A message from paperjamjam

...you wanted prompts?

tyrian/azure is that a prompt?

The spider pulled his coat tighter around himself, exhaling slowly. His breath misted in the cold air around his face and he stared blankly out from the hillside, down at the illuminated town and the palace that presided so beautifully over the area. His dark eyes were half-closed and he found his gaze locked on one of the windows- One he half-wished the curtains weren’t drawn in.

Slowly, Sollux exhaled again, watching his breath fade into the night. He’d come here a few times recently, to sit on this hillside in the darkness and just watch. This was the same place he’d spent time with his friend, his best friend, such a long time ago. He remembered fondly their games, and their talks of the strange trolls that went through the town.

He closed his eyes for a moment, lightly digging his fingers into the grass. A shiver rand down his spine and the faintest smile came to his lips.

We’ll be friends for a long time, right?

Yeah, of course! Forever!

He wondered if he would be welcomed in that elegant palace. A hermit seeking solace and… Well, maybe it would do something about that disgusting longing in his heart.

A message from Anonymous

karkatbot beating the everloving hell out of azure eridan???

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(( I have never thought of a maroonKat ))

(( LOL OK DOING THIS ))

Rage pulsed through his being, every thread, every fiber, every single stitch of his body was enraged, and it was time that he fucking paid. That azure asshole, that clueless fucking bastard, that idiot with the grin- It was time to make him pay. He’d done too much, too much in such a little time- And now? Game over was fast approaching.

Karkat was but a shell, metal, cold, knowing his death was nearing. He’d come here through time- After all, he was the Knight of Time for his session. How pleasant a title that was. He caught sight of those sharply curved horns rather easily and his lips curved into a snarl.

Manipulating bastard. Horrid, despicable creature. He’d sent Sollux to be blind, himself to be dead. Crippled Feferi, ruined so much. And now it was time for him to pay. Karkat lunged forward and gripped the azureblood tightly by the collar of his shirt, roaring into his face.

Eridan was plenty shocked, but what could he do against a soulbot, who’s very embodiment, very core, was pure rage?

By the time Karkat left for home, he was quite pleased to see a rather shocked brownblood- Feferi- and a pile of crumpled limbs and blood that was supposed to be Eridan.

A message from Anonymous

:3c Dave/Jade uuhm, AU with music and dancing

Dave wasn’t usually one to enjoy this kind of music. But, he supposed he could live with it, with this beautiful girl in front of him. Jade’s form was amazing, illuminated in the candlelight from the chandelier. The ballroom was empty and if he had the chance, really, he’d make some kind of comment about Beauty and the Beast, just to help the moment.

Though, really, it’s not necessary. She steps closer to him in that beautiful, illuminated, elegant dress, and his arms wrap slowly around her waist. Gradually, he grasps one of her hands. She obliges with a soft giggle and presses herself up against him, resting her head on his shoulder. And then, as the music continues softly, they begin to move.

She steps on his feet a few times, which in his opinion is kind of ridiculous, but neither of them are too upset by it. Even if she is mumbling quick apologies as fast as she can. Their footsteps echo in time with the music and Dave begins to hum under his breath.

So, who cares if he’s going to get mauled by a dog for this later? He can live with it, with such a bright, beautiful, illuminated, utterly glowing girl, spending her precious time with him.

A message from Anonymous

Fantasy AU setting, trolls are considered very dangerous and should be killed on sight. John has befriended an injured Karkat, and the two have convinced the Prospitain army to take down the Empress. The battle is over, and Karkat is missing and badly wounded. Go.

(( … This prompt. Anon. Oh gooosh. ))

John had been hoping for a good ending. But this… This wasn’t one. This couldn’t be one. He hadn’t been hurt badly in the fight, no, nothing a few bandages could fix. But, his friend, his friend that he’d  had to do so much to gain trust from, where was he? The Heir held his hand over his wounded shoulder, stumbling forward as he moved.

The Witch was nearby. The Knight and Seer weren’t too far. All three of them watched as the Heir contined to walk, calling in a tone devoid of emotion for the troll’s name. Jade cringed at the tone of her brother’s voice- How empty he sounded, how  so un-John-like. But they kept their distance, worried.

John’s eyes were locked on the ground as he walked, searching for the brightest shade of candy red. Brighter even than his own deep red blood, so different from the normal shades of maroon to purple of the trolls. Humans and trolls alike did lay scattered across the battlefield, and the Heir surveyed as many as he could, searching for the nubby horns of his friend.

It wasn’t long before he found what he was looking for.

He bit back a choked cry when he found Karkat, the spear through his stomach leaving too big of a hole, too much blood, too much, too much, god it’s everywhere- The Heir sank to his knees beside the other, listening to his shallow breathing.

“… K-Karkat?” He muttered, reaching toward the other’s cheek. Dim yellow eyes stared blankly upwards. “… Karkat, please, please tell me you’re okay…” It was a delusion, of course, there was no way the troll could survive such a wound. Swallowing heavily, John withdrew his hand, tears welling up in his eyes. He shuddered, still listening to the labored breaths of the candyblood.

Karkat stared blankly up at the sky of twilight, and very slowly his eyes trailed to John’s. A quiet gurgle came from his mouth and a bit of blood trailed over his chin, but a smirk came to his lips.

“We really fucking showed them, didn’t we?”

His voice was nothing more than a whisper. And after that, Karkat closed his eyes, released a final trembling breath, and vanished altogether.