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Meeting Again
A/N: This is part two of Raising Cherubs, where you and Caliborn finally meet after being separated from you for most of his life. I hope you guys like it and I would love some feedback in the comments, even if you disliked it :b enjoy!



"Who the fuck are you?"

You eyed the male Cherub as he stared you down intensely. He was exactly your height. He had red eyes and one red rod on each of his cheeks, and was bleeding out of his leg, you noticed. No doubt from where he cut it. He was blushing slightly as he continued to look you over, which made you feel a little weird, considering the fact that you practically raised him. You both continued to stare at each other until your gazes met yet again. You decided that was your cue to introduce yourself.

"I'm (Y/N)."

"I don't care. What I want to know is how you know my name, you blank-eyed whore," Caliborn barked out, assuming an offensive pose as his black staff morphed into a Rifle. You swallowed and put your hands up in surrender.

"W-We're your guides. Part of the game, that's all," you responded, body trembling with anticipation. You fiddled with the hem of your shirt as you both had a state-off once again. He nodded his head in understanding and walked closer to you.

"Are you with the idiotic clown?", the red-blooded adolescent asked. You nodded your head and told him that you were, to which he told you that it was easy to figure that out, considering the fact that ever female must have a male in her life to ensure the unintelligent gender's survival. You feared that Gamzee had been hurt by Caliborn.

At his comment, you kicked his rifle out of his hands and caught it before it hit the ground. It morphed back into a staff as you gripped the middle. You then charged at Caliborn and tackled him, straddling his hips and pushing the length of the staff against his neck, effectively pinning him down. He look shocked and terribly flustered, no doubt with your current position. "Get off of me, you crazy bimbo," he shrieked, face going red with embarrassment and anger. At that, you smirked with pride.

"It serves you right, young one. I'm not a stupid woman, nor am I a useless person. I can hold my own against sexist pigs like yourself," you spat out at him, finishing your miniature speech before getting off of him and holding out your hand for him to help him get up. Caliborn sat up, stared at your hand reluctantly, before deciding that you had gotten on his good side. He took your outstretched hand you let you help him. When he was finally on his feet, he let go of you quickly, dusted himself off before yanking his staff out of your hands protectively and grinning wickedly at you.

"For a female, you seem to be a reliable helper. Were you once a man?"

At this, anger bubbled up inside you. It must have shown on your face because Caliborn put his hands up defensively as he stuttered out, "I-I mean that in the best way possible! I'm not good with compliments!"

You stared at him in shock. Caliborn wasn't known to stumble over his words, nor was he known for being unsure.

You would know. You and Gamzee have practically monitored the Cherubs' entire life up to recently. You made sure never to interact with them, so as not to interfere with their natural development.

You crack a slight smile at him as you relax a little. You had forgotten that normal Cherubs, unlike Calliope, have a hard time being nice, since they are only programmed with the Caliginous quadrant. In a way, mean comments and actions are how he expresses fondness and kindness. He looked at you, expressing his confusion through his eyes. Most girls he knew would have been too offended to hear him out, let along believe him, and he didn't even know a lot of girls. After a few more couple of starting at him fondly, you heard a wheezing sound come from the ground behind Caliborn. Turns out your previous fears had been warranted.

"Oh my goodness. Gamzee!"

The poor clown had been beaten to a pulp, and shot multiple times. You ran past the red-blooded Cherub to Gamzee's aid. He opened his eyes, and looked at you smiling. You snarled at him, not exactly being angry at him, but at his happy façade. You sat him up carefully, apologizing as you noticed him wincing from the movement. Your eyebrows furrowed in worry as you slung his arm around your shoulders to stand him up and help him walk to the large tower with numerous computer monitors. You say him on the keyboard, making Caliborn shout, but a stern look to him shut him right up, although he continued mumbling under his breath.

You took off Gamzee's hood and shirts to get to his torso. You gasped in horror at the amount of billets that had gone through his body, and the amount of bullets that were still lodged in his chest, stomach, and abdomen. He was also bleeding profusely. You laid him down against the monitor and carefully began to pull the bullets out after taking a first aid kit from your sylladex.

