sortinghat_logs | ~Forest of Depression~

[Gamzee's hand keeps stroking gently through Karkat's hair, smoothing it back from his forehead, from his ears.] Any motherfucker, lady or dude, who doesn't know what a motherfuckin' treasure you are is an idiot.

[His voice was soft, but firm - Gamzee sounding serious, for once.] And ain't worth your time, even if dumb motherfuckers who say they're your best friends tell you different. [Yeah, he still feels ... pretty shitty about that.] But none of those ladies and dudes is here right now. That's why we're here, right? To get away from that shit.

[With Tavros snuggling up to him like one of his aunt's fucking cats and Gamzee's fingers running through his hair, Karkat closes his eyes for a little bit, sighing deeply in agreement. They were here to get away from that, and he was the shittiest person for bringing that up again. So instead he grins, deciding to change the subject.]

I managed to bribe smuppets from Strider's brother. [well bribe was putting it loosely] Guess who's going to be pelting them at him?

[Tavros sighs contentedly.] Gam's, uh, right... she's dumb... [At this point, he barely even realizes what he's just said, but that's all he had to say on the matter anymore, and he lets out a laugh at Karkat's comment.]

Oooh, uh, really? Oh can I have one, because I want to, uh, throw it at him... [He pauses as he brings the cup back to his lips for a drink- oh wait, he was out. Darn it.] Heeey, uh, what about our game? Gamzee, I uh, dare you to get me s'more.

[Gamzee blinks, and then frowns. He really doesn't want to untangle from Karkat right now, but if he's being dared, he supposes he has to. Maybe if he just ... sinks down in the bed and reaches out with his foot ... a bit farther ... just a little more ...

The Slytherin ends up with his arms around Karkat's waist, his face buried in the younger boy's hip, and the toe of his shoe nudgin gthe vodka bottle just hard enough that it falls on the floor. Luckily for them, it being terribly cheap liquor, the bottle's plastic, and it hits the floor and rolls towards the bed, while Gamzee honks in triumph.]

[Karkat lifts his arm when he feels Gamzee start to slip down alongside him, watching him tip the vodka onto the floor. He remembered his own cup was a bit empty looking and picked it up from where he'd placed it on the bed, grinning a bit.]

Hit me up too. And sure, man. I think his bro was planning on sending me a fuckton anyway.

[Tavros giggles at Gamzee's attempts to get the vodka. He didn't realize Gamzee would be so reluctant to get up, but either way it's definitely amusing. Once Gamzee has it, he holds out his cup eagerly.]

I think, uh, a fuckton of puppets is, uh, exaaactly what he needs, yep. Right in the fffface. [He is either drawing it out for emphasis, or slurring. You just can't tell anymore.]

Man, puppets are the tits. [declares, as he finally retrieves the vodka and pours for both Karkat and Tavros, before just drinking straight out of the bottle himself, climbing back onto the bed and settling his back up against Karkat's side, so he's not really looking at either of them.] Why the hell would you throw them at a bulgemuncher like Strider?

Because he hates them. [Karkat let himself settle back against Gamzee again before taking a swig of his drink, head tilting back against the taller Slytherin's shoulder in the process.] You live with a guy for three years, you get to know the fucking asshole.

[For lack of a position of his own, after having a few swallows from his newly refilled cup, Tavros shifts so that he can lay on Karkat's chest. With his booze-clouded mind, this didn't seem like a bad idea at all. Especially not after the cuddle puddle.]

I don't, uhh, even get how you can live with him! He's such a...a... thing, that I can't even, uh, think of right now. But it's a thing that is, um, definitely bad!

He's a dead motherfucker. [flatly] Dead motherfucker still walkin' around like he don't even know how up in that dead zone he is.

[Karkat reaches up to place his hand on Gamzee's cheek, papping him as he grinned a little bit sourly at Tavros.]

Egbert's been sleeping between the two of us since first year when Strider tipped apple juice onto my bed while I was sleeping.

