There is a hacker that hacks in your DeviantART ACCOUNT by changing your password and put Thomas the tank pics in your Sta.sh and posts innapropriate pics on your account. You must make a journal entry about it, so he/she wont hack you. I am helping you out.
There's a hacker in dA!! He/She will hack your account and post pornoghaphic pictures, only if he/she hackes your account. If he/she finds out that you've posted this to a journal or on your page, he'll/she'll know what's going on and won't hack you. Please copy this for your safety to prevent your account being hacked.
This hacker writes in journals 'I hate you all, go die', and (s)he'
Observation Pt. 1: Karkat x Observant! Reader by VirtuosicLucidity, literature
Literature
Observation Pt. 1: Karkat x Observant! Reader
Karkat's POV
Quiet. That's all she ever was. She never talked in class unless she was called, she never even sat with anyone during lunch; nobody knew where she ate, or if she even ate at all. She just seemed to disappear. Sometimes you wish you could do that.
But, when she did speak, you savoured every word. Her voice was like silk; like a whisper of something hidden- something controlled. Her head, that head of beautiful (h/c) hair, was forever downturned, her hands neatly folded. In class, her eyes attentive, but never on anything other than the lesson. She was a mystery, (y/n,) and it was one that no amount of loud ranting would s
Lurking (Equius x l-b Troll!Reader) part 2 by catkinzs, literature
Literature
Lurking (Equius x l-b Troll!Reader) part 2
Looking out from her Respiteblock, (Y/n) sighed as she saw no one around. 'This is pathetic, but it has to be done.' she thought, sighing once more. Ever since she and Nepeta had chatted, Equius had been staring at her everytime she had entered the room.
Closing her door, (Y/n) exited her room to find Nepeta.
~Time Skip~
'So far, so good...' (Y/n) thought, creeping into the husktop room, her (l-b-c) eyes searching for the cat-troll. "If you're looking for Nepeta; she is with Kanaya." A voice rang out, making her jump.
Quickly turning, she meet the blue-symboled shirt of the troll she had been avoiding.
Flinching away from him, (Y/n) too
Take It and Burn It (Karkat x Reader Sadstuck) by remembertheginger, literature
Literature
Take It and Burn It (Karkat x Reader Sadstuck)
"Little bitch!"
"Fucking freakshow."
"Pathetic attention whore."
"Smartass is all she's good at being, too ugly to catch a date."
You know the gossip, hear it all too often; you've heard it enough to feel that most of it is true. And that's just at school, what with the way you're friends with a couple of trolls. That cost you every human friend you thought you had, leaving you alone most of the time. You're not the kind to interact socially with people unless they're the ones trying to get together with you; they tend to be busy, or make an excuse to avoid it. You just don't try anymore.
Luckily, you've got your arts. Your never-ending
Exchange Student (Karkat x Reader) part 10 by MetaGiga, literature
Literature
Exchange Student (Karkat x Reader) part 10
You and Karkat had been hanging out more and more ever since the discovery of him actually being a part of a web comic. Not because you thought you'd get cool points for hanging out with a semi-famous guy from a comic. Just as friends.
But inside, you wanted to be more then friends.
You wanted to be his matesprit.
But, he already has someone he loves from Alternia. One of his own species. And they must have known him since they were little. You've only known Karkat for only a month or two... It was all so frustrating... You really wanted to ask Karkat about the girl he likes, but you didn't want to just push your way into his private life.
Exchange Student (Karkat x Reader) by MetaGiga, literature
Literature
Exchange Student (Karkat x Reader)
You sat in the lunchroom, opening up your lunchbox. It was the usual. Jelly sandwich, carrots, chips, and Powerade. School always went by slowly for you. Especially when you have to wake up to go to school.
Seven AM, wake up in the morning. Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs. Gotta have- Good god, not that song again.
Anyway, you sat at your usual table.
Alone.
You always were no matter what. No one cared to sit by you at all. Maybe because they don't want to be seen with the biggest outcast of the school. Yet, you've had people sit by you. Very nice people. But, there's another problem.
Taylor.
Taylor was pretty much on top of the sch
::heat:: karkat x reader by clockwork-stars, literature
Literature
::heat:: karkat x reader
нeaт.
You turned over and huffed, shutting your eyes. You felt sticky. The sounds of a city reached your ears, annoying and unbearably stereotypical, something you had to put up with every night since coming to this city.
The honking of impatient, temperamental taxi drivers who got caught in the late-night-early-morning traffic. Faint wolf whistles to the women who worked the street corners in distasteful clothing.
The faint sound of music from a nearby night club, and the drunken slurs of buddies that sauntered down the street in their shit faced glory, some of which were trying to hook up with women, with no luck.
Hell, you coul