As your hands moved all over the Troll's torso, Caliborn protested. This kind of shit should be done behind closed doors, for fuck's sake! He expressed his distress to the female, which only earned him another stern look from the you. He didn't know why, but he felt completely submissive to you, but not in a sexual manner. More like in a way where he felt you had a certain authority over him. As a blush spread over his face, he turned away from the scene before stalking away after, but not going too far from you and Gamzee.

It took about two hours until Gamzee was all patched up, but he still wasn't able to move suddenly or erratically. This was the time you appreciated the first aid classes you had taken back on Earth. Said Highblood looked at you gratefully and lovingly as he reached over slowly to stroke your cheek. Then, he pulled you in for a swift kiss, which you returned after cupping his cheeks and moaning softly. You both pulled away from each other and grinned. You were about to go in for seconds, when you heard a loud shriek.

"YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING EXHIBITIONISTS," Caliborn shouted from behind you as he carried a little bunny robot. You snorted in laughter as Gamzee chuckled before you both looked at Caliborn, whose face was beet red.

You stood at full height as you helped Gamzee to stand as well, before holding your hand out to Caliborn.

"Come on, Little Cal, we have quite a bit of work to do if you're ever going to finish this game," you said to him. He looked down at your outstretched arm and scoffed, trying to seem tough. His blush only became brighter.

"Please refrain from touching me in any way. It's completely inappropriate!," Caliborn growled out aggressively, to which you scowled. You demanded that he not call you that and that he treat you with he same respect he treated boys with. He visibly gulped at your intense gaze and nodded, muttering something about females becoming too powerful for his liking. He walked over to you and Gamzee after you pulled your arm back at his request to not be touched. As you and Gamzee stood over Caliborn, who was talking to some guy, you couldn't help but feel protective over the rude little shit. You took Gamzee's hand in yours as you began helped Caliborn through the first stages of his session.
Meeting Again (GamzeexReader/CalibornxMom!Reader)
This is the second installment of Raising Cherubs. I hope you guys like it :3
Before You Go

A/N: If you guys enjoy this, tell me about it! If you didn't, tell me about how I could've made this story better. Negative or positive, I love when people give me some feed back :3 enjoy!

PS: You are a highblood in this, but not a Seadweller.



The young Seadweller turned to look at you as he heard his name leave your lips. His eyes widened the slightest bit in curiosity, his glasses had slid down a little, and his hair was a bit messy. He had left his cape in your home before he followed you to your current location, which was under a gazebo you had built at the beach. You had a hive in the jungle a little ways from the shore and you often liked to spend some time at the beach with your best friend. His shirt was off as well. It had been thrown in the sand along with his scarf, and he was currently only in his pants, which were rolled up to his knees. You had gotten out of the water a couple of minutes prior to this moment, so you were both soaking wet. Your long mane stuck to your skin. You had half the mind to put it up in a bun, since it resembled a wet glob at the moment. You were wearing your favorite two piece bathing suit, which was the color of your blood and showed off your body, but you doubted you looked attractive at this point. With Eridan around, though, you found it hard to think about your appearance, or rather, about anything at all. Anything but him.

"Tell me about the game you're about to play," you said bluntly. You never were one to beat around the bush. Eridan's eyes lingered on you for a moment before he turned to look back at the ocean. He sighed through his nose.

"I honestly have no idea wwhat it's about," he said. He turned to you again. "No one evver tells me shit."

You giggled at his bitter tone. You smirked for a split second before his face expression soured up again.

"Seriously though! Wwhy don't I seem to fit in wwith 'em? Fef blends in wwell, wwhy can't I? Is it because I'm a Rustblood?"

You snorted in laughter. His Casteist jokes could be a little rude, but they were funny, nonetheless.

"Danny, they probably don't know how to handle such a classy guy," you joked, nudging him in the ribs just hard enough to make him lean to the side a bit before returning to his normal position. He looked at you and scowled.

"Howw can you stand to be so childish? An' I told you to stop callin' me that!"

You raised your hands in mock defeat as you chuckled. He looked at you, scowl deepening.
You continued to smile at him.

