Okay, so it's been a while
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HEY GUYS
So something happened recently...
I've been playing Penny down at Paradisa and we got a couple characters from Homestuck. So I read the comic. And decided I wanted to play Jade. And somewhere between there and now HAVE FALLEN HEAD FIRST INTO THE FANDOM AND HAVE BECOME TERRIBLY, HORRIBLY OBSESSED.
So now there is Terezi/Vriska drabbles.
There is dark and there is dark and there is dark and then there is black. She is black. Licorice and coal. She is hate and resentment and everything that tastes bitter, the kind of black that coats the tongue like oil and drips down the back of the throat and keeps going. The kind that grasps and clutches and leaches at your insides.
She is rough and dark and heavy and comes with the storm. I can smell how its rage clings to her edges.
Red is still the best color, thick and sweet and sometimes she brings it to me, mixed and mingled with her own taste and sometimes she brings me other colors but they don't last long because black consumes. Black devours.
But out of everything about her that is molasses and vinegar and shriveled, rotting raisins, it's her lies that taste the best of all.
I'm still kind of baffled as to how this happened. <3
HEY GUYS
So something happened recently...
I've been playing Penny down at Paradisa and we got a couple characters from Homestuck. So I read the comic. And decided I wanted to play Jade. And somewhere between there and now HAVE FALLEN HEAD FIRST INTO THE FANDOM AND HAVE BECOME TERRIBLY, HORRIBLY OBSESSED.
So now there is Terezi/Vriska drabbles.
There is dark and there is dark and there is dark and then there is black. She is black. Licorice and coal. She is hate and resentment and everything that tastes bitter, the kind of black that coats the tongue like oil and drips down the back of the throat and keeps going. The kind that grasps and clutches and leaches at your insides.
She is rough and dark and heavy and comes with the storm. I can smell how its rage clings to her edges.
Red is still the best color, thick and sweet and sometimes she brings it to me, mixed and mingled with her own taste and sometimes she brings me other colors but they don't last long because black consumes. Black devours.
But out of everything about her that is molasses and vinegar and shriveled, rotting raisins, it's her lies that taste the best of all.
I'm still kind of baffled as to how this happened. <3