floralGarbage
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Karkat Vantas had quite a shitty childhood, good thing CPS actually does their job in fanfiction world.
This will contain graphic depictions of abuse and neglect, if that upsets you please turn away.
Working on a update every 2 weeks type of schedule.
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Karkat lives through his regrets all over again. Dave is there to help.
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Karkat Vantas has feelings that don't want to fit in any quadrant, so his plan is just ignore them, don't say anything about them, don't do anything about them and then one day he'll die. He fails at every part of that plan.
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09 Feb 2021
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Dave is exploring the forests of Earth C when he stumbles over a clearing where the grass is dead, no wind blows, and the flow of time ticks to a stop. A strange rock in the centre of the Dead Spot takes him from his benign life and thrusts him into a world where danger and death come from above and his closest companion does not know his face.
Dave is a troll, Karkat is different, and Sollux fears capture more than death, but they have each other, and life goes on.
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09 Feb 2021
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Karkat has had a shitty life and has had to bust his ass for everything he has. He has no patience for spoiled, delusional, lazy people and this is exactly what he thinks Dave Strider is. They get paired up together for a project in their college English class and when Karkat accidently learns that Dave is fighting to keep custody of his younger brother Dirk, he learns that he may have been completely wrong about Dave and shouldn't have judged a book by it's cover. A story of two damaged boys coming to each others rescue and growing as people. <3
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- Part 1 of Covers
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09 Feb 2021
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I have no idea how long I’ll live.
The two of you had flown up to the memorial bell tower—you carrying him around the middle despite his protests—and now you sit with your feet kicked out over the side. Your cape is half in his lap, despite his insistence that he isn’t cold.
Most rusties don’t make it to 20 sweeps. But I don’t know what the fuck my freak blood is going to do.
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24 Apr 2020
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Your name is HAL STRIDER, and you have always been lonely.
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28 Mar 2020