:33< *ac goes out for fishing*
It was night, no lusii around to bother Nepeta to leisurely fishing out on the lake. She enjoyed fishing, even though she couldn’t eat the fish she caught, it was a nice way to pass time and think about things. She set down a small tackle box with some bait, she placed a placed a fake worm on the hook and threw the line in the lake. She hummed to herself waiting for something to snag the hook. If it wasn’t for the rustling behind her nepeta, would’ve continued fishing bu she didn’t. She didn’t was to risk an attack.
She grabbed her Machete and slowly approached the bushes from where the noise was coming from. She kicked it and heard a yelp. “well its definitely not a mutated monster. But get up!”She demanded . “Dont make me stab the bushes!” She kicked the bshes once more waiting for a response.
Bright Blue Feathers pt1
[hello this is a johnkat fic im not sorry, ill tag everything having to do with this AU BrightBlueFeathers okay, now enjoy my shitty writing and occasional art]
Your name is Karkat Vantas, and you are once again in after school detention for the same thing you are in detention for every goddamn friday, for 2 fucking hours; cursing, big, fucking, surprise. You cast your empty gaze forward onto the blank chalkboard, figuring that there is probably some homework or something you could be working on, but you have already pretty much sunk this year anyway so why try. Figuring that every sad fucker at this institution dedicated to memorizing and then regurgitating useless information in the form of bull shit back out onto a sheet of paper to the ass-hat who taught it to them in the first place is just going to end up in the same position as everyone else; working nine to five in some dead end job. That is why grades have never mattered much to you, you can just go through the motions and then your worthless, useless ass can make minimum wage at a desk job, supporting just yourself, and then dying alone, because you are never going to be worth anything to anyone, not even yourself.
:33< *ac lurks about at her old house*
It has been a while since Nepeta checked on her house. “I wonder what it looks like now.” She said curiously as she got up from her bed and packed her bag and put on her mask to go outside. She hiked out to a suburban area to find her house. It was a small blue house that used to have a little garden. Her mother would place cat states in the garden, that woman really loved cats. She sighed thinking back when stray cats would come up to the front door and beg for food. She missed her white cat Ponce , he was the cutest cat she had ever seen. He ran away before this happened. Nepeta was on the doorstep.
She slowly opened door in case there were any lussi using it as a cave. To her surprise there was one. There was a big white sleeping cat in the living room. “Oh my god, there’s a huge cat in the living room!” She thought to herself, she froze in place. The Giant meow beat perked its ears awaken from its slumber. It turned its head to see Nepeta just standing on the door. Before Nepeta could get the chance to run away, it swiftly pounced on top of Nepeta. Nepeta was about to slice the meow beast with her machete, but it stopped. “Why did it stop?” The lusus just sniffed nepeta. She was confused by this, the lusus then proceeded to lick her, as if it recognized her. “Ponce! is that you!? The giant lovable cat purred in response. Nepeta just hugged Ponce around the neck and held him tight. “I was so worried about you!”
I'll always protect you..
Eridan smiled as she reassured that they would be together and was about to tell her something when she turned towards the oncoming danger. As soon as he could, he pulled his gun from his pocket and held it up close to his chest. He looked around with caution until he heard the tremble of rocks. Eridan stood frozen with shock as he watched Feferi tumble across the ground and fall lifeless.
He saw their future shatter in fear. He couldn’t even decide how to react and watched as the creature come close to Feferi. In a matter of seconds, Eridan had blasted two bullets into the side of the beast and watched it roll to the earth. The desperate man stood above the beast but it lashed out suddenly at him and Eridan fell to the ground. It landed on top of him and he fought to get the upper hand. He finally managed to push his gun up to its head and release a bullet, splattering blood onto the ground. With an effort, he shoved the lifeless off of him and made his way to the slumped body of the woman he loved.
“Feferi!” He pulled her carefully and gently into his arms and brushed the hair from her face. “I’ll get you back to the base,” he placed a small kiss against her forehead and stood up with her protected in his arms. As fast as he could, but also being as careful as he could so as not to jostle her, he made his way to the base.
Once back inside, he found what he believed to be her room and placed her onto the bed. Eridan leaned his head on her chest to make sure there was still a heart beat.
:33<*ac's ttempts to snag a box of candy!*
Nepeta found an abandoned bulk barn. She had to fight a gang of lusii to gt here and it wasn’t easy. She walked through the broken electric door being cautious of her surroundings she wnt through the large and empty aisles. There were some useful suplies that she found to be helpful. Batteries flashlights even cookingware for her Faction. Latula and Terezi would b glad to see this! She caught a glimpse of a large box of candies.
“This is perfect!” She immediately grabbed the box “Hmm ?” It seems like the box wouldn’t budge. “C’mon, move!”
so, i wrote a one-shot for this AU that zillienose blogged about.
i haven’t wrote in a long time and im kinda bad at one-shots (I’d do much better at a full on story) but please enjoy.
let me know what you think!
here we go…
Nebraskalog #2231 Date: April 13th, 2020.
Hello, my name is John Egbert, I am a god.
No, that sounds stupid. The man wearing the blue shirt falls down onto his bed, exasperated. He turns off his eyeglasses that are somehow a computer.
