Abigail12600

It was dark. Tonraq stood alone in the outskirts of the southern water tribe. It was a cold night, but that didn't bother him. His brother had asked him to meet him here, but he was no where in sight. Tonraq had waited already waited almost an hour and was about to leave when he saw a figure in the distance.At first the figure appears to Unalaq, but as he nears Tonraq realized that the man was unfamiliar and wearing a mask. “Wait, wh a-” Tonraq was cut off by another man tying a gag around his head. He jerked around to hit the man but was too slow. he grunted with pain as the second man kneed him in the gut. While Tonraq was wind

You sit at home chatting with a couple of your good friends online. You were currently in an argument with one of your friends Sollux Captor. You had always considered yourself to be a pretty good programmer. Although, Sollux loved to hackle you about your skills. He always argued that your skills were no where near his own. The kid really bothered you sometimes. But still, you had to admit, there was something annoyingly charming about him. With a sigh you read his most recent taunt. “You know you’re nothiing but an ametuer ii bet you cant even hack!” “omg sollux youre obviously just jealous cause im way better tha

You are at your best friends house for a sleepover. You and Terezi Pyrope had been friends for as long as you could remember. However, more recently you had realized that you liked her in a more-than-friends sort of way. You don't think you’ll tell her though; you don't want her to think you’re weird. Currently the two of you sat on her couch watching a murder mystery on tv. You can't help blushing as your hand accidently touches hers. You really had to get a hold of yourself! “You ok over there?” Terezi laughs and you quickly nod. “Cause you’re looking a little red in the face! Were you blushing?”

“-So in conclusion, this is why it is very important to always tag anything that may be considered triggering in advance.” Kankri had just finished one of his long speeches about one of his many triggers. As usual, no one had listened. The sweater clad boy let out a sigh. No one realized it, but he found their lack of interest kind of depressing. The way no one even cared when he stated his problems had started to weigh him down. In fact, it had been weighing him down for quite a while. “Were any of you even listening?” He asked sadly, pulling his sweater sleeves down in an attempt to cover his wrists. Over the past f

It had been an extremely hard day for you. You had been made fun of in three of your classes and completely ignored in the other four. This is how school normally is for you actually. You had never really had many friends. People just didn’t like you. The only friend you had was a boy named Gamzee Makara. He had always been around for you. The downside of this is that you had developed a huge crush on the clown over the years. You sigh as you walk home from school. You can wait to just get home and lock yourself in your room. This had become your normal routine; Walk home from school, lock yourself in your room, cry, dial Gamzee’