Gamzee: What those horns do tho
"So, uh, horns," you say, like a chill motherfucker who hasn't been throwing looks at this growly little motherfucker's head since you met him this morning.
"I've heard of them," he says, sass-mouthed little emperor with his tiny horns tossed like a challenge. Starts off toward the next block, and goes and takes the crown off his horns and peels his shirt off like it ain't no thing. You knew he was a solid little armful, but damn.
"Damn," you say, out loud, and he turns back to look at you like he's about to ask what's up and then sees you getting a full motherfucking ogle on and goes reddish at the ears and horns again.
"Yeah, yeah," he says, and waves off your looking at him. "So, horns?"
Oh shit, right. "Horns," you say back, and hurry on up to come after him. Are you supposed to take your shit off too? Way they trained it, if the emperor wants one of them touched he touches and if he wants their skin out he says so.
...Karkat turns away from you to fuck around with folding his shirt up, and shows you the whole length of his back, bared at you. You get kinda motherfucking stupid about it. Damn.
When you step up on him from behind him and put a hand real careful on the side of his neck, he goes tense and then eases slow--when you tilt back his head a little bit, he lets you.
"Out at the yellow, shit's about texture, I got told," you say, and just rest the blunt tip of a claw to the blunt tip of a horn. there's a little edge of ridge up and around; you can click the flat of a claw up along where it fades away, real light and slow. With his shirt off and his weight resting back on you, you can feel him shiver. "Gotta play nice if there's not a lot to get your grip on of, but you can rattle the fuck out of 'em if they're longer."
"Like yours," he says, intending at some shit. You had it shown at you how it feels to lock horns, not slamming against like a challenge but shifting around and clicking and catching together. Goes all down your posture column, like sparks. He's not got the horns, but you felt how strong his fronds are and he's sure the fuck got claws.
...Focus, motherfucker.
"Like mine, yeah," you say, and make distraction at yourself about how that might feel by sliding your grip on down and getting the heel of your frond right into the base of his horns.
You knew he'd like it, on account his ancestor's shit's been mapped and marked a hundred sweeps. But it still makes you feel like the emperor your own damn self, when he goes "Hhha, fuck," all shaky and sways back hard against you.
"Down at the red," you say, and press just like how you got taught, deep and slow, smoothing down his shaved-down hair along how it lays, not against it. "Gotta give some motherfucking pressure."
He says "Oh, fuck," again--and again, like it's about all he can think to say. Breathes slower, leans harder, grasps back and grips at you behind him. "Oh, shit."
"Gotta push harder than you figure," you say, for all your voice sounds cracked and not yours. "Head conciliatrix smacks the shit outta your knuckles if you go too light--feels like you're gonna hurt a motherfucker but if you get in there real good--"
You press again and he makes like to curse and only lets out a whine like pleading instead, crooning under it in his rattlebox. Bites it off embarrassed a second later, but holy shit. Fuck.
"--That shit'll undo knots all the way to the motherfucking ground if you do it right," you finish off, and for a beautiful miracle of a second you don't think about being pissed, or scared, or ghosts or emperors or any other bullshit. Just how he goes loose in your grip, barely keeping his feet. "Motherfucker, you sound so fucking good."
"I'll pay you back with interest," he croaks out, brave show but wavery. "In the evening. We need to sleep. Hha, shit. C'mon, 'coon."
"Tonight" again, huh? Lotta shit happening tonight. Who fucking knows how your life's gonna shake up by this time tomorrow morning.
You think you can just about motherfucking live with that.
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Opposite! Pixie (Jace edition!!)
scophobia tw btw! also au belongs to @jacenotjason
Info, Funfacts, and more down below:
This is Pixie! (she's my wh persona!) She's a college student currently working a horrendous part-time job.
Fun-facts:
-Her major is Illustration! She wants to character designer and to make comics.
-She loves History and will go into passionate rants about it when asked (her favorite topic)
-She's in progression of getting better and is in therapy
-Her role in the show is the be the broke college student
-When she moved she worked on her home to be more preferred to her, after befriending Frank and Wally she let them paint in her windows
-She has a younger who she speaks very fondly of! She misses him a lot
-She attends to Julies Comedy shows when she can!
-Unlike OG Pixie, she is not a time traveler.
-Maintains eye-contact like Wally
Not-so Fun Facts:
-The reason she hates Howdy so much because he scammed her into getting a shed instead of an actual home, for a very long time she had no AC, heating, water, or a restroom for a while (for like 2 seasons)
-Because she gets not much sleep and is very stressed and anxious she gets vertigo attacks
-She fears becoming an alcoholic
-Can get extremely existential and is dreading after college
-When her depression gets bad, She can go weeks without proper hygiene or cleaning her home. She doesn't leave her home.
-Is very touched-starved
-Is struggling to eat due to Howdy's high prices, she's lost a lot of weight because of this.
-is in debt due to renovating her home
-will probably be stuck in home, forever.
Character relationships!
(There might be a secret hint to pixies lore here!)
Safe to say, Pixie likes most of neighbors thankfully!
(Here is OG pixie btw!!, Her stuff will be out soon!)
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okay I do have to say that the number of people who are in my messages or my post notes saying some variation on “this is fake you rebloggers are dumb it’s just for attention/a joke” about me sharing that I was in a high control group is really wild.
1) I mean. I’ve got years of post history on here and linked to other public accounts. I show my face. I’ve posted photos of old high control group material. I share my own journal entries and therapy process on and off. there’s plenty of first hand source corroborating evidence if you bother to look for a couple minutes. and 2) like. do you think i wouldn’t have chosen an easier or simpler lie/thing to troll about? and finally 3) what do you think I gain. clout? you think I get clout from this? mostly all I get is people doubting it or thinking the whole thing is weird.
It is weird! That’s the point! It was all completely normal everyday life but it was also all weird! It was insane! I was neurotic! I functioned like a normal human being! I learned and believed insane things and was prepared to die for my beliefs at any moment as a nine year old! I liked Star Trek! I didn’t know I owned my own body! these things are not mutually exclusive
believe me. I’d love if you could prove I was a liar making this up for clout. my life would be way easier if that were true
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Wow me, drawing Jersey? Craazzzyyyyy
Anyway, I had an original design for this type of look on the Ipad, ended up not looking at it once since I apparently have memory. Kinda glad I didn't since I could go just by memory and figure it out as I went along ya know. (ps, for those who don't normally read tags just like, please do, i put so many lil things in there lolz)
Okay SO, I have this lil headcanon, nothin big, that Jersey didn't used to wear shorts until like 2000 or something, maybe a bit before then. This is because he has some scars on his legs, just from over the years, and wearing shorts not only shows those but also make it easier for him to get scrapes and such.
He was fine wearing shorts around NY, Del, and Rhode, occasionally Mass as well if he happened to be around at the time. He couldn't wear them around anyone else for a long time, some scars had Memories(tm) attached to them, some good most bad, so he just never wore shorts.
He's gotten a lot more comfortable wearing them around the other states over the years, mainly because of Covid where Mass unfortunately wouldn't let him keep wearing the same two pairs of pants. So he's fine now, if still a lil uncomfortable around some states (the west mainly), you just won't see him wearing them until it's the first day over 60 in state.
Anyway I love NJ but this isn't surprising, I live here. I am NOT a simp for this bitch, he's my state, I have to like him, 'sides who else would I attach to? Pennsylvania? Florida? Or god forbid NEW YORK!? Absolutely not, that's sacrilegious that is.
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