>>52020
Sollux bolted down like lightning, hoping to get to the big-horned idiot in time--

Tavros turned his head slightly, letting momentum carry him forward as he took a cautious glance behind him-- undoubtedly wondering who it was-- and Sollux saw his lips say his name without the lisp, and the look on Tav's face was incredulous.

Had Sollux thought about it at all, he could've just used the same powers he was using to fly to stop the wheelchair and Tavros in place. In fact there were a lot of things he could've done instead of what he was doing, but he flew not to think but to forget about his troubles. So he didn't notice that Tavros wasn't headed for a cliff at all, but instead a very steep hill. And by the time he did, it was already too late. Sollux realized all at once that he was flying way too fast and without thinking let go of flight entirely, essentially throwing him right at Tavros.

Tavros' face suddenly set with a wide-eyed expression and he grabbed the arms of his chair and pulled it up with him as best he could as he hopped into the air. Sollux yelped as he felt all of the momentum leave into strong hands, hands that had caught him in mid-air. He opened his eyes, not scarcely believing what he saw: Tavros had snatched him out of his trajectory, and he was now staring up at the wheelchair-bound boy from his lap, legs hanging over the side. Tavros simply looked down at him and grinned a gigantic, goofy grin, asking him something he couldn't hear against the wind.

"What?," Sollux asked in reply.

"I said, are you ready?"

"For what?"

Tavros just grinned harder and closed his eyes as, to Sollux's utter horror, they barreled over the top of an incredibly steep hill and went rocketing down it. Sollux shrieked in abject terror and grappled at Tavros' neck for support as his legs went up in a half-hearted attempt to curl into a ball and be somewhere much safer and calmer than all this.

Tavros just pumped the wheels as fast as he could, and above everything Sollux could hear him making a loud, ridiculous call: "VROOOOOOOOOM!"

Sollux just stared at him blankly, his face frozen in complete shock. This can't even remotely be happening right now, he thought. It's not possible. But something inside him felt the same as when he was flying; that same feeling of his insides being pushed against himself with the sheer speed. It was that same exhilarating feeling, but he was experiencing it in a whole new and massively frightening way. And though he was never sure thereafter if it was a voice inside his head or Tavros in his ear, he heard something say: "Don't worry so much. It's all downhill from here."

