homestuck because why not? {requests please!}

meuloz1

#TW pervy kurloz

#TW deaf meulin

#TW mime kurloz

((i love this ship with all of my fangirly little heart!))

kurloz and meulin sat on the large couch watching a movie. a small smile graced the cat girl's lips as she heard kurloz grumbling to himself. "what do you have against this movie purrloz?"she asked sweetly. he simply chuckled in the back of his throat and pointed to the screen which held the it clown. the beastly thing smiled his predatory smile just as he did every time they watchedthis movie. "the shit makes all clowns look scary" he said, voice gravelly but swift in a way.

meulin smiled her kitty cat smile as she looked up at him. "well... mew are a scary clown" she said, poking his painted cheek. the highblood laughed, a sweet booming laugh that she loved to hear bounce off the walls of the hive. "i guess i up and am" he said, grinning softly. she turned to sit on his lap, effectively startling him. "i like creepy clowns" she said, nuzzling him beneath the chin. 

kurloz chuckled slightly, arms around the oliveblood's waist. "and i love frisky huntresses". meulin gasped, giggling before she jumped off of his lap and landed on the ground, standing immediately and jumping onto the coffee table. "oh really?" she said, shrill voice bright and bubbly. "how about i make mew chase down your huntpurress befurr mew get any of this?"

the purpleblood laughed loudly again, standing up slowly. "you are on. my wicked kitty bitch" 

######a fence and several sweeps later####################################

the clown turned mime and the huntress turned handicap lie sprawled out on their couch. on the screen is the it clown, his face twisted up in a snarly grin. the subtitles flash across the bottom of the screen and meulin rushes to read them even though she knows every line of this by heart. she looks up at kurloz and smiles, him rolling his eyes at the screen. *not every clown in motherfuckin creepy* he signed to meulin, a frustrated expression on his face.

the cat troll smiled only more, giving him a soft kiss on his jaw. she took a deep breath, trying to control her volume as she spoke. she could no longer hear herself so the sweet voice she used to have now cracked and wavered. "i like creepy clowns" she said, sliding to sit on his lap yet again. "but i love creepy mimes". kurloz smiled, pulling at his stitches a little as he looked down at the precious girl. all of a sudden, a stood up and lifted her with him, flinging her over his shoulder. "purrloz! purrloz! what in the fuck are mew doing?!?" she called through her laughter. he just chuckled in the back of his mangled throat, grip on her tight as he reached up with one hand and papped her ass. he whispered gently into her mind...

"i got you my wicked kitty bitch. i got you"