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Due to an irrational fear of blood, Karkat hates the colour red. So what will happen when the new kid, who just so happens to wear that colour a lot, becomes intent on making friends with Karkat? Content Warnings: Blood, profanity, gun violence, blatant homophobia including the F slur, implications of self harm/suicidal ideation

A DaveKat fanfiction. A few years after the game, everyone sorta drifted apart. Some people stayed in touch, while others simply forgot. The latter would be me. At least, until I saw him again. Then it all came crashing back. This story is mainly in Karkat's PoV, but it'll switch to Dave's occasionally.

(cross-posted from ao3) (Lazy cover made by me) The Midnight Crew get a job to kill some mail carrier for money and Slick decides to go by himself, because it can't be that hard right? Except she isn't home, but her kid and her friends are. (Story rated mature for cursing, child endangerment and breaking and entering)

Dave Strider would never say he was depressed. He was troubled, but he never thought about suicide. That was, of course, until he met Karkat Vantas, who changed his views on the world and on life itself. However, depression is a slippery slope. Will he be able to pull them free from it's grasp? Or will he die trying? If you've ever watch Sala Samobojcow or The Suicide Room, you'll like this. It's not going be be exactly the same, so don't expect someone to die! This is sadstuck so trigger warnings for self harm and language and all that.

This starts out really sad. Anyway. Karkat and Dave. A former HUMAN couple is found dead. Two Notes were found scattered on the floor. Suicide. They made a promise to each other in their notes. A promise that stayed forever. Even into the next life. -NOT MY CHARACTERS!!!- -BUT MY STORY!!!-

OMG SO KAWAII!!! YOU BETTER UPVOTE THIS. UWU OWO. this is 98% satire

Karkat's entire life was going to change after his father won the lottery. "A private island", he said. He never said they weren't alone. I'm updating the story, since I wrote it last in 2017. Art credit to Ikimaru. Contains curse words and mentions of depression.

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Sydnie's life had gotten a little ... predictable. She went to the same boring job every day and had the same boring conversations until a mysterious stranger showed up and changed everything. What was his secret? Perhaps it had something to do with the Strawberry Watermelon Wendy's beverage he was constantly sipping from. Whatever it was, Sydnie wanted in.