"Why can't I play with you and your friends," you asked softly, looking at his hive in the distance.

At this, Eridan perked up. He looked at you, heart clenching as he saw you looking away from him nervously. You obviously want to play the game just to spend more time with him. He swallowed hard.

"You just can't. Sol didn't find thirteen copies, he found twwelvve. For his closest friends. If it wweren't for Fef, I wwouldn't evven be playin either," he explained for like the third time. In truth, Eridan knew what playing the game meant. It meant losing his Hive, his Lusus, his Oceans, his Alternia, and you. The only reason he hadn't told you about the impending doom the planet would be facing was because he didn't want to worry you. As far as you thought, the game was a regular computer game.

You sighed, a little sad that you wouldn't get to play with Eridan. If it wasn't obvious enough, you were completely flushed for Eridan. You had hoped you'd be able to play and bond with him and his friends, but it had been clear all the way up to right now that there was no way you'd be included in it. You were disappointed and all, but you accepted it.

"Can I at least watch you play,", you asked. You watched as his expression twisted into one of frustration.


You clenched your fists.

"And why not?"

"Because I say so," he replied, somehow managing to keep his cool. You hmphed, but left it at that. The sun was beginning to rise, so you began to focus on that instead of the disappointment bubbling up inside you.

Seeing the beautiful colors of the sunrise, however, calmed you down almost instantly. You peeked over to where Eridan sat to see him looking at the ground below him. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't realize what he was missing.

You grabbed him by his horns and redirected his gaze to the sunrise. He was about to protest, but as soon as he noticed how amazing everything looked, he dazed off. You chuckled. He always liked the view from here. The waters lit up a dark purple, his hive seemed like a mere shadow amongst the horizon. The skies were painted red and purple and blue. It was pretty magnificent.

You, however, were focused on him. He looked so good in the dim light. It wouldn't be long before he had to swim back to his ship and you had to walk home, and you wanted to enjoy him as much as you could. If it were up to you, you'd stay here for a bit more, but the route to his hive didn't have heavy plant life to cover him from the blazing sun like yours did.

You felt the urge to confess to him right then and there. The burning feeling of excitement and anxiety spread through your body. Your breathing sped up and you started to play with your earring subconsciously. His features were accentuated by the small amount of light that came from the rising sun. His lips were parted slightly, allowing his shark-like teeth to peek out a little. The purple streak on his hair stuck out a bit more and his skin glimmered a bit due to the droplets that lingered on him.

All in all, he was breathtaking.

You swooned a little on the inside. You both liked to enjoy the sunrise together, and after sweeps of doing this with him, you had to admit, you had never once gotten bored of the scenery, whether you were talking about the painted skies or the way your best friend looked in the midst of it all.

You knew you were both only 6, but you could feel that you were meant for each other, even if he didn't know it yet. Crazy right?

Upon noticing that the Sun was about halfway up, you lightly poked Eridan, and that was his cue to gather his things and start heading home. You both stood up and quickly cleaned up your area before turning to each other.

"I'll give you your cape tonight, alright?", you told him as he was adjusting his scarf. He looked at you and pulled you into a quick hug. It didn't last more than ten seconds, but just the feeling of being close to him and having his arms wrapped around your waist was enough to make you feel whole.

"Don't swweat it. I have another at home," he said before kissing your cheek hastily, and action he only did on rare occasions. Your face flushed as a goofy smile overtook your features. He pulled back and flashed his own toothy smile. A for real smile.

Your gazes lingered on each other for a second more before he turned away and ran to the waters.

"See ya tonight, Eridan!" You shouted after him, to which he turned to you and waved one last time.

As always, you had waited under the gazebo until he messaged you that he had reached the shipwreck safely. At that, you turned and scurried off into the jungle in the way of your hive.

Eridan look at your retreating silhouette and swallowed back tears.

You didn't know it yet, but you wouldn't live to see another sunrise with him.

He just hoped your death was quick and painless.
Before You Go (EridanxTroll!Reader)
Hope you enjoy this one guys :3
A\N: Keep an eye out for a possible part two of this :b if you enjoyed or if you didn't, please write a comment about how you liked or disliked it. It'd be totes appreciated so thanks!


