The Writer's Café

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *Irin (01), Jul 20, 2010.

  1. excuse me smighter let the master take over here thx

    Phoenix, prepare to be sadstuck'd.

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    You knock twice on the door to his respiteblock, sharp and fast. "Karkat?" you call through the door, and when you receive no snotty or rude reply, you try the doorknob. Unlocked. You step into the room, eyes settling on a figure sprawled on the ground, surrounded by a pool of bright red liquid. You bolt forward, falling to your knees, a choked cry escaping your lips. With shaking hands, you reach out and unwrap Karkat's frail fingers from the handle of a small knife, the blade itself stained red with his blood. You glance at his other arm, then stand up and run as fast as you can, until you're outside on the meteor. You fall to your hands and knees, then proceed to empty the contents of your stomach onto the ground. "Dave?" someone calls, and moments later someone pulls you up. Rose and Kanaya, both their faces painted with concern. "What's wrong?" Rose asks, voice cautious. You fumble for words for a moment, glad you're wearing your shades; tears are rolling down your cheeks. Not cool. "Karkat - he..." you can't say much more, but Rose glances at Kanaya, and Rose takes your hand, leading you back towards his respiteblock. Suddenly, it's not her hand, it's Karkat's, as the two of you walk around the meteor, silent, but the happiness of simply being together suffusing the air. A strangled sob drags you back to the present, and you stare at his crumpled form again. You fall against Rose, chest heaving, and she gently sets you in a chair and kneels next to Kanaya. They talk back and forth, but the words are lost in the buzzing in your brain. The shock, disbelief, and pure worry mix and spin 'round your brain at a million miles per hour. Kanaya stands up, cradling him like a child, his bloody arm dangling down. With a sickening lurch, you read the word he had carved so desperately into his arm. 'MUTANT.' Rose takes your hand again, leading you after Kanaya.

    You sit at his bedside, the dim light in the room not helping you stay awake. Your shades rest on the bedside table, the door safely locked. A hoarse sound sends you shooting up, out of your chair. He lifts his non-bandaged arm weakly, and you take his hand in yours gently, pressing your lips to his cold and shaky hand. You look at him, red eyes meeting red eyes, and strain to catch the whispered word. "Dave..." he mumbles, and your heart lifts. "Karkat, I'm here," you whisper, crouching down to his level. "I...I'm...I'm so sorry.." he struggles to get out, and you watch as his face goes slack, a rattling breath leaving him before he breathes no more. You let out a strangled sob and stumble backwards, dropping his hand and crashing into the wall, breathing hard. "No..! No! Karkat, come on! Speak to me!" You plead, tears rolling freely down your face. "Karkat, please, you can't leave me..." You sink to the ground, hiding your face in your hands. A key rattles in the lock and there is some shouting, before someone picks you up.

    You lay on his bed, head under his pillow - there was no sopor slime on the meteor - breathing in his scent. Someone lifts the pillow off your head, and you bury your face in the sheets, refusing to look at them, your shades once again inconveniently out of your reach. Suddenly, it's not his bed; it's yours, and it's his hands lifting the pillow off your head, his hands gently making you sit up. His arms wrapping around you in a comforting hug, his voice muttering soothingly in your ear.

    You kneel beside his makeshift grave, crying silently behind your shades as Kanaya gently deposits his body into a shallow hole you had managed to dig. Suddenly, it's not his body, it's Bro's, and it's not Rose's hand on your shoulder, it's his. Suddenly, it's his arms holding you together, his arms holding together your shatter heart. But suddenly, he's not there, and you fall apart. You stand up, and on unsteady feet, run back to your room, and fall into your bed, sobbing.

    You lay on your bed, finally calmed down, and you stand up, sniffling softly, before pulling open the bottom drawer on the little bedside table you had found, and pull out one of his shirts, burying your face in it. You mumble softly into the fabric that smells ever-so-slightly like him, ever-so-slightly of grumpiness and anger and lilac and love.

    "I'll see you soon, Karkat. I promise."

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  2. What what what what
     
  3. Phoenix. This is a list of things you must do:

    -Go to mspaintadventures and read. Read all. It will take a while, but that's where Homestuck is. (It's basically an amazing web comic.)

    -Go to http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Categ ... ed_Reading and read stories there. (That's creepypasta.)

    That's about it. (What Dave wrote was a sad, sad, sad Fan Fiction of Homestuck. She does that a lot, I think.)
     
  4. And here's another Sadstuck.
     
  5. What Smighter said. Phee, don't look, it's some Karezi.

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    She lays unmoving on the nest of cushions, face sickly - cheeks and eyes hallowed. You kneel next to her, taking her cold, clammy hand in yours, a cold fist clenching your heart.

    You lay unmoving on the nest of cushions, terrified - you can't move, and everything hurts so much. Someone kneels next to you, making the pillows dip, and take your hand into their warm, smooth one. A cold hand constricts your throat as you try to move but fail even the slightest twitch of a single finger.

    "Terezi?"

    Your voice comes out weak and cracked, and you wonder if she can hear it. When she doesn't respond, you lay her hand gently down and bend down, pressing a kiss to her burning forehead.

    His voice comes out weak and cracked, and you wonder if he knows you can hear him. When you're unable to respond, he lays your hand gently down and bends down, pressing a kiss to your forehead with icy lips.

    You blink back tears and sweep her hair away from her face and sit back up, twining your fingers with hers. After a split second, the tears begin to fall freely and you open your mouth.

    He sniffles softly, and you can tell he's trying not to cry. His soft fingers brush away an invisible strand of hair and he takes your hand, twining your fingers with his. After a split second of silence, you can faintly smell the tears, and then he starts to sing, his voice cracking and pained.

    "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...you make me happy, when skies are grey...you'll never know dear, how much I love you, so please, don't take my sunshine away..."

    Your voice breaks on the last line, and you stand up, then slowly walk away, praying and hoping with all your might that she'll be okay.

    His voice breaks on the last line, and then his weight disappears as he stands up. You can hear his retreating footsteps, and inside you're screaming.

    Come back, Karkles. Please don't leave me here! Come back!

    Please...
     
  6. Well that was depressing
     
  7. That's my specialty.
     
  8. Welp I killed the Cafe.
     
  9. *sprays unawkward dust over the Café* Enjoy the magic.
     
  10. Grossly sobbing into a pillow and trading life stories with Smighter. O-O makes for an interesting night.
     
  11. I'm pretty sure. My tear ducts are out. I'm dry sobbing.
     
  12. I'm trying not to sound like a mating asthmatic whale.
     
  13. Dave I hate you and love you so much.

    My eyes no longer exist. They are lakes of salty, salty water.
     
  14. Don't worry I have more stories to tell.
     
  15. Would you two just kiss already.
     
  16. How?
    Emoji's just don't capture the lurv...
     
  17. Some sort of love poem?
     
  18. Smighter writes songs.

    wonk
     
  19. He's such a romantic soul<3
     
  20. .-. ..........

    Don't get too excited with your shipping walls. This will never be canon. (I hope I said that right.)

    And we're just friends. FYI.