So this is my first sole Homestuck story (been working on a few co-writes with girlfriend) and I am decently proud of it.
This follows the cannon kind of up to Gamzee's first rage (that Karkat calms him in) then it kind of takes a course with me since I hadn't gotten past that part of the story when I first started this. so bother with me
Umm please enjoy I guess xD
Run. Running. My feet pounded against the hard floor as I ran for my fucking life. I thought everything was fine again. He had been so relaxed and lazy again, like he was really back to normal. We had all decided to forget what he did, the trolls he killed in his rage. But now everyone was dead. I was the only one left other than him. I was next. The final victim. But I couldn't die laying down. So I am running and trying to hide from the horrible honking, jumping at every noise and fighting the transparent red at my eyes. The honking that will bring the end of my life.
- (change to 3rdish person view... lot of Gamzee's thoughts though)
The tall troll walked slowly down the hall. Blood dripped from his fingertips from his previous victims. He had painted the walls with miracles. The meteor was empty except for him and his best bro. All 14 heads of his other friends were lined up in the main room. "Karkat!" he called, his loud voice echoing through the empty home around him. When he got no reply, his purple eyes narrowed and he growled. "KARKAT!" he yelled again, starting to get mad again.
The troll only wished his bro to come out again and he was motherfucking hiding from him. It made the voices scream and demand the bright mutant blood. The color that would complete his mural. So what that he already drained the 4 humans' red blood, it wasn't as beautiful or miraculous as his moirail's shade of bright candy red. He calmed himself a bit, Karkat was just a little scared of blood, not of him. That's why the small, adorable troll was hiding, because of the blood, not because he feared his moirail. The voices took the answer from the tall troll with a few more mutters of distaste.
He turned away from the hall, walking over to the row of heads. He lined them up by blood color. He picked up the head of his bro he once had a deep-seated flush crush on. The head of the bro who rejected his red feelings. "Yo Tavbro, you have any idea where Karbro might be hiding?" he asked, holding the head in both hands at the base. Of course the dead couldn't talk back so he got no response. He set the head back in its head in the lineup. He repeated his question to all the heads in a loud booming half growl. Still no response to his question.
The tall troll growled again, standing to his full height. The dead wasn't gonna help him find his scared bro, so he would go looking again. The thought of leaving his clubs here crossed his mind, but he decided to keep them in case Karkat attacked in a jumpy reaction to being found in his scared state. He left the room again, calling the small troll's name over and over.
He searched for a while, getting madder and madder with each passing moment. The voices were trying to use his anger to make him rampage and destroy everything. He was tempted to, but he didn't want to accidently hurt Karkat since he had no idea where the other was. He clenched his fists, breathing a few times to yell at the voices and calm himself. He didn't want to be mad when he found his moirail, because he didn't want to accidently hurt him or scare him. He continued his search, finally finding a trace of the smaller troll. A dropped sickle on the floor.
The tall troll continued on from where the sickle had been. He heard a soft noise from a nearby room. It sounded like a muffled sob followed by some sniffing and slightly ragged breath. He peeked into the room, grinning when he saw Karkat. It didn't matter that he looked like a mess or was shaking, his precious moirail would be safe in his arms soon.
The smaller troll's head snapped up at the sound of footsteps entering the room. His wet eyes widen at the sight of him. His insane moirail, covered with blood and a grin aimed at him. The taller walked forward, Karkat backed up, quickly meeting the wall and finding no way to escape. He opened his mouth to yell at the insane troll when he was grabbed. His bloodpumper stopped for a minute as he thought he would die, only to be hugged tightly. He stiffened at the rumbling purr coming from the killer holding him. "FINALLY FOUND YOU KARBRO," the purple blood purred in his ear, nuzzling him softly. Karkat was frozen, fear echoing through his thinkpan as he tried to figure out what was going on.
The smaller troll finally regained himself enough to shove the other's chest to free himself from the long arms. He almost immediately regretted the decision as his moirail looked down at him with sudden darker looking eyes. The voices in the purple blood's head screamed to splatter the bright blood and paint beautiful miracles with it. He yelled at them to shut up, he wouldn't, couldn't harm Karkat. He was all he had left. All he wanted anymore. He would give up all the blood and miracles in the universes just to keep Karkat, that's how deep he wanted the small mutant all for himself.
