Homestuck Color Novels & Stories

Finally, I got the pink color, not the accurate pink but pink. ••••••••••••••••• H.LOCKHART.

Kiara snapped, slamming her notes shut. It was Sunday afternoon and we were in her messy room, completing our homework and going through our notes. Her room was like a mirror to mine and the walls were painted in white and beige colors. Behind the door, there was a stick guy and a girl, holding their hands colored in crayons. We drew it when we were young, but her hair was colored in red instead of brown because she thought that red would look cool at that time. I still think she would rock it.

he asked, pointing his finger towards it. Hannah investigated and found three crystal nuclei, each emitting a different color—purple, blue, and green. Liam cautiously picked them up after Hannah washed them with her water. Hannah, using her water ability, cleansed the crystal nuclei. The colors became more vibrant, revealing their unique qualities.

I ask, "What are the colors?" "Gold for Fae/Fairies. Brown for Lycan/Werewolf. Blue for Merpeople. Green for Witches and Warlocks. Red for Vampires. Purple for Dragons. Black for Zombies/ Ghouls/ Goblins/Demons. White for Angels. Yellow for Humans and Pink for Nephilims/Giants." Whoa, I've only read about things like this!

Halfway through, she started getting frustrated because she couldn’t find the right shade of blue; before she could say or even growl, Tj came to us holding a blue color. “They called this Sunset blue; it’s not too dark, but it’s not too light.”, he says then explains. “This is the color, now I just need to find, glow in the dark-” “I already have that.”, I answered, cutting her off. “Sweet! We just need to find our other friends!”, she says happily.

He cleared his throat, nudging me to make room for him. I rolled my eyes at him. He sighed. “Look, I know you're mad and all but can you at least let me explain?” he asked pleadingly with a hint of annoyance. A classic Gustavo Petrov moves to manipulate us, being me, Arya, and Anna to do what he wants. I stared at him, unblinking. Shadows dance across his face making him look undomesticated in the darkened surroundings but he's Gus, the brother I never had. Slowly, I relax my posture, blowing a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I rolled out in ease like a proud student who read overnight for the pop quiz. “Awwn,” Adam pouted sarcastically. “I’m sorry, but that is wrong.” My mouth dropped open; it felt like I had just gotten an F on the test. “What?” I said incredulously. “That’s not possible.” “There are five colors. The last one is purple, for envy.” He revealed. “You know the feeling you’re getting right now as I add two points to my score.” He high-fived himself. “That’s 10:11, baby!!”

Taryk asked, his voice was soft, but seething with rage. All the other men stilled, pulled back into themselves. Ransom blushed. "I'm sorry, Taryk. I truly am. It completely escaped my mind that she originally thought I had magic." Taryk got up from the circle of chairs and walked down one of the many hallways. I looked back at Ransom. He shook his head. "So colors means a person has magic?" Atlas asked me, pulling my attention to him. I nodded. "Yes. Most people are a yucky shade of gray."

“I’m quite good with my red glitter.” “I don’t really like gold glitter glue but I don’t want that rice on my slime though.” Mavis pointed at Zariyah’s bowl. “I’ll role the spinning wheel now, godluck cleaning the mess.” Shanoa cackled as she spins the wheel. In their second spin, Lystra got the green glove, Mavis got the blue glove, Fauzia got the white glove, Zariyah got the black glove while Lumiere got the pink glove. Before Zariyah cut off the glove, she closed her eyes. “Please be a black glue to cover the rice, please.” After hopefully wishing, she cut the glove and she was even more disappointed when clear glue came out of it.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."