"Ow! Motherfucker, quit your shit!"

"Gamzee! Don't talk to him like that!"

You currently stood in the middle of one of the rooms of the former laboratory...on the meteor. You know the one. The room was currently being remodeled by Gamzee and yourself in order to make it fit for growing cherubs. You had been standing behind Gamzee, watching as he cradled a sleepy Calliope. Calliope never seemed to like you all that much, preferring to chill with your clown companion instead of you. You made a ton of effort trying to get her to like you like she liked Gamzee, even dressing up in bright colors to resemble the Tricksters in the lore that Gamzee read to her sometimes to put her down. You gave up, though. Eventually, you got used to her not caring for you. Looking at the red eyes of her brother who had woken up seconds after his sister fell asleep, though, you realized that having Caliborn on your side instead wasn't so bad.

You looked at Gamzee, who's face twisted into a sour grimace at Caliborn's violent thrashing, before taking the male cherub from the tall troll's hands. As soon as he had woken up and noticed he was in Gamzee's arms, he slapped the daylights out of said troll.

The moment Caliborn's eyes met yours, his frown turned into a toothy grin, which only emphasized his mischievous appearance. You grinned at him, bringing your forehead to his and cooing sweet things to him. He cackled, mimicking your own laughter, and cupped your cheeks in his tiny, green hands in an attempt to show affection. Caliborn's motions, however, were often rough and erratic, and he ended up accidentally digging his claws into your skin. You winced and carefully pulled his hands away, before putting him down on a mat that you had knitted to keep the little cherubs from having to sit, play, or crawl on the cold, metal floor of the room.

"I don't motherfuckin understand why you prefer him. Or why he up and hates me so much."

You chuckled at Gamzee's obvious jealousy at the close relationship you and Caliborn shared. His purple eyes met your own before you both bursted into soft chuckles. Suddenly, you felt his arm snake around your waist and pull you close to him. Without any sort of warning, he crashed his lips to yours in a playful kiss, that only lasted a couple of seconds before you both pulled away. He smiled as you giggled softly at him, a peaceful air surrounding the both of you. You graced his cheek with the side of your hand. You paused as you pulled your hand back to notice that some of his make up had smeared. You looked back up at him an laughed a little, noticing the gray patch of skin that now peaked out from under the white paste. He attempted a glare, but couldn't hold back the grin that threatened to surface. He was about to pull you in for another kiss, when his face contorted into a pained expression. He honked and jerked his ankle back from Caliborn, who had managed to crawl to him just to give him a big, ol' bite. You doubled over in laughter as you scooped little Cal up, before walking over to where Gamzee laid and holding out your hand for him. Gamzee narrowed his eyes at the Green babe in your hold as he took your hand in his and let you help him up.

"Look at that smug ass motherfucker. He wants you all for himself, doesn't he," Gamzee glared at the red blooded cherub, leaning in closer to him in a subconscious attempt at threatening him. You watched on with an amused expression.

"Well tough motherfucking luck, because she's MINE. You get me, you- SON OF A FUCK!"

You cackled a little louder than intended as the Juggalo reeled back before his hand flew to cover his nose, which was oozing royal purple blood from a bite small bite, curtesy of Caliborn.
The young one laughed along, clapping his hands together, happy to have made you laugh.

Gamzee, however, was far from amused.

"I'm gonna go fuckin' bandage this shit up. I can't take much more of this motherfucking ABUSE," Gamzee grumbled. You chuckled and leaned your body away from Gamzee in order to keep the violent cherub from further harming your Matesprit as you gave said Highblood a peck on the cheek. Gamzee looked at you, glaring half heartedly. You knew that he wasn't really upset with you, though. He wasn't even upset with Caliborn either, not really. He would learn to get over it soon enough, just as you had done with Calliope's own passive aggressive attitude towards you.