He dropped into a crouching position, grabbing Karkat's wrist gently. The miracle looked down at his long fingers wrapped around the tiny wrist. His lips quivered slightly as his protein chute went dry as a desert. He was gently guided to move into the taller's arms once more. The blood covered troll sat down, leaning against the wall with his arms around Karkat who now sat silently in his lap. The red blood didn't dare to move as the other burrowed his face into his hair with a renewed purr. "You are safe Karbro, relax," the taller frowned.
He looked down at the small troll on his lap who was staring back with nervous, wide eyes. The taller leaned down, lapping up the tears in his moirail's eyes and on his cheeks. He purred a bit louder to bring comfort to the other. Karkat only flinched, trying to close his eyes. That made the other freeze, staring. "KARBRO?" The red blood flinched again at the sound of his voice, trying not to shake. "Look at me," the taller half demanded. The mutant slowly moved to look up at the purple blood's face.
Karkat didn't know what was going on till his back hit the floor hard. The insane troll hovering above him, eyes dark as his hands came back to rest on his cheeks. The smaller practically watched as that single strand of control snapped. Instead of scratching or trying to harm him like he assumed would happen, a pair of lips harshly met his own. Sharp teeth teased at his lips, biting softly but not breaking the surface or drawing blood. Karkat shivered, weather from fear or pleasure he wasn't sure.
The red blood didn't even try to fight the invading tongue that entered his mouth quite forcibly. The wet muscle explored and claimed all of his mouth. This kiss was rough and hot unlike the soft, little, second-lasting kisses they had shared before. This kiss was more like what a kismesis might kiss like or a violent matesprit one. Karkat suddenly felt light headed, hands shifting to try and shove the other away to breath.
Finally Gamzee pulled away, staring at Karkat's fluttering eyes as he fought to stay awake. "KARKAT..." he stated softly. He enjoyfully saw Karkat's cheeks turn bright red at his voice now. They sat there in silence as Karkat regained his breath. The taller watched his moirail sit up and glance at him with a soft blush. Gamzee patted his lap, waiting for his Karkat crawl on his lap. The purple blood hugged him and purred.
Karkat hesitated but purred back softly. His thinkpan raced as he simply laid there in the other's arms. He had seen so many die by the same hands now holding him yet he felt safe and more welcomed than anywhere else with anyone else. He felt important in these arms that held him like he was the universe's most precious treasure, the eyes that looked down at him soft with an affection past mere pity.
His cheeks filled with blood as he felt a squeeze to his butt. He quickly shifted to glare at the other, stiffening when he was kissed again. This kiss was much softer but equally heated. Karkat was quick to break the kiss, trying to pull away with a heavy blush. He unintentionally revealed his neck instead of escaping which Gamzee abused with kisses and nips, making Karkat go breathless. "S-stop," Karkat whined. He was surprised when the taller did as asked, stopping his kisses and nips. He went back to cuddling and hugging the smaller instead. Karkat's thinkpan went blank after a few minutes of purring cuddles. He drifted to sleep, safe in the insane murderer of a subjugglator's arms.
Karkat blinked his eyes open, trying to yawn, finding it impossible. He looked around the unfamiliar room he laid in, feeling something cold around his wrists as well as something much warmer. He shifted a bit to look up and his eyes went wide. His wrists were chained together and the cuffs were cutting into his skin, making warm blood dribble down his arms. Fear filled him as he started to shake a bit. He screwed his eyes shut again, gulping and trying to calm himself. He stiffened when he heard the door open. He didn't want to open his eyes and see the purple blood.
He heard a soft snort. "You look motherfucking pathetic mutant." the voice was similar to Gamzee, but different, heavier, darker, deeper. Karkat felt his eyes open though he didn't want them too. He saw the huge figure. He looked like Gamzee but bigger and more sinister.
"Y9u are l99king well Grand..." Karkat heard a voice like his but a bit deeper respond.
"AS POLITE AS EVER..." the huge troll responded, entering the room. Karkat wanted to cringe but his current body refused to do that, actually doing the opposite and sitting up a bit more.
"Grand... are y9u g9ing t9 l99sen these cuffs 9r just make me sit here?" his body asked, he could feel the smirk upon his lips.
