Mute!Reader x Karkat || Rants

Karkat Vantas. For once, he was finally fucking silent.

Usually, when someone bumped into him he made a huge deal about it. Yell at them, make them feel inferior, have them apologize, etc. 

But when this human girl bumped into him, he was silent for a moment, just because she had really pretty [h/c] hair and [e/c] eyes. It caught his eyes for a moment, as he trailed her backside, before realizing she was walking away, without a care in the world.

"Hey nooksniffer!" He growled, and grabbed at her shoulder, which was clothed with [f/c] graphic t-shirt that had a cute little chibi person flipping you off, with the words 'moshi moshi' 'desu desu' around it. The Vantas tried not to compliment the shirt, after all, he was trying to chew her out.

Complimenting her probably wouldn't help at all. At least, if he was trying to achieve his goal. "You bumped into me, and you didn't even say sorry."

This girl gave him an, 'Are you fucking kidding me?' look, but didn't say anything. 

"I would like a sorry, bonebulge. Nice and loud so the whole world can hear it. I am your god, I am your superior!" He said, his anger now taking control of him as he grabbed her ID.

[Full Name].

So apparently there was a student with the name [Name]. He thought it was pretty weird, because no one else at that school had the name. 

There was also a green sticker on her ID card.

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

"Well? Aren't you going to apologize?" 

[Name] rolled her eyes, before making a circle motion over her chest with a fist. If she was saying sorry, she was being pretty fucking sassy for it.

"Don't give me some hand gesture! Fucking say it aloud." Karkat's voice increased in volume, and he didn't seem to care if the teachers came to scold him; it was after school after all.

Oh shit Karkat, what have you done?

The girl had her head hung down, and he could hear her sniffles because of the close proximity they were in together. Oh my fucking gog, was she-- was she fucking crying? 

And then it came.

The flurry of hand signals that his eyes couldn't follow, as her hands moved at an unbelievable speed, something that should not be known to mankind. He let go of her ID, but not before turning it over.

The word, 'mute' was scratched into the plastic, although it was all jagged and messy, as if being done quickly or in some sort of emotional state.

But it was too late.

The girl was gone, and Karkat was left fucking speechless, no more rants from him, all he was staring at was the hallway of SBURB high.

He had fucked up.

Big time.

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Her whole career was ruined by the time she was about 15 years old, just about last year, she realized. Thats when it happened. It's when she became mute. She wasn't quite sure how it happened, nor did she want to know. One day she woke up in the hospital and couldn't speak at all. Something among the lines of 'Car Crash' was all that went through her brain as the doctor fast talked her. [Full Name] was now mute and she couldn't even fucking yell at the doctor to shut the fuck up.

Not only that, but she was a specialized 'Case' at the school, like what the fuck do you mean case? So what, she couldn't talk, she could still punch your dick off, that's for sure! Although it was a little hard to object to it when all she could do was fast sign, the people who were her 'counselors' had just labeled her with a green sticker, meaning, "Oh, she's special, so don't be a douche, especially to her."

Dear lord jesus did she hate that. Mostly because people were a douche especially because of that. 

Wiping the clear tears away from her eyes, she straightened her back, brushed her shirt off and continued to walk to her dorm, putting her [h/c] hair in a ponytail, trying not to wobble with her own moral being degraded so low. 

You walked down to your dorm, only to be greeted by Rose, who smiled and opened the door. Her smile faded as she saw your red eyes from crying, and reached out to try and talk to you in some way or form. A simple wave of your hand told her that you would tell her when Jade came. Less work for you, essentially. 

Rose and Jade both understood the fact that you were mute, and had learned sign language to try and help you in anyway possible. 

Curling up in your bed, you banged your head on the headboard, as you wanted to scream, but let out a breathy groan instead, as Rose came over to your side, rubbing your head, whispering, "Oh, you'll be fine, I think. Do you want some ice?"

Nod. You can feel the weight of the bed being lifted and the door being slammed shut; knowing that Rose is probably going to the off-campus Walgreens. Turning around you, stood up, holding your head and getting a head rush, and sunk back down into the bed. Fuck.

Hopefully, this wouldn't be long.

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You glanced over.

1:09 AM.

Biting your lip, and trying to ignore the soft knocks on the door and snores from Jade, you turned so your back didn't face the clock. 

The knocking continued, and began getting louder. 

You groaned much like earlier, and removed the ice pack Rose had so pleasantly provided you with; shifted in your bed, turning towards the clock.

1:09 AM.

The green digital numbers seemed to mock you, as you ran your fingers through your [h/c] hair in the darkness.

Knock.

Knock.

Glancing-- once again-- at your clock, you almost swore loud enough to wake Jade up, which was pretty hard to do. 

"FUCK."

1:09 AM.

Okay was this clock fucking broken or som-

Jolting up from your bed, you slip your slippers on to your feet, careful not to wake Rose who was parallel from you. The soft shuffles of your panda slippers seemed to be louder than they should have in the night air. 

The moment your hand touched the metal knob, you jerked back, screaming internally from how cold it was. The knocking was still insistent as ever, as you growled and twisted the door open with a small 'chk'. 

The door swung open, and there, right in the middle of the hallway, was the boy from earlier.