As Gamzee limped towards a first aid kit, you turned back to the lordling in your arms. His head rested at the crook of your neck, his arms were wrapped around your neck, and his legs wrapped around your middle to hold on to you better. He pulled back a little to look at you and made some gurgling noises in an attempt to speak to you. You humored him, acting surprised and interested as he chattered on and on about some nonsense that even he probably didn't understand. You were so busy with Caliborn, you hadn't noticed Gamzee staring at the two of you, a starstruck expression on his face. He smiled softly at the scene before him.

He paused the bandaging of his ankle and nose to witness the miraculous view that the Messiahs had currently blessed him with. It was only a matter of time before you and him had to leave the cherubs to thrive on their own, and he wanted to make sure that he remembered each and every moment you both spent with them. It wasn't easy, being teen parents and raising a whole other species.

It wasn't easy, but you both made it work.
Raising Cherubs (Gamzee x Reader)
This is something I've had in my mind for a while so I decided to write it down :b might add a second part to this :b hope y'all enjoy!
A Twist in Our Story


A/N: Guys I love comments, so if you have anything positive to comment, pleeeeease feel free c:


[3rd Person]

Giggles filled the halls of the meteor as the small group of trolls and humans sat and told stories amongst each other. Amidst this group was a young sea-dweller, the last of her rare kind. She was a young violet-blood, right up there with Eridan, who had been her friend once upon a time. She had been listening to the others talk and laugh with each other, but didn't really share much about herself or her experiences. It may have been because of her reclusive nature, or the fact that she just liked listening to others and giggling along with them. Or maybe it was because there was someone missing in this group, and she couldn't shake the guilt that was consuming her slowly. Her fins twitched as Vriska and Terezi cackled at Karkat's latest tantrum. She bit her lip, minding her sharp teeth. She had been trying to gather the courage to confront Vriska about a certain Juggalo's exclusion from their little activities, but she didn't want to ruin the care free mood that had been going on for a couple of hours now. It was one of the rare moments that they all gathered around like this, but it still didn't feel the same without her favorite highblood being included. She glanced at Dave and Karkat, who were sitting along with The Mayor. They were both smiling faintly, so faintly that it was almost unnoticeable. The exiled Dersite looked pretty content too. She then glanced at Terezi and Vriska, who had rekindled their friendship and had become moirails. They seemed to be good together, but she wasn't quite sure. She then glanced at Rose and Kanaya, who were cuddling with each other while sharing a wool blanket. They had peaceful expressions and it was obvious that they were enjoying themselves. She finally evaluated her inner feelings. This was obviously a giant feelings jam amongst friends, so why shouldn't she be able to voice her thoughts. With a quick clearing of her throat she decided that now was as good a time as any to spill the contents of her mind.

"Where's Gamzee?"

The lively chatter of the group ceased immediately, as all seven of them looked at the sea-dweller in confusion. It certainly wasn't like her to have outbursts like that. The only one that reacted quickly was Vriska, who's expression soured up instantly. She scoffed as she waved the question off. Karkat swallowed, feeling pretty startled and awkward about Gamzee being mentioned out of the blue like that. Kanaya scowled as Rose tried to stop her from getting too irritated.

"It doesn't matter where he is as long as he doesn't come near us," Vriska stated simply. Just like that, everyone became absolved in the previous conversation that had taken place before royal troll had spoken up. Said she-troll glowered at the group, Dave being the only one who glanced at her in pity. She swallowed nervously as she spoke up again.

"Yeah, but we're hanging out as a group. Isn't he one of us?"

Everyone looked at her again, and she could tell that they were beginning to get upset at her. Before Karkat could yell, though, a glaring Vriska spoke up once more, this time her annoyance was more evident in her words.

"Well, let's see. He killed Nepeta and Equius in cold blood and was  probably planning to kill more of us. So, no, I wouldn't say he is."

At this, the water breather grunted, already feeling her blood boiling.

"You culled Tavros in cold blood, when all he was trying to do was stop you from getting us all culled because of your obsession with wanting to be the savior and getting the spotlight. You also culled all those trolls you captured during your FLARP sessions, guilty and innocent alike. Isn't that why Terezi stopped trusting you?"

Vriska went blue with anger, and Terezi was about to start shoosh-papping her but Vriska pushed her away roughly. Before the cerulean-blood could retort though, the violet-blood stood up and held up her hand, making Vriska stop in her tracks.