Edited 2012-03-25 01:36 (UTC)

[Tavros is suddenly hung up over Gamzee's words, and he doesn't really hear Karkat's.]

Whoa, uh, wait... he's dead? I mean, you're going to, uh, kill him?

[The older boy's shoulders relax slightly as Karkat touches his cheek, leaning into the hand and half closing his eyes, briefly nuzzle against the Gryffindor's palm.]

Mmhm. Ain't nobody fucks with my boy and gets away with it.

[He glances up as Gamzee nuzzles his palm, frowning a little.]

Nobody's killing Strider.

[Tavros lifts his head a little to drink a little more, before laying his head back down on Karkat's chest.]

I, uh, have to agree with Karkat... Because, I don't want you, uh, going to jail... [He reaches out a hand to rub at Gamzee's back.] But, uh, it's really nice of you to want to do that for me!

I ain't going to jail. [But he settles a little, eyes going even further closed at that hand on his back, smiling a little at Karkat, a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes all the way.] But I'll hold off, like you motherfuckin' said.

Anyway, weren't we playing a motherfuckin' game? Pick truth or a miracle dare, one of you!

[He takes note of the look in Gamzee's eyes but doesn't say anything about it. Instead, Karkat pulls his hand away and takes another swig of his drink, humming a little in thought.]

I got nothing.

[Tavros drinks some more too, trying not to dwell on the fact Gamzee would only 'hold off'. Because he didn't want his best bro killing anyone, ever...]

Okay, uh... let's see...Hmmm... Okay! I guess, uh, I pick d- no, uh, truth!

[Gamzee reaches out to ruffle his fingers softly through Karkat's hair.]

What do you think about when you're all, you know, having one off? Wanking? [He says it all easy as if it were no big deal.]

Edited 2012-03-25 08:57 (UTC)

[Even drunk, that question makes Karkat's drink spray from his mouth, dribbling down his chin a bit before he rubbed it with the back of his free hand, pulling it from where it had draped around Tavros's shoulder. What kind of fucking question was that?]

I...dunno. Tits I guess. I've...only done it once.

[Tavros flinches when drink sprays from Karkat's mouth. Because... ew, it kinda got on him a little bit! And has he wipes at it, he freezes, because Gamzee's question had time to sink in.]

...Uh. [Come on, liquid courage, work! He chugs at his cup for a second- okay, more like he just takes a big gulp.]

I...I, uh...Jade's boobs b-but that was, uh, just the one time! Because- because, I-I felt... I felt bad! And uh, I...I...Um, don't do it, uh, that often either...so, uh...yeah...

[Gamzee head drops, hiding his face again in all his hair, but he laughs. It sounds ... dryer, that usual, though, a little brittle.] Well, both you motherfuckers have almost the same answer, the itty bitty titty committee, so both of y'all can go next, I don't give a shit.

[Karkat has to doubletake when Tavros said he jerked off to Jade's boobs before remembering he wasn't her boyfriend anymore so he had no reason to get pissed at the Hufflepuff. At the sound of Gamzee's laugh, however, he frowns deeply before craning his head to press a kiss to the taller boy's mouth.]

Edited 2012-03-25 09:35 (UTC)

[Tavros heard a difference in Gamzee's laugh, but he just couldn't really place it, and it was quite possible that he was imagining it, so he decided not to bring it up. He was just about to propose the truth or dare question, when he looked up and saw Karkat going in for a kiss. His eyes went wide, and the question died in his throat.

He'll just... lay there, trying not to stare, letting them have their moment, while feeling oddly left out- wait, what? No, that was... that was silly.]

[The older boy was genuinely flummoxed for a few seconds, not quite sure what was happening when those lips pressed to his. Maybe because of the alcohol, or maybe because it seems a little inconceivable anyone would be kissing him now.

But he catches on pretty damn quick, and loops his arms around Karkat's neck, kissing him back slow and sweet and sloppy.]

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