Oh what the fuck are you doing you stalker? Seriously? Tracking this girl down all because you made her cry?

You're her god! You should be making her cry. Again. Then you'll know for sure that you are far superio-

Your thoughts are cut off as you once again, see the gut wrenching beautiful girl. Her face was tired as she gave you a 'What the fucking hell do you want?' face to you.

"Hi."

She flipped you off.

Greaaat.

"Um, so yeah I just wanted to apologize for earlier. And seeing that you don't talk I guess I'm just ramblin-"

She flipped you off with her other hand, as she waited for you to get on with the point. 

"What I wanted to say, fucker, is that I was sorry. I was being a stupid nooksniffer, and I hope you can forgive me."

Her face lit up as she dashed inside and grabbed something off her nightstand. An Ipad, you believe it was called? She traced her pointer finger over it lightly, and after a few minutes of your foot impatiently tapping, she held it up.

(　 ゜Д゜)⊃旦且_(ﾟ◇ﾟ；)ノﾞ  Buy me food! ^3^ :3  ( ´･ω･`)_且~ｏ口(・∀・ )( ˘▽˘)っ♨

Well damn.

You kicked your feet back and forth on the chair of the Italian restaurant, you yourself not tall enough to reach the floor of the said place. Karkat was staring blankly at you, and looked like he was about to barf.

"So you're really mute?"

A sigh escaped your slightly chapped lips as you took the notebook you had on the table for communicating, before scribbling something down and showing it to him, deadpanned. He smirked when he saw it, and rolled his eyes. 

"I'll take that as a yes."

He smiled and chattered with you, you letting out small breaths of air for giggles. As the waiter came, he gave you a smile and Karkat a glare. He was young, about the same age the two of you were. 16, or so. You can't imagine why on earth he would work at a fancy restaurant at the same age you were, but shrugged.

"Why hello, Miss, and I guess you too."

The kid had blonde hair, and he looked very attractive. He winked at you, obviously finding you attractive, as you played with your [h/c] hair nervously.

"She'll have the pasta with vodka sauce. And can you flirt with someone else not here, you fucking douche?" Karkat growled, and you adjusted your dress, excusing yourself silently to use the restroom. Oh my god was Karkat really doing this? 

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Karkat looked up at the kid, seeing as his name was Jeremy. He growled, knowing this kid. "Douche dick. What are you doing here?"

"Same as you are, Vantas. Looking for someone to hook up with tonight." He smirked and put his ordering thing back in the apron. What a douchebag. 

"I-I'm not! She's actually fucking tolerable unlike all the other asshats in the world!" Karkat practically yelled at him, standing up and poking him in the chest violently. "Back the fuck off Jeremy, you have no idea what you're getting into."

"Ohhh, I'm soooo scared," he mocked, and walked away, winking at [Name] as she left the bathroom, practically tripping over her high heels. As she approached the table, she stumbled forward, and out of instinct, Karkat reached out and caught the petite girl in his arms, his hand landing on her hair. A blush rose to her face as she scrambled up, and saluted him, as if saying thank you in a cute adorable way that he could understand.

"Are you okay?"

He laughed and shook his head. "Do you ever have anything else but food on your fucking thinkpan?"

She faltered and furrowed her eyebrows together, before writing something on the notepad, scribbling it out violently, and writing, Nope! Food is like my everything and if you say anything against it I will punch your dick off.

Karkat sighed and facepalmed, and leaned back slightly, looking at the intricate designs on the ceiling, as someone set down the plate in front of him, and in front of [Name].

"Hey, if this first date doesn't work, I'm always available babe," Jeremy whispered into the girl's ear, brushing her hair back, and she went rigid. She smiled and a barely audible sigh escaped her lips, as she nodded, took her notebook off the table, and smacked him in the face with it, making him drop the empty tray on the floor. He scrambled up, yelling, "You fucking silent psycho bitch," and honestly he was being a prick anyways he deserved it.

Karkat grinned at his "agony", and fist bumped [Name] over the table, as the two ate their dinner together.

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"Well, [Name], as much as I hate to say it, you're not as bad as you fucking seem. You're pretty fucking decent," Karkat says, as the two walk around a park, heels in one of her hands, her other hand in his. "Also, I'm really sorry about yesterday... I was being a nooksniffer."

You're still an asshole and yeah, you were, [Name] typed into her phone, and showed it to him, making him laugh and squeeze the girl's hand a little, and she giggled, as the wind blew her hair back and out of her face, making her splutter unattractively. 

"Karma."

"So I was wondering... Since you're basically the only person I can fucking talk to without wanting to rip their heads off. Maybe we can do this again?" He looked at her sheepishly, as she leaned in closely, trying to see if he was fucking with her or not. She kissed his cheek, removed her hand from his, placing it gently over his eyes so they would shut close. He went rigid as soon as she kissed him, but went with the silent request.

[Name] shoved something into his hands, and the sound of someone running away was heard, as he peeked his eyes open. No [Name] to be found. Great.

As he raised the notebook to the light, he rolled his eyes, although a soft smile came to his lips.

He looked down at the edge of the notebook, and scoffed a little before shaking his head and tucking the notebook under his arm and walking back to his dorm.