"Don't bother, Vris. I'm leaving. There's betta company waveting somewhere in the vents, anemoneway."

With that, the young sea-dweller hiked up her skirt and stood up, before turning and walking away from the group, who stared at her retreating form in slight horror at the things that she had said. Vriska was about to run after the retiring troll, but Terezi quickly forced her into submission.

[Your POV]

You shook your head as you walked away from the group of ignorant dick heads. They all worshipped Vriska as if she were some messiah. You know better though. The messiah was the one they treated as if he were a rat. You and Gamzee had been pretty close until he killed Nepeta and Equius. He was basically exiled from the rest of the people on the meteor shortly after, and with no technology, he and you had no way to communicate. It had been a couple of months, you guessed, since you saw him last, but whenever you thought you saw him blur through the darkness, your thought you saw his eyes gleaming in the ventilation system, you smiled and waved.

You held your head up high and walked with confidence through the halls of the lab, turning absentmindedly every now and then in search of the quietest, most secluded parts where you were sure Gamzee dwelled. The halls became darker and darker until your eyes finally dilated to take in more of the faint light that reflected off the metal walls. You, along with every other troll, could see perfectly in the dark, which made it easy when you went hunting. This was no different. Gamzee was a snake, and he was good at keeping to himself. That was a huge problem, considering the fact that he was dysfunctional when he was alone. Your nose caught the faint overwhelming stench of decay as you rounded yet another corner and wound up in a pretty hot room. The air felt sticky against your skin and you had to fight the strong urge to gag. You scrunched up your nose in disgust as you looked around the room. It was a messy place, with a lone sleeping pad. Trash littered the room and you noticed that amongst the mess there were several objects that the others had claimed as "lost". You frowned as you realized that this room was very much inhabited, only to realize that there was someone on the sleeping pad, and you were willing to bet 420,000,000,000,000 Boonies that it was Gamzee. You sighed in relief as you approached him and climbed onto the pad slowly, as to not wake him up. As you situated yourself into a sitting position against the wall, the Highblood shifted in place before you notice his body tense up and begin to tremble.

"Who the motherfuck is there," he  asked shakily. He probably thought it was Vriska or Kanaya, or something. You sniffled as your eyes begin to water. God, he really did stink like crazy. You placed a hand to his shoulder and squeezed gently.

"Clam down, Clownfish. It's only me," you said, nose wrinkling as the stench began to burn your nasal canal.

Gamzee turned his head to look at you after he visibly relaxed at your voice. Then he smiled slightly.

"Water you doing here, sis?"

You giggled as you heard the lame fish pun come out of his mouth. You relaxed as well at this point, and decided to slide down until you were laying down comfortably on your side, facing him. He turned around, so that he could face you, too. You both looked at each other intently before you reached up and graced his cheek with the side of your hand. He was dirty, and he stank horribly, and his scars were far from unnoticeable, but he was still so handsome to you. His hair was matted and crusted with old blood, his breath smelled horrible, and his skin was dirty and his clothes were stained with blood and brain matter and dirt and grime and god knows what else, honestly, but you allowed yourself to disregard all of those disgusting facts in order to be close to him. His eyes had begun to fill in with his blood color and his teeth were yellow and still as slightly crooked as ever. His face paint was smeared, as if he didn't put effort into it at all. The bags under his eyes and the faint purple stains on his white pillow told you that he was depressed and alone, and that he needed you now more than ever. You smiled at him as he snaked an arm around your waist to pull you closer to him. You tensed as your face was forced into the crook of his sweat-stained neck, and cringed as you took a needed breath of air.

"I motherfucking stink, don't I?"

You noted the hint of a chuckle in his sentence and allowed yourself to get a little playful with him.

"And then some. Cod, you need a shower," you laughed out softly as you pulled away from him slightly to look at him. He looked right back at you and smiled widely. You noticed, however, that the smile didn't reach his eyes. Your own smile faded into a slight frown at this realization.

"I'm here for you, you know," you said, dropping the puns for now. Gamzee faltered.