"Don't motherfucking think I'm going to be easy on you motherfucking mutant," the other troll snarled, getting real close and glaring. Karkat's body didn't move at all, his eyes only continuing to stare at the other. The other pulled away, straightening with a furious growl.
Amusement built in Karkat's chest before he laughed softly. "Y9u can't help 6ut g9 easy 9n me Grand. We 69th kn9w y9ur little secret."
The large purple blood growled, getting close again, one hand knotting into his shirt. "QUIET YOU MU-" he didn't get any further before to Karkat's shock and near disgust, the body he occupied thought it would be a good idea to kiss the bigger male. His back hit the wall and the chains creaked as the larger quickly took control of the kiss. The kiss was rough, hot, painful, yet deliciously addictive. He heard a soft click and his arms dropped around the taller's neck. His feet barely brushed the other's waist while kissing him. "You are playing a dangerous game mutant... you know that?" the loud voice snorted.
"Yes. I kn9w Grand."
Their lips locked again in another passionate battle, a clawed hand on one of his hips. The pointed claws dug through the thin clothing and into the soft skin. The soft noise of tearing clothes echoed through the smaller's ears as he tried to continue the kiss that was leaving him breathless. There was no warning or prep before the huge bonebulge stretched his nook to its limits. Red tears welled in his eyes as he gasped at the sudden sensation of fillment. The larger's rough tongue licked up his tears and laughed softly at his pants but he did wait for the smaller to adjust before starting to move. The pace was fast and hard, Karkat enjoying almost as much as his body did with its calls and screams and pants.
Everything was over much too quick for his tastes. He was laid on the ground, shivering from his shredded clothes and the cool stone floor of the dungeon. He watched the purple blood fix himself before leaving after a small, smirk to the red blood. Karkat felt exhausted and his eyes shut.
Red eyes shot open. He was panting softly from the dream he just had. He felt something warm behind him, encasing him and making soft noises as the other slept. Karkat squirmed a little, turning around to face the other. Gamzee's eyes were closed and he looked at peace. His hair was a huge mess, flung all over, hanging in his face and around the pillow under his head. The small troll noticed they weren't sleeping on the floor, rather in a human styled bed with sheets and pillows. The bed was huge but they only took up about a 1/3 since they were cuddled so close. The red blood thought about sleeping so more, but he was nervous that he would end up there again. He tried to shift out of Gamzee's arms only to be pulled tighter to the other's chest. "Kar..." the taller whimpered. Karkat sighed, getting comfortable in the other's arms. He couldn't leave him like this.
He laid there in the Gamzee's arms, silently, letting the other sleep and cuddle with him. No matter what the purple blood did, Karkat couldn't ever really hate him, couldn't ever leave his side. He was alive and that was enough reason to stay with Gamzee. "I'M SORRY..." he heard the taller half scream. Karkat moved Gamzee's arms to shift to see his face. The other was starting to cry and whimper more. Karkat hesitated but started to lap up the tears (thankfully Gamzee had washed his makeup off last night before he went to sleep) and kiss the other's face softly to comfort him.
Gamzee quieted a bit from the affections before his eyes slid open. He saw Karkat and quickly captured the other's lips in a feverish kiss. Karkat let him in surprise. The kiss broke a moment later, Gamzee hugging the smaller tightly. Karkat shushed him and hugged him back, feeling the wet tears on his shoulder. Karkat pulled the taller's head up so they were eye to eye, or as close as they could get to that. "...Did you have a horror terror?" he asked.
Gamzee nodded at him, wiping his eyes. "About?" Karkat pressed. This time Gamzee looked away, refusing to meet the other's eyes. "Gamzee!" the smaller growled.
"... I killed you." Gamzee whispered, sniffing. Karkat went silent, staring at him. "I killed you. I was alone. I didn't have you anymore. I wanted to die but I couldn't do it, I only healed with every wound! I couldn't follow you Karkat, I needed you! My body lived and lived but I was dead on the inside without you Kar," Gamzee was breathing heavily, eyes wide and tears streaming down his cheeks. Karkat broke his stare and hugged the other tightly, shushing him. Gamzee burrowed his face in the other's raven colored hair, trying to stop his tears. They stayed like that for a while.
Please no one kill me over The Sufferer's actions... he's been there for a while and I guess likes to fuck with GHB's mind xD
Yay for the GamKar fluff
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