The human race has been under the enslavement of trolls for sweeps now, and you're unfortunate enough to find yourself caught in the middle of it. You've lost hope of ever gaining your freedom back, and it seems that the only friends you'll ever have are the other slaves that come and go throughout the days. And altho...
lemons near the ending. i am a beginner so please be gentile... *hides behind aygo bottle i feat
Each of the Makara's have a personal slave. This is the story of Kurloz's slave/maid. (SO SORRY IF THIS IS CRAPPY!! THIS WAS A CRAPPY DESCRIPTION! PLEASE READ! THIS IS MY FIRST STORY ON WATTPAD!! PLEASE ENJOY!!! :o))
This is a kurloz X reader fanfiction. I DO NOT OWN HOMESTUCK!!
the trolls have arrived on earth and trust me we don't roll out the red carpet. especially for one silent indigoblood.
Kurloz has been having certain dreams of you for sweeps now. What lengths will he go to to get some sleep?