Rabu rabu potion~

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♥ Love Potion Meme ♥

1 ♥ Your character is now under the influence of a love potion. Whether they ingested it, inhaled it, or downloaded it, it's now magically in control of their emotions.

2 ♥ Whomever tags your character is the first person/robot/troll they see, and in keeping with love potion tradition, they are now hopelessly in love with that character. However they may not feel the same way...

3 ♥ Drama! Passion! Violence! Chaos! Sloppy make-outs! All set to a soap opera soundtrack. Go wild!

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[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

[ jkghdfjksghdfuihsgiudfhygioufhogifdgdfsgfjklhLKJHLFKJDSHLG KFHSLGKJFDISUGFODYSIGUHGFSD--

That's the only way to describe the muffled noises coming from Karkat's mouth as 1) Dave furiously and hatefully invades his mouth, 2) Karkat's pants leg catches on fire, and 3) he starts to defend his mouth with his own tongue.

Eventually, his claws make their way to the collar of Dave's shirt, digging in, twisting in the fabric, before he brings up his other hand (as a fist), AND PUNCHES THAT ASSHOLE IN THE FACE. ]

[timeturntable.livejournal.com]

[ HELL ]
[ FUCKING ]
[ YES ]

[ He actually hisses when the sensation of claws and fist kicks in. God damn, he's been waiting for this. One hand reaches up, tangling in Karkat's hair before yanking himself back to the troll's face. ]

You are the most pathetic shit I've ever seen- [ YANK, YANK ] -you little nubfuck.

[ LEANING IN AND BITING ON THE LOBE OF YOUR EAR NOW ]


[ HARD ]

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

[ His free hand scrabbles over Strider's face, knocking at his sunglasses, trying to pap them off. It's a little hard to focus on that task, though. Especially considering the blow his dignity takes when he gasps like a wiggler who just discovered his shame globes.

But he gets them off, and fucking throws those shitty glasses in revenge. All of this is accompanied by a harsh whisper in Dave's ear: ]

Fuck you, you worthless, softskinned nooksucker. Everything you touches turns to failure, and it's your goddamn fault.

[timeturntable.livejournal.com]

[ He took your glasses. ]

[ He took your fucking glasses. ]

[ Half a year of jealousy, anger, and repressed troll instincts pop up at once. You're mad about Sollux's leanings towards him, you're mad about how he treats Jade, you're mad about how he makes you feel this way- ]

[ You don't hiss at him so much as scream, charging, grabbing and pulling forward as hard as you can. You don't want to continue this conversation - that's time that could be spent inflicting pain or making out. ]

[ So if your plan goes well, both of you will topple straight the fuck forward, into the flame (and prime makeout position). ]

Stop pushing your own goddamn insecurities onto me!

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

[ SHIT IS ON FIRE KARKAT'S PANTS ARE ON FIRE and this is hot in more ways than one, oh goodness gracious.

Thankfully, though, toppling on the ground and wallowing around puts out the physical fires. The disgusting smell of singed clothing is in the air, but that's not important right now.

What's important is trying to keep on top of Strider, punching and hair pulling, poking at his eyes, and making sure he can't retort due to Karkat's lips and teeth over his mouth. ]

[timeturntable.livejournal.com]

[ Definitely not going to object to the biting and sucking face. What he does object to is being on bottom to Karkat. ]
[ He brings his knee up in the hardest blow to the troll's stomach he can manage, then tries to drag him under. In the meantime, he's going to be going for some hard blows, punching with one hand, grabbing at Karkat's nubhorns and (lightly) pulling with the other, and harshly whispering: ]

God, I fucking loathe you.

[selfkismesis.livejournal.com]

[ GUTBUST is SUPER EFFECTIVE. Winded, Karkat topples down and under, but not without scoring a few clawmarks down Strider's face (you smug shitstain). He's on the offense now, growing between gasps of breathe and hoarse insults (all containing the fuckword, thank you). His knuckles align with the gaps between Strider's ribs, and he digs in. Hint: this hurts like a bitch. ]

Everything about you-- [ Karkat's wiggling like a wriggler, hard to keep on top of. ] --is fucking wrong. [ His teeth go straight for the line between Strider's neck and his jawline. ]