Homestuck-Trolls

"April 23rd, 2016." “Whelp, After about a month of absolute dormancy in the undertaking of my downfall, I can definitely confirm that she still has it in for me. Yesterday I found some mashed up old mystery....whatever the hell it was......jammed underneath my car door handle. Now I will say I have dealt with worse, but this was pretty damn gross, since I can pretty much deduce that this wadded goo ball was chewed up before it found it's way under my car door's handle, and I had the unfortunate pleasure of touching it. This is definitely another little story for my Boss and I. Even though I got a shitty coworker, I at least got a rad

Window ajar, telescope protruding out perfectly angled at a certain location in the sky above, your manual check-up in the dimming sky invites a cool, dusky spring breeze that snakes it's way through your open window and undulates throughout your room. Untacked ends of posters lift and hover above the wall in response to the teasing winds from outside. Your journal lies open, pages fluttering back and forth from the breeze's delicate touch, like a curious, invisible entity snooping through your personal belongings. You sit at your desk hunched over your journal, pencil in one hand, and newfound object in other as you stare with scrutiny at th

The dim glow of dawn slowly burning hotter from outside your bathroom skylight with each passing hour, you've never welcomed the warm orange and pink glimmer of early morning rays of sunshine more fervently in your life, and that is remarkably a unbelievable feat in your case. Space nerds after all, are pretty much nocturnal, but night becomes but a scary backdrop when a malicious entity might be lurking in it among you. A full night in the tub yielded no chance for sleep whatsoever, and you would be tired if not for the fact that the intruder might still be in your house. Finally able to jar yourself from your terror-stricken state, it was i

Clearing the crusty sleep from your eyes after having awaken from your 4 hour nap not too long ago, you place the last paperweight planet in it's rightful place after giving it a thorough cleaning, a exhausted yet fulfilled yawn to soon follow. Still mildly tired, but not as bad as you were this morning, and you have quite some time to kill between now and your next midnight shift, which, taking into account that you have the night off tonight, is a full 24 hours away. You take a final look at your collection's orders before giving a satisfactory nod. Now that you have organized your collection, you take a glance at one of your charts, lookin

~~~KARKAT'S POV~~~ My name is Karkat Vantas and this is the sotry of how my life changed forever. I have pale white skin and messy spkiey black hair and grey eyes that turn red when I’m angry (its part of my psycic powers). I’m 4”5’ and 80 pounds and I’m really skinny but I have kind of wide hips. I have scars on my arms but I dont like to talk about those… Anyway back to the story. “HEY ERIDAN” I said to Eridan when I was talking to him on the phone (I have an iPhone 7 but not the kind without the headphone jack). “hey car” said Eridan and he was blushing I know because im physic

“God Dirk! You can’t just stick things wherever you want them! The circuit won’t connect if you put the breaker there, and then the pinky won’t receive proper commands. At the most it might twitch a little.” I sighed and rubbed my temples as the frustrated Strider next to me face desked hard enough to leave a pretty nice bruise. I had been attempting to teach my robotics partner what exactly went into the building process of our award winning innovations. While I was an expert on building the circuitry and complexities of the actual robot, I had no idea how to code anything, and Dirk just happened to be vice vers

"How does it feel?" Equius asks, trying to keep the excitement out of his voice, but he couldn't quite suppress the quiver. You tilt your head slightly and flex your fingers, looking at the way the joints curve and arc in response to the mental command. Just like real ones. You found that even your eyelids worked perfectly, though there was no real need for you to blink anymore. "It feels adequate," you say. Equius looks slightly disappointed at such a noncommittal response, but he rallies gamely. The smile sits somewhat strangely on his face, like he's been practising it for so long in the mirror that he no longer knows how it looks anymo

Warnings: Profanity, sexual implications, drug use. Note: Humanstuck!AU The Morning After Oh god. The moment your eyes shot open, you were greeted by Gamzee Makara's sleeping face. You did not just sleep with Gamzee. No. However the memories of last night that haunted your hungovered ass proves otherwise. You knew that there was no way you'd fuck the juggalo with a clear mind, but unfortunately for you, last night your head was filled of brume and booze. The first rational thought that you had not involving imagining his hot naked body directly over yours under the sheets was that you had to leave before he woke up, because then itR