Your name is Karkat Vantas, and, you're getting pretty sick of living after the game. "You know what my favorite colour is, right Karkles?" "No, I don't care Strider." Dave stepped incredibly close to Karkat, who could feel Dave's body heat through their clothes. "Red." Life sucked sometimes, so much that Karkat stopped to wonder if he was being punished. If the universe wanted to bestow upon him the most annoying alien in existence. Dave Strider himself. But you don't believe that's what Karkat truly thinks, do you? Well, leave it to fate when someone needs an attitude adjustment. Karkat, the hopeless, hopeless romantic doesn't know what other trials will be forced upon him in the form of the hue which dripped through his veins and his old friend, Gamzee Makara. (TW: depression, self-harm, and brief mentions of suicide, will not contain sexual intercourse. //None of the art is mine unless stated otherwise! The only rights I will claim right now is the storyline of this fanfiction.\\)

When the summer blues start hitting hard, Lance realizes the fun in the sun is almost over before he is off to college across the country from his hometown in California. After about a year of being free from Highschool, Lance had been stuck at home with his rather 'large' family, and by this point, he is ready to go ballistic the next time he feels a Hot Wheels hit the back of his head or the next time he has to fight over the bathroom space for a shower or god forbid he step on another lego or dyno-nugget. So imagine the absolute relief he felt when his senior in high school invites him on a vacation with him, his, fiance, and some mysterious little brother. Lance wastes no time in packing his bags and setting off without a moments hesitation, his hyperactive brain imagined palm trees and relaxation without bickering or banter or even being bothered, but boy is he wrong, as soon as he finds a mullet bearing teenager in the backseat of his ride to freedom, those thoughts of peace and silence are shattered. Learning along the way the very importance of a bruise from a Hot Wheels or a gooshy sock from a chicken nugget, Lance confides in someone he never thought he would head to for emotional support. This book has high mentions of LGBTQ+ related content! if you do not enjoy nor wish to partake in reading that kind of thing than this is not your book, please leave. Trigger Warning= later mentions of homophobia, racism, anxiety, and child abuse. You've been warned.