Whatever, the man thinks. I have plenty of time to finish this stupid journal. His partner in bed rolls over and says in an irritated tone “John, I hope you know that it is rude to wake up a florist on her day off.” The man turns to look at her with a sheepish grin, “Sorry, but these stupid ‘nebraskalogs’ are pissing me off.” he says with air quotes around the word nebraskalogs. John gets up and puts on a pair of pants, “I’m off to the wind farm, just another day as a technician.” The woman in bed grins, and says “Saunders Nebraska! The most efficient wind farm in the United States!” The man chuckles and walks outside, waving to his neighbors. The Pyropes had moved in a year ago. So far, no one had paid any thought to the identities of closely knit neighbors. Who knew the millionaire stock investor would be best friends with the wind farm genius who invented a revolutionary windmill design.
They (and their respective wives) are pretty elusive when it comes to public appearances. Their need for an intense amount of security was a source for rumors in Saunders. As did their peculiar, two houses; one extremely large property living conditions. Yes, the housewives of the town got together and gossiped about the attractive, rich young men and their beautiful wives. But that is all that is, just gossip. Too many years have passed for the people to trouble their minds of the mysterious gods that have long since become irrelevant. Faded, old wanted posters depict the fugitives in their adolescence. They’ve become too careful, too cautious for their faces to be revealed to the public. Their story is now a legend. A legend that plenty of people don’t believe. Some mock them, claiming it as a government trying to scorn its people. Some worship them, believing in times of hardship they shall descend upon them, saving them. And some regard it as a fairy tale. But in any case… this story is true. Of course it is, this wasn’t any news to you.
John got inside of his car and thought of the past. It’s nice to be driving somewhere and not be running. We must have done all of the running, all of it. John thought back, thought back to the days of the running. The days of death and war. The days when everyone was still alive.
It was an icy winter day. Colorado was a nice place to rest. Rose sat across from me, her wig sloppily applied on her head. Dave as well, holding hands with Terezi. It was always odd seeing her hornless, thank god Jade alchemized that chameleon suits for the trolls. They would’ve never been able to leave the house without it. I quickly messaged Dave that the couple across from him had been staring at him and Terezi. I saw his shades flash, and then he got up holding her hand and walked out the restaurant. The couple quickly stood up and briskly walked after them. I did the Windy Thing and caused the man to trip, giving Dave and Terezi enough time to escape. Extremely flustered, the man got up and ran out the door. I frantically turned towards Rose and before the question escaped my lips, she said “They’re okay, Dave is up to time shenanigans.” I exhaled in relief and went back to eating my french toast. Suddenly, Dave and Terezi appeared next to us. “Grab my hand, both of you!” Rose automatically extends her hand, and I stutter out “Wha- why?!” Then the doors of the diner exploded outward and S.W.A.T. Agents descended upon us, flowing into the room like cockroaches. I grab Dave’s hand and he spins his Time Tables, and we escape into time.
John thought of the past, he thought of the time of all the running. All of it.
Nepeta:Time for chores
Nepeta sighed as she cleaned out her two lions cage Ariel and Usama seemed a bit disgruntled by her moving about. She had to replace the hay on the bottom of their cage and retrieve food for them. Finally after finishing her chores she resumed to doodling her her private sketchbook. It how she keeps track of the life going on in the carnival. Usama nudging her elbow, insisting that she scratched his head instead of drawing. Nepeta just smirked and scratched him behind the ear. “Ok Usama you win this time.” she giggled to herself and started to play wrestle with Ariel and Usama. She had nothing to fear about them mauling her because she knew they wouldn’t hurt a hair on her head. She finished the playing and put them both in the cage secure. “I’ll be back guys I’m just going out to eat.” Taking her sketchbook with her to keep her company.
==> stop those kids
Nepeta was on her break. Her lions both in their cage just sleeping the day away, a couple of young boys decided to sneak into the tent and play around. They came across the lions cage snickering, they brought out sticks to poke the lions with to try to wake them up. Luckily both of the lions didn’t pay much attention to the boys prodding. “Hey they are just a bunch of lazy cats!” One of them shouted. “Well why don’t ya get in the cage yerself and try to wake them up?” The group of boys nodded
They rattled at the cage door to try to get it open. “Move ovah I’m gonna pick it.” A messy haired boy moved his friend over and attempted to pick the lock. Nepeta walked into her tent to see a bunch of no good boys trying to pick at her lion’s cage. She gasped quietly and growled lowly. Using her special ability she went completely invisible and sneaked up behind the boys and appeared before they noticed. “What are you doing with my Lions?” She loomed over the small boys with a stern gaze. They jumped back and yelled in surprise. “Who’s this harlot!?” one of the boys shouted. Nepeta just sneered at them. “I’m no harlot I’m the Lion tamer! What are you doing in here you aren’t supposed to be back here!” All together the boys pushed Nepeta back and ran for it.
The cage door one of the boys was picking at went wide open. Usama Jumped out of the door and pounced at one of the boys. “Usama!” Nepeta quickly grabbed Usama before he could do any real harm to the boy. “Yer a crazy bitch, we tellin’ everyone what happened here!” All of the boys scrammed out of the tent yelling bloody murder. Nepeta put Usama back in the cage. “I know, I know Usama…” She sighed and nodded her head. She was in for it big time.