"Where the motherfuck were you when I was crying myself to sleep, then?"

You cringed at his cold remark. He wasn't done talking though.


You choked back a cry of fright as his voiced raised dramatically.

He glared down at you.

"I haven't fucking seen you in perigees, lil mama. Don't up and try to get me to believe a single word of comfort that come out of those motherfucking lips of yours."

You bared your teeth as you glared right back.

"What about you, you giant fucking douche?? Why haven't you made any effort in at least making me feel as if you need me?? You haven't tried contacting me in months either, so you have no right to- mmnff?!"

Your angry rant was rudely cut off  as the clown crashed his lips into yours roughly. You stubbornly struggled to pull back to finish your outburst, but soon melted into the kiss, even though the taste of his mouth was foul. He softened the kiss by a lot as he felt you relax and pulled you closer to him. Your legs tangled together as your kiss escalated into something magica-, I mean, miraculous. You placed a hand on  the base of his skull as he held the back of your neck with the hand that wasn't around your waist. His tongue lapped at your bottom lip eagerly, and you let him into your mouth just as eagerly, again disregarding the fact that he tasted terrible after months of not brushing his teeth. His long tongue tangled with yours and your lips clashed as you both tried to get even closer, but to no avail. All to soon, the burning in your lungs due to the lack of oxygen caused you both to pull away, panting heavily.

"I'm so motherfucking flushed for you, baby girl. You have no fucking idea," he muttered against your lips.

You chuckled, leaning your forehead on his. "I can see that," you exclaimed, too giddy and excited to realize that you had said that way too loud. He stared at you expectantly, eyes tinkling in euphoria.

You grinned at him and said, "Flushed for you too, Clownfish~"

He returned your grin, and by the way that his eyes crinkled and shone when he did, you could tell that this time, his smile was real.
A Twist in Our Story (Gamzee x SeaDweller!Reader)
Inspired by some Gamzee fanart by chubsintubs (tumblr) :b I really suggest you check her out.

Also slightly inspired by the song A Twist in our Story by Secondhand Serenade, which I suggest you also go check out
Diamonds, Spades, and Hearts

With all of the blood that colored these parts of the vents, you were surprised that this section of the lab didn't smell like rotting corpses. You carefully crawled through the vents, attempting to get to your desired destination without slipping on blood or scraping the top of your horns against the top of the ventilation system. You dressed simply, your black tee with your sign and a long, dark gray skirt. You scowled as you realized that your regular outfit was now ruined, and that you would probably have to ask Kanaya to make another. You furrow your eyebrows and continue on for a bit more, using the blood as a guide until you hear soft sighs up ahead. You perk up, webbed ears twitching as the faint sounds reached them, and let a grin form on your face.

You had been warned to stay away from the vents while alone, in fear of what lurked within, but your blood pumper just couldn't take it anymore. You needed to do this. He was probably feeling so alone right now. You finally reach him, after what seemed like an hour of crawling around, and you find that he is sound asleep, surrounded by bodies and drawings painted in colorful blood. He had bronze blood on his lips and upon noticing this, your soft smile turned into a cold frown. You crawled on top of the clown and straddled his sleeping form before waving your wrist in front of his nose. With any luck, he would wake up, recognize your scent and not attack you right away. However, your plan didn't exactly work out like planned. His eyes snapped open as he lunged forward, pushing you down so it would be easier for him to subdue you. He seized your wrist and grabbed it tightly, so much so that you were afraid it would snap.

"G-GZ...", you grunted out. His eyes, red with rage, finally focused on you, and he snarled.

"What the motherfuck are you doing here..."

It may have seemed like a simple question, but he said it in a way that made you fear for your life. The cuss word that should have been familiar by now came out as a guttural growl. You whimpered pathetically as you realized that the Gamzee you were searching for was no longer here. The clown noticed your fearful reactions and chuckled darkly, moving the hand that gripped your wrist moved down to your elbow, up to your shoulder, before traveling up your neck to caress your face almost lovingly. You saw the angry red of his eyes dim into a dark orange before he dug his claws into your cheek and yelled out, "I ASKED YOU A MOTHERFUCKING QUESTION, MOTHERFUCKER!"