Sollux screamed and Tavros yelled and both went speeding down the hill with nothing at all on their minds.

~~~

At the bottom, Sollux rolled out of the other boy's lap with a massive exhale of breath that he hadn't known he was holding. At first all he could do was babble, and when he looked up at Tavros he saw that same confused expression return. He couldn't really answer him, not right now--

Then, slowly, Tavros started to laugh.

It started out soft, and Sollux's babbling petered out as the laughter went on. Tavros' cheeks were starting to color a light brown, the laughter only escalating, and Sollux found he was laughing to despite how scared he had been a moment ago, and soon both of their chests were aching with the sound.

Beneath a clouded sky, the two friends laughed like that for some time.

>>52021
"Tavros, if you don't mind me asking... what are you doing?"

The big-horned troll just laughed, a little bit of his usual nervousness creeping back into the sound. But he knew that Sollux was curious. He would be too, in his position. So he shook his head and told him. "Well, every now and then... w-well, just about every week, really, I like to get out and feel like the old days, you know? Like when I used to roleplay and fight monsters and stuff. A-and... this is kind of like that. It's exciting, y'know?" Tavros looked up to meet Sollux's eyes, and saw his disheveled glasses, the windswept hair: yeah, Sollux probably knew that now.

"But that hill..." Sollux looked past him and at the sharp incline they had went careening down, still ridden with wheel-marks from this time and times past. He must have figured out pretty easily that it would take him forever to get back up the hill. "Why would you go through that much trouble getting back up there just for a half-minute's worth of excitement?"

Tavros wheeled himself back and to the left, rubber making the sand beneath them crunch softly. His eyes were almost closed, and he looked long at a spot further down along the beach. It seemed like he was staring at one spot, and at the same time staring far, far past it.

"This is... just down there is where I... I-I fell."

Sollux's mind went completely dark for a moment, remembering what Vriska had done. Not only that, but he was the one who had to go and find him. He didn't want to; not because he didn't want to go through the effort or anything like that, but because he didn't want to see his friend like that. He frowned somewhat, and looked up to ask Tavros the obvious question.

"So why do you come back here? It can't bring you too many good memories."

Tavros chuckled, turning back to Sollux with a soft smile, surprisingly. "No, not really. When I first came back here, I was really angry. I couldn't even speak. I didn't even want to p-play Fiduspawn for a while, if you can believe it." Sollux laughed a little; it was definitely hard to believe but he did, and he didn't want to laugh too much lest he accidentally hurt Tavros' feelings. The big-horned boy's smile hadn't waned anyway. "But I kept coming back, and for a while I didn't really believe it. It was like it had always been this way. And now it's... it's kind of like it happened to somebody else."

Sollux couldn't help but see his friend in a different light, seeing him talk so freely about the incident like this. It was mind boggling that anybody would ever be able to give up all the anger and hate that must have welled up from that one thing. But Tavros was sitting in front of him in his chair, laughing about it. He opened his mouth to say something, but Tavros didn't notice as he had closed his eyes for a moment. Sollux paused, wondering what was going through his head.

Tavros tilted his head back, looking at the sky with something like a grin, and for a moment Sollux panicked, wondering if his friend had ever seen him shooting through the clouds. Tavros sighed with something like happiness in the noise.

"It's not really about the memory anymore, though. It's more about where I've gotten because of it. It... it's not really about all this down here. It's more about what how much fun I have on the way down."

Sollux was stunned. He had never thought it would be so simple as that. That somebody could just be happy because it's better to be that way. And as he stared down at the sand, dumbfounded, an idea started to form in the back of his head.

"You know," he replied, "that ride down really was kind of fun."

"R-really?" Tavros sounded extremely pleased, though more enthusiam than he would have liked came through, causing him to retract into his chair with a bashful smile.

Sollux smiled more brightly at that, though no less sincere, nodding. "Yeah, really.

"Want to do it again?"

And with Sollux using his powers to push the chair and Tavros back up the hill, the two of them went down that hill over and over again until the sun rose, neither of them wanting to give up the simple fun they had found.

>>52022

Dude that was awsome.

>>52022
awwww ; v;
I want to hug them both, ffffff <3

Yeah sorry if this disappointed with the lack of prons and whatnot, but I felt like writing something normal and non-smutty and bam there it is.

From formspring:
http://www.formspring.me/andrewhussie/q/898172386

>Who knows what happened in the past with all these crazy troll boys and girls. I sure don't.

You know what to do.

>>52022
WONDERFUL ;A;

>>52020

I was extremely happy by just receiving the sweet picture from Katie, but this combined with it has given me a dosage of glee that will probably last me a long while. It's not too far at all from what I had in mind when I suggested the picture. So this is just all sorts of amaze! It's so refreshing to read something a bit more lighthearted with all the depressing things floating around. Saving for ever ok. <3

>>52030
Don't worry about it. - v-
That was super sweet and I loved it. Now I will gently prod you to continue your other fic because I can't wait to read the endinggg. *prod* :3

