Karkat felt alone. Friendless. An outcast. He thought he was alone in the world. Until he met Dave. He understood. They weren't so different, the two. They understood each other when no one else did. ((tw: graphic self harm, suicide))

A forest is one of the places where creatures of beyond human’s knowledge, reside. Of course, you just don’t go into one, and expect them to approach you and say hi. You can't see them even with the slightest glimpse either, even if you search for them all your life. But when destiny, future, and the Spirits got involved, now that will be a different case.

"I'm glad he only passed out, he could've really hurt his head. I stare at his pale face. How did that nice kid turn out to be this? I know nothing he did, does, or will do would change what I feel about him, but... I decide to take his hoodie off. Is a really warm day anyway, why is he wearing this? As soon as he's only with his shirt, shock fills my eyes. I stare at it. His wrists... I slowly pick his hand up and look closely. "Yes... I'm alright" His words echoed through my mind. The smile he had everytime he said that... Cry, you are not alright. I look at his left wrist, and notice words. I pick up his arm carefully, trying not to hurt him. These seem to be more recent that the other ones. I read; and I get more curious about this man's past more than ever. The bloody words that were hardest to read than I though surprised me; "I Have A Story To Tell"." "looĸ aт мe. yoυ wenт тнroυgн all тнaт. all тнoѕe нorrιвle тнιngѕ тнaт ғollow yoυ тo тнιѕ day. and yoυ are ѕтιll нere. yoυr ѕcarѕ ѕнow нow ѕтrong yoυ were aт тнe мoмenт. тнere yoυ go, мoтнerғυcĸer. yoυ are aweѕoмe." I believe all stories have a song. I hope you enjoy the song of this one. {With the time you will understand why I chose this one. It reveals a lot aout this story} тнє ρяєтту яє¢кℓєѕѕ - υи∂єя тнє wαтєя |Self-Harm, Suicide, Drugs, everything involved in this story are not okay, and they are never the answer. I am only writing it for fun. I am allways free to talk, I know what you're going through. If you need something, I'm allways there.|

"How's it going bros? Welcome... to the Death Trials." Someone's gone mad. YouTubers are being kidnapped, forced into trials. Trials that have them kill, or be killed. The rules are simple, you fight for your life and you get to keep your life. Only one can survive the nightmare. Warnings: some boyxboy content, blood gore, death and language. [Collab with Music_Is__Freedom]

"Please don't leave me." He says. You think for a moment and rewind and play his words in your head, writing down on the notepad. "i wont." ((Hi! I'm Dan, and this is my Mute! Dave, johndave story. I love hearing feedback from all of you, so please comment, vote and share my story! Thank you so much! I hope you have a lovely day.))

Fate, death, danger... What will change the world. The greatest hero there ever was, and the leader of a notorious new world gang... Where will the horrid primitive world leave the two? (The POV will not change mid chapter, this was inspired by the song superluv by shane Dawson. Johndave ftw.)

IT'S BACK! Cold is no longer on Hiatus! :D Cold is a sadstuck I've been trying to get back up and running for awhile now, I hope that you all can enjoy it once more!

((I got this idea from a post on tumblr.I do not own Homestuck,it belongs to the dark lord Andrew Hussie. Covert art is not mine)) Dave Strider lives in a world where everyone is born with Heterochromia. Their eyes don't match until the have met their soulmate. Will Dave find his? Read to find out!

You're just a lonely high-school girl... Who happens to be suicidal. But of course, this all changes when the boy of your dreams waltzes right into your life. Rated PG-13 for strong-ish language and possibly triggering events/words/phrases.