hOL Y FCuckdheof that’s amazing you’re amazing thank you!! Dang wowI wanted to use this pretty colour palette made by Yoccu!
I feel like this needs an explanation or a fic but alas I suck at writing.
If anyone wants to interpret it into a fic though……. (I will totally love them forever OvO)
He should had been less careless, but it had all happened so quickly. Usually Karkat paid more attention when he was taking a shower but everything always seemed to weigh heavily on his mind and today was no exception, in fact it almost seemed two fold. It was just a simple accident; a drop of the soap, a slip, all resulting in a loud ‘thump’ coming from bathroom and a line of broken skin across his knee which by the force he had come down would surely have the surrounding area shades of purple and black soon enough. Luckily enough for the young Cancer, his one fry short of a Big Grubs Meal moirail was within ear shot and since Karkat had felt no need to lock the door, Gamzee was in the room with him within moment even if his expression didn’t have his concern written all over it. Now, normally the mutant blood wasn’t one to cry but in the presence of his best friend and the pull into an embrace after he had made himself decent enough was enough to tip all of his emotions while using his fresh wound as a gateway. Although he was still dripping with water, the highblood pulled him close as Karkat’s body trembled with sobs. The cut to his knee had made him realize just how vulnerable he was, how much they all were. They were just all so young, being forced to grow up so quickly and faced with such high responsibilities. The weight of the world, feeling like their lives were practically in his hands; it just wasn’t fair.