>>52022>>52021>>52020

Well, damn.

>>52058
I was going to ask what that meant and then be all curious about it for a few hours but then you already answered on the fora! This is both more and less awkward than I thought it would be.

>>52055
Yeeees I know I am going to get around to it soon.

>>52060
*PROD PROD PROD*
Okay I am gonna draw some porn soon I promise. ; v;
/lazy

>>51381
>"You think I'm a bad troll?"

Suddenly, the "I'M A BAD TROLL" minisong from the Troll in the Central Park came into my mind.

>>51488

lol oh fuck why is my insanefic posted here? everybody look away. LOOK AWAY.

anyway just found this board and it makes me happy. i love all your queer guts.

>>52089
Because you write AWESOME FIC and I am gonna hound you forever now OH HO HO

>>52089
Your fic is hilarious and cute and awesome and I love it

Guys, this shit is fucking adorable. I need to share because I'm having a cute seizure over here.

Art style's a bit stranger than I'm used to, but this was kinda cute.

>>52060

Whyzzit more awkward?

>>52104
Thank you very much!

Have another one everybody!

>>52117
Oh god damn it I'm going to die of cute

>>52125
Well good luck! :>

WELL I'M FINALLY WRITING THE "SEX" PORTION OF THIS CHAPTER OF SMUT FIC.

I'M SURE EVERYONE IS THINKING THE SAME THING I AM:

FUCKING FINALLY.

>>52145
...ALL I CAN SAY IS WOW, HAHAHA. ALSO CRUISE CONTROL.

I found this sketch in one of my neglected sketchbooks (traditional art WHO NEEDS IT) and decided to ink it. I've learned that ball point pen is absolutely horrific for digital lineart. Never again. BUT YEAH porn here ya go.

Reposted because whoooops forgot to resize. Fixed now.

>>52147

Even their porn is adorable. Wtf. AWESOME AS ALWAYS.

I think I like the whole, Tavros on sopor slime. Poor thing would probably be scared of it at first.

>>52164

Dude a friend and I were just talking the other day about the trolls getting high on slime. We figured Tavros would probably have an anxiety attack. XD

>>52175
Me, I always imagine Gamzee slipping someone else a little sopor slime to loosen them up enough. Otherwise say, Tavros is going to be way, way, way too nervous and uptight to relax enough for a proper seduction from his best friend or something. It's like a little bit of liquid courage.
Alternatively I imagine someone gets the bright idea to use it as lube for some anal and it gets absorbed into the bottom's system the same way an enema can be used to quickly treat dehydration or get you dangerously drunk very, very, quickly.
While all the mucous membranes in the body (mouth, nose, lining of the digestive system, various genital areas, anus, etc) are places that stuff can be absorbed into the body and bloodstream, the colon is specifically designed to reabsorb excess water from stool and return it to the body system before excretion. That's why it happens.

I am such a nerd about sex and anatomy sometimes.

>>52178

I want to judge you but I sort of thought the same thing.

Way too much time spent thinking about trollfuck bro bump.

>>52178
I wasn't aware that you can absorb things like that through your colon. :o
I'll have to inform a certain someone, since she's writing a fic where Gamzee uses the slime as lube, hahaha.
Also, yes, I can definitely see Gamzee trying to slip some slime to whoever it is he wants to seduce. They're all pretty uptight, and Tavros is like the master of nervousness in my headcanon, haha.

>>52180

Yeah, I saw that on 1000 Ways To Die. Some dude heard you get drunk way faster through your ass, and he gave himself fatal alcohol poisoning with surprisingly few beers.

>>52178
Sex-related geekery is almost certainly the best kind, depending on your point of view. To me it's the little things like the base-level chemistry and physical reactions and so forth that flesh out the minute details of the scene. So to me it only enhances a naughty fic if there is more to visualize and imagine, as it only immerses me in the scenario more and more.

Hey guys. Remember me? Remember my Equius/Tavros robodick story I started? Yeah. Shit's about to get worked on something fierce. Expect a full fledged fucking story from me possibly by tonight.

>>52220

looking forward to it!

>>52220
Aw what. Hell yes, son. I'll be right here. B^J

Any of you bros willing to beta this thing if I finish it soon? I keep finding typos whenever I look back and eventually I know I'll go typo-blind.

God damn it fake nails. I know you're here to break my of my nail-chewing habits, but you make it so damn hard to type.

Repost'n the whole damn beginning. I have to make myself stop now, I think 'm turning it into utter crap.

}:o)

Tavros had just stopped paying attention to the constant sensation of eyes on the back of his head. Equius made everyone feel that way when he would just stand back there behind everyone. Watching.

But, sometimes Tavros could catch him staring when he was supposed to be doing other things. His most polite, innocent guesses were along the lines of the other troll trying to size out the dimensions of Tavros' own limbs, so that he could make the robotic ones as accurate as possible. Or, on a darker note, the frightening young man could be already imagining the carnage that would occur when he was split in two so that the mechanical legs could be installed, for, surely, he would watch even then.

Tavros had started feeling those eyes on him when he was falling asleep for a few days before the... surgery. It was enough that when he had lain down the day of, it was alright to fall asleep with the hot pressure of his stare digging into the back of his skull. He still slept with a small smile blessing his lips because his dreams were filled with the ability to walk and eyes on his back that this time he knew were there because they just didn't want to leave him as he frolicked about, RAPPING WITH TC and engaging in some RATHER EXTREME ROLEPLAYING, though not as extreme as before. He wasn't about to risk his legs again, especially not while he was watching.

