? Is something wrong?" You asked when you caught him looking at you. Karkat's lip twitched, and he looked away. "No." This confused you greatly, but you shrugged it off, though you were worried, you knew better than to pry it out of him. You know its over when  you message him and he's too 'busy' to hang out with you. (SN) [SN] began trolling carincoGeneticist [CG] at 6:13 (SN) : Karkat? (SN) : I wanted to see

    The female (h/b/c) Trolls’ frightened eyes searched around the perimeter of the grand high-bloods castle; for him or any lower blooded trolls. The troll let out a breath that she hadn't known that she was holding then bolted out of the castles doors and out into the deserted wasteland outside of it. Oddly, there were no carriages that would be carrying the Grand High Bloods prey. She ignored the strange occurrence and continued to the way she was told in the letter she had opened not too long ago.    That letter had come from a certain jade blooded troll whom seemed to be in quite a predicament. Honestly, The two of them had been

You rolled out of your bed and tugged on your uniform, groggy and acting only on habitat as your mind had yet to fully wake. Then you slipped out of the door and fell into line in between two trolls, your circular, army green symbol putting you between a young olive blood and young jadeblood. You were one of two hundred humans placed in her Imperial Radiance’s fleet and only one of five that were on this ship. You rarely ever ran into any of other humans, save for the one that was the ship’s only doctor. And according to her, you were the nicest human onboard, the other humans apparently being very rough and coarse from years of b