You cried out, arching your back to try and move away from him, but to no avail. He moved his hand away from your now abused cheek to tangle it in your hair. Although it was normally very soft and fluffly, the stickiness in the air mixed with the stickiness of drying blood had your hair feeling gross and grimy. The wounds on his face only accentuated his sinister looks, and you couldn't look away.

You cleared your throat and with a low voice, you answered, "I just came to check on my favorite moirail. Is that so wrong?"

You could see his expression soften a whole lot as he bent down to place kisses to your bleeding cheek.

"I'm afraid you are no longer a moirail to me, sister," he spoke against your skin with a chuckle. You tilted your head to the side in confusion and hurt.


He pulled away from kissing your cheek over and over to look at you, licking your delicious sea dweller blood off of his lips.

"Karbro is my motherfucking palemate now, lil mama. AINT NOTHIN THAT CAN BE DONE NOW ABOUT THAT."

You gaped at him before baring  your sharp teeth in anger. How could that...that mutant blood betray you like that?! That scum will pay the highest of prices for what he had done to you. You tried pushing Gamzee off of you, feeling all of the previously flushed feelings you had for him vanish almost instantly, and you almost succeeded, if it weren't for him being so strong. He grinned widely at your anger. You could feel all rational thought leave you as you growled at him to get the fuck off. You quickly retrieved your weapon from your Sylladex, only to have it wrestled out of your hands and tossed aside. Gamzee tried shooshing your anger away, but it only fueled the flames of hate that ignited inside you.

How dare he. After cheating on you, how could he try to shoosh pap you? You were simply disgusted and yet....

Your angry cries and snarls faded into a soft purr as you felt the familiar feeling of Gamzee's rough hands on your bad cheek and hearing the calming sound of his shooshing.

You began to tear up, realizing that this was probably the last time you would be able to experience a moment like this. The pseudo hate that you had been feeling moments ago disappeared, and you were left with an empty feeling inside of you.

He moved off of you for a second so he could sit down with his legs spread before pulling you on him gently. You straddled him once more as you buried your face into the crook of his neck and cried. He whispered sweet nothings into your ear as he smoothed your hair out.

"Gamzee... I'm so pale for you", you squeaked out unattractively, voice slightly muffled as you spoke against his skin. But the truth was that you weren't really pale for the juggalo, and never had been. You had been flushed for him for as long as you could remember, but he had feelings for Tavros. So when he asked you to be his Moirail, you eagerly agreed, just to be able to have him in one of your quadrants.

"No you ain't, baby girl. Why don't you up and tell me how you really motherfuckin feel? ", he said softly. With his current state of mind, he sounded a little intimidating, but upon noticing that he hadn't moved any part of his body except for his hands, you let yourself relax. You pulled back a little to get a good look at him. He was splattered in crusty blood, some Olive, some Indigo, and some Cobalt, and the scratches on his face had begun to scab over. His eyes were half lidded and seemingly glowed a dim orange, and he had that easy going smile one again.

You found yourself falling in love all over again, with a much more different Gamzee.

"I can't. You know I can't do that, GZ, I-", your sentence was cut off by a chapped pair of lips. The metallic taste of blood surrounded your tongue as he kissed you passionately, pulling you closer as if he couldn't get enough of the feeling of your body against his. You kissed back almost instantly and opened your mouth gladly when his tongue lapped at your bottom lip. His adoration seeped into the kiss and it made the experience all the better. You pulled away reluctantly, panting slightly as you looked at him. He had a sly smirk going on and it made you all the more compliant to him.

However, you were a little confused.

In the past twenty minutes, he had expressed pale, black, and red feelings for you. You admitted that it was a bit odd, but as he pulled you in for another kiss, you couldn't really find yourself to care anymore.

As long as you were close to him, you were happy. You decided then and there that you would follow him to the ends if the universe, even if he didn't want you there.
Diamonds, Spades, and Hearts (GamzeexTroll!Reader)
I wrote this a while back and decided to fix it up before posting it. Hope you guys like it, and leave comments please :3


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