And then he was quite suddenly awake, his mouth open in a silent scream, his eyes welling up and he tore at his bloodied arms with tense fingers, staring straight up into the light and seeing nothing but whiteness and that burning, blackish spot of its source in his retinas, trying not to feel too ashamed of showing this weakness to the one who was watching; the one who always watched.

And then he was kind of aware that the girl and her chainsaw were gone, and that there were hands that were too rough on the torn and gushing flesh doing things and hurting him and then he could feel his toes and hey this isn't so bad.

He'd passed out shortly afterward, and when he woke up he could still feel that he was being watched, but he was too eagerly smiling and staring down his new legs as he rotated an ankle, lifted a leg up and touched at his own thighs, giddy with the fact that he could feel--even if what was under his hands was cold and hard.

His nervous eyes were suddenly staring right back at the shattered lenses that stared over at him. "Can... can I, uh..."

"You will be able to feel carnal stimulation." Tavros turned red, the bluntness rattling his already shaky nerves. It didn't help that all the staring was making him itch to try out the fullest capabilities of these legs. He hadn't liked the idea of being watched before, had he?

"Can, uh... can you, uh..."

"No. Do it, you low-blooded..." Tavros had to avert his eyes quickly, as it seemed like Equius was getting worked up like he sometimes did, but what he was instructing him to do was frighteningly delicious sounding. Besides, where was the shame in letting Equius see something if he had made it himself?

His face was red with the curiosity and embarrassment as he pushed down the metal pants, finding that they really seemed just to be metal pants over his brand new lower half, and he wasn't entirely sure why he couldn't just wear normal pants over them but he was too busy noticing that there was a fully hardened metal dick stretching up against his stomach at an impressive size. He didn't know whether his own had even been that big.

“Uh...” He spared a glance at Equius, then looked down again because watching him while he sweat and breathed all heavy like that was weird and it made him feel sort of uncomfortable seeing as how it just made his horns feel heavier as he very slowly reached down and touched that cold length of metal that was pressing against his navel.

Sputtering as his metal legs spasmed, Tavros felt a wave of heat ripple down through his skeleton, silently singing praises to the skills of the boy who was currently watching him grope quietly at the metal dick that now was his own while flakes of his own dried, brown blood cracked off his arms and fell to the ground around him. He comforted himself from that itching, twisting feel and the throbbing pain that still radiated from his freshly devastated hips with the thought of Gamzee's wide eyes and awestruck voice saying, "It's like a fucking miracle of brown snow all up in this shit's business," or, really, anything like that, but then there was the mixture of the pressure of those eyes on him and the fact that he was slowly starting to get the hang of sliding his hand over the jointed metal surface of his new appendage without catching his palm under the edges of anything and that was just freaking fantastic like nothing he could clearly remember.

But, even through that fog of a mental curtain, he was definitely still listening to the fast, harsh breathing that seemed to him like the only sound in the room--only sound in the universe--as it overwhelmed the sound of his own breath, the throbbing of his own heartbeat in his ears. But, it shouldn't have been that loud, right? It couldn't be good that he was breathing that terribly loudly so Tavros just had to chance a look, even as his face was starting to shine over with a layer of sweat.

Equius was four feet away from him. Not only was he so much embarrassingly closer, but what he was doing made the Taurus's face go dreadfully pale, then pitch into one of the darkest brown shades it had ever gone. Equius had kicked his boots off somewhere on the walk toward Tavros's clumsily masturbating form, and he was shoving off his shorts and leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination as his eyes were quite automatically drawn to the outline of the absolutely heinous bone bulge that was only held back by a thin layer of pinstriped nylon, and the small tears that showed off patches of the thick black hair growing at the base of the veined flesh-shaft, stained blue from just how engorged with that oh-so-superior blue blood it was.

Tavros had no idea why he was able to stare so long at what Equius was doing without the insults, but nothing good ever really lasts;

"You filthy brown-blood, you're lucky I don't just crush you in my bare hands; don't look at me like you think I'm doing something great for you; your pleasure is just a side effect of getting what I want." And then Tavros was recoiling slightly, because he'd always felt the gaze from afar and now Equius was reaching out and grabbing hold of his horn to hoist himself onto his metal lap and oh Gog no this was kind of scary, but what if he looked up? He could probably see his eyes through the lenses this close and then he did it--

The air felt thick and still as he stared right past those cracked lenses, his own eyes filled up with the nervous, desperate confusion that was painted all over his face. But, as he stared through to Equius's eyes, he did not see the disgusted anger in them that was spelled out by his bared teeth and furrowed brow. Instead it was some weird mix of so many things he couldn't decipher, but there were two he thought he could. But, those little tinges of fear and nerves must have just been some other complicated emotion Equius was feeling. Everything about Equius was always very complicated, so why would his eyes have anything simple in them?

