The time has come, seahorsedad said

[onlyasign]

Who: Sufferer and everyone crashing at Dualscar's hive this week
When: throughout the curse week
Where: Dualscar's hive, which he's now sharing with two freeloading holy bros
Style: whatever
Status: pretty open

Freshly equipped with new hands--new hands with thumbs!--Sufferer finds himself taking care of multiple trolls who have been turned into animals, including but not necessarily limited to multiple cats, an aquatic hoofbeast, an Alternian bee, and a mute penguin. Of course, this being the party hive that it is, others drop by during the course of the week as well.]

[OOC: mingle, start threads with each other, have fun! Just let everyone know in subject header if it's closed or open or what.]

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[bethehugejerk]

[Oh, nope, no you don't. Karkat squirms most unhelpfully, purposefully catching his claws at his leggings again in attempt to stay put.]

You can do things right, and you do deserve help, and I'm not going to let you tell me otherwise. If you didn't deserve it I wouldn't be here trying to give you any; I would have told you to cram your head up your ass so the stupid shit you're spouting winds up where it belongs. But you are being stupid about this still. Just listen, would you?

You have a moirail, don't you? I know he can't talk this week, but that doesn't mean he can't listen or that he'll be mute after the curse ends. Tell him about your feelings and figure this stuff out. Or talk to the Disciple, or anyone else who cares about you, because hey, half the point I'm making is that you have those. If you keep pushing them away because you feel like you don't deserve it, you're not going to help anything. If they don't want to, they can tell you no. You're not some black hole sucking everyone's will into it just to cater to your whims, so at least have the decency to respect that could legitimately want to give you what help they can.

[onlyasign]

I don't deserve them.

[But it's a half-hearted resistance effort, and Sufferer listens to what Karkat has to say. He knows, intellectually, that his descendent is right. But knowing something in his head and actually practicing it is so much harder.]

You think... you think Dualscar would listen to me?

[bethehugejerk]

And like I said and keep saying, that's not yours to decide when it's us who decide if we want to grace you with our time, so for fuck's sake quit whining about it before my ears fall off.

[At least he can hear the stubbornness dying down in his voice. It's good to know that some of this is sinking in, even if with effort and difficulty. He's reminded, in a way, of earlier days when he and Eridan were moirails. Speaking of--]

He is your moirail, isn't he? It's part of the point of the quadrant for him to be there for you. If he doesn't want to listen and help you with your problems, then there's something wrong with the relationship. But don't you just use him as a target to whine at, either. You have to actually listen to him if he gives you advice, even if it's difficult.

[onlyasign]

No, he listens, and he tries to help. He's just... not all that confident about it yet. But he does the best he can.

[Sufferer sighs, and idly runs one hand down Karkat's back. Even if he can't feel how soft his hurt is, the motion itself is comforting.]

I think... I need to go have a jam with my moirail.

[bethehugejerk]

[Karkat's whole posture relaxes then, before his ancestor even pets him. He stays precisely long enough for him to do that once. Then he leaps down from his lap, moves out of the way, and turns to look at him again.]

As you have finally located some actual sense, I'll let you go do that. You'll get this mess figured out eventually.

[onlyasign]

Okay.

[Sufferer gets up off the couch, leaving Karkat to his sunbeams. Once, any interaction between the two of them wouldn't have ended until he'd gotten to hug his descendent, but that is just one more thing that got lost when he died.]

[He does stop, though, on his way to find Dualscar, and looks over his shoulder.]

Thank you, Karkat.

[bethehugejerk]

You were being an idiot, and one of my self-given punishments for being a douchewaffle is banging my head against conversational walls until everyone else is slightly less stupid. You're welcome.

[He says it matter-of-fact, but really, beyond the ridiculous framing, he's glad his ancestor is actually giving his point a chance. For now, he'll hop back onto the couch, curl himself up, and take a nap rest his eyes in the sunny spot.]