CindraOfTheLost

"Excuse me…" you said for the tenth time, remarkably keeping your straight face, you sighed, "Excuse me." your eyebrow twitched, that was it, you had been patient enough. You rolled your shoulders and cracked your neck with a sigh before leaning in real close, "You know… I don’t mind if you suck face, but could you do us all a favor and make out in front of somebody else's locker?" you said, your voice sickeningly sweet and cheery. The couple in front of your locker broke apart, seeming to finally notice your presence before giving you a creeped out look and walking away, "Stupid Couples…" you grumbled under your b

"Damn it! Why must you always do this Dave!?" You shout into the shared apartment. Your roommate Dave Strider decided to go out, while it was muddy and come inside and TRACK THE DAMN MUD EVERYWHERE! You where in attempt to hunt him down. Your black tail twitched with anger.  The tracks lead to Dave's room and you open the door. "Oh hey (y/n)" Dave says while lounging on his bed, mud practically everywhere.  He adjusted his shades and scratched his some-what white ears since he was covered in mud. "Dave what have I told you about tracking mud in the house?!?" You hiss at him. "Oh something bout death and a bucket of water. I really wasn't

Most people would tell you to stay away from John Egbert. You retorted with a snarky, "He's fucking hella, shut the hell up." John was looking at you.He was from the band called Pierce Hell, you knew, and that he had a habit of hitting on girls. Not that you minded if it was you. Again. Closing your locker, you smiled, and let your [h/c] hair cover your face as you blushed, putting your Trig book in your backpack, smiling, as someone passed between the two of you. Someone named Shinji. "Hey, you're the asshole who tried to hit on Hiyori!" He growled, and you recalled that Shinji and Hiyori were dating. "Look man-" Thoughts, cut off, hoo

When you first entered Alternia High, it scared the crap out of you. Being blind was pretty hard, to be honest, and the fact that you could accidentally smack someone in the face with your white cane didn't help either. Why not go to a differently abled school?, some may ask. Fuck no! You worked so hard to get into this school, this school was for people who were geniuses. They all had a special things they were geniuses in, some being sports, music, computers, basically anything that would put them above the norm of people who did it as hobbies. And they had dorms so you didn't have to deal with the bitches called parents. (To be honest, y

Karkat Vantas. For once, he was finally fucking silent. Usually, when someone bumped into him he made a huge deal about it. Yell at them, make them feel inferior, have them apologize, etc. But when this human girl bumped into him, he was silent for a moment, just because she had really pretty [h/c] hair and [e/c] eyes. It caught his eyes for a moment, as he trailed her backside, before realizing she was walking away, without a care in the world. "Hey nooksniffer!" He growled, and grabbed at her shoulder, which was clothed with [f/c] graphic t-shirt that had a cute little chibi person flipping you off, with the words 'moshi moshi' 'desu des

    It was a hot summer day. A nice breeze settled around the park you sat in. You were resting you back against a large willow tree, a sketchbook in your lap as you quietly drew doodles all over the paper, still not very sure what to draw. Children at the park screamed in delight as a parent pushed them on the swing or if they got tagged in tag. The parents talked amongst themselves. It was nice but a bit annoying from the screaming children. But this was the closest you were going to get to a place to relax.    "HEADS UP!" You heard someone yell a ways away. Since many people were at the park you didn't the words were directed at you.  

"Meow!" "Stupid meowbeast- Shut up already! Uh...Dad needs his sleep!" "Meeeew~" "No ___. No coldcuts." "Mrrrow~?" "No ___." "Prrrrr~~" "..." "Mew!!" "fuCKING- FINE YOU CAN HAVE SOME DAMNED COLDCUTS." Some turkey hit the floor in front of you and you smiled, purring loudly and swaying your tail. Your name is ___ ___, and you are a cat. Well, for the time being at least. Your owner, Karkat Vantas, sighed softly as your muzzle was digging a pit into the turkey, smacking the food loudly. When he left the kitchen, you lifted your head and padded over to a counter, leaping atop of it to look at the clock on a microwave. Ah yes, 9:59