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CRUCIBLE OF CREATIVE POTENTIAL: The Homestuck Request Meme
ACT TWO
(also known as SHITSTAIN ASSMASTER)By popular demand, a general request meme for MSPA, at long last. Have an idea you want to see drawn or written? This is the place to ask. Both romantic (of any kind, het or slash) and general prompts are accepted. Reply to those comments with art

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Re: At a Disadvantage Final Part

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“I just...” John’s eyes were wide again and stood to his feet, placing distance between them that made it clear that was not what John had wanted. Guilt settled in and Karkat stood as well but made no move at all to reach for him or to continue what they had been doing before. “I’m sorry, Karkat. I really...” he hesitated, swallowed and it almost looked like he was going to start crying again, “I really think you should go.”

“What? Why?” The words came out as a hiss and that had definitely not been what Karkat wanted to happen.

“Because, Karkat. I am not a homosexual and that was definitely something that totally shouldn’t have happened!” John looked hurt and a little worried.

“Fuck you, John,” Karkat growled, “you kissed me back and you didn’t pull away and you didn’t say anything then!”

“I didn’t know what I was doing! You kissed me and I just...” John paused again but this time seeming to flail around for the right words. “I just thought it was kind of comforting, I guess! I don’t know! I’m really confused right now!”

Karkat only got angry. Angry at frustrated. But what he was frustrated at he wasn’t completely sure. John, maybe. Himself, probably. But perhaps it was an awful mixture of both. He glared at John with his stupid blue eyes and his dumb god tier pajamas all blue and awful.

Karkat had opened his mouth to growl at him some more, to yell and accuse and insult him but John stopped him. “Karkat don’t, just... just don’t. I really think you should leave right now. And I would really appreciate it if we didn’t talk for a while.”

Fuck. Jesus fuck John was breaking up with him in the completely platonic sense and it made him furious. Furious and upset. His heart sank deep into his stomach and he turned and left the room, wanting to slam the door shut on his way out but being rendered unable to as the door was automatic and moved in a vertical motion rather than a horizontal one. But he left all the same, feeling torn and angry and every bit like John had just ripped his heart out and smashed it against something. He didn’t even care how over dramatic that sounded, even in his head.

It was over. It was over and Karkat was pretty sure no amount of shitty movies or trolling or anything else John may or may not have liked could have fixed what he just broke between them.

((Woops I can't ending. Sorry that kind of sucked. >: I feel pretty bad about that.))