That being said, Tavros found himself swaying and biting into his lip as those hands touched him. Those hands that had once made him feel like his insides were being handled with industrial force instead of the surgical precision he thought his guts deserved. The same hands that seemed to be just over the line into not-enough-pressure on his robo-genitalia. He made little mewling sounds in the back of his throat, trying not to make them too loud for worry that he wouldn't be able to hear that harsh breathing, that hissing and huffing sound that was weird and it made him feel like he was drowning in the humidity of the breath that washed over his cheeks when all at once, there was quite suddenly a very tight, very warm heat squeezing all around that new metal dick of his and wow, what was that--wait, why were Equius's eyes clamped shut?

It only took him half a second longer to realize that the blue-blood was currently impaling himself on his own creation. He might've been able to convince himself that it was all some very complex, sophisticated way of helping him break in the new legs, but that huffing-puffing symphony was now interspersed with an absolutely feral sounding grunt every second or to, and he tried very quickly to grab onto Equius's arms as they hung from his horns where the boy had gripped on, but that gesture was greeted was the limbs jerking away.

"Don't touch me, you slime!" And then he pulled up, shoving himself back down onto the metal shaft again and letting out an uncharacteristically whiny moan, and Tavros's arms flung themselves tightly around Equius's waist and the strong troll didn't even try to fight him off as he nuzzled his face right into his chest.

He could feel all of it; the tug of Equius's hands on his horns, the way that ring of muscle was spasming and twitching as Equius seemingly tried to relax (but when had he ever done that?)

It was just starting to dawn on Tavros that maybe he wouldn't get to feel a real finish when he noticed the stimulation around his metal junk rising, his head lolling a little with its own weight as he quietly passed into a new plain of bliss, one that seemed to just stretch forever and ever as his stomach tightened, his eyes clamped shut as he mewled into Equius's chest, listening to the boy sputtering out insults and various degrading remarks about his blood color, his mother grub, his upbringing...

Tavros found himself calmed down enough to just quietly observe as the other finally tightened up even more, grinding himself down against the metal as he finally drained himself into the pinstriped leggings he still wore bunched down below his rear. Tavros felt tired again, he wanted to go back to sleep, but he anted the warmth of this body he was holding against himself to stay.

He was tired of always being watched; he wanted to be touched.

Equius didn't even fight when Tavros pulled him back down onto the ground. Didn't think twice about the fact that they fell asleep on a floor caked with dried brown blood. It wasn't technically having sex with a brown blood. It wasn't technically having sex at all, seeing as how all he'd done was hump a robot he'd made himself.

While it was hanging off the hips of someone, a very warm someone, who had enjoyed watched over while he smiled through his dreams.

>>52255
Fwuh <3
This is absolutely amazing, and the ending is so cute, aaa. I'm glad it ended like that, it's so sweet. ; v;

Also, I think we might be autosaging? This thread has remained stationary for a while.

>>52264
Ohoho~ I almost felt like the ending was a cop-out, but I'm glad you like it~

And, yeah, we have been. All day, basically.

>>52269
Aw tits. I'll try to doodle something later to start the next thread with, then.

I am working on a fucking giant Sollux/Karkat comic. I think it might be 4 pages long in total (I'm on the third). I'm sketching this shit out ahead of time so I can ink it and be done before I can let myself get sick of it.
I'm gonna try to finish it before this thread bumps off the first page, but I desperately need sleep so it is nap time.

>>52301
we love you. Possibly forever.

>>52301
o:! I am looking forward to this. So, so much.

Also, since I am feeling increasingly guilty about this Sollux/Karkat fic, an update: I'm writing the thing on TypeWith.Me because then I can edit it and continue it anywhere, and it automatically saved.

Well for pretty much all of yesterday TypeWith.Me was down and I was horrified that I might have lost the whole thing because like a dumbass I didn't actually save it anywhere. Lesson learned.

But hopefully I'll have the story finished by tonight, is my point. TypeWith.Me is back up and I will be working on it as soon as I get home.

>>52279
oh my god
I think I'm gonna cry

>>52303
At least you're working on it, that is what counts <3
I get all sad when someone starts up a really good fic then never finishes it.

God damn it, we bumped off the first page and I'm not done with this shit. If I post it before I'm done, I KNOW I will not want to finish it so if anyone else wants to go ahead and make the thread instead of waiting on me, be my guest.

>>52321

start the new thread with your comic!
i am seriously excited. so excited.

i need to calm down with this karkat/sollux thing i think.

>>52328
>i need to calm down with this karkat/sollux thing i think.

D: don't say that! I need more karkat/sollux buddies or my sis gives me weird looks.

All right, finished the first page. One I'm at the half way mark I'll post the pages and keep going from there.

Every time I see that Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff prawn, it's still fantastic. I'm not sure why, but it is.

Oh new thread goes here.

>>52354