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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 9

[masterlist]

It was finally Saturday morning, the anticipation for today had been killing me. After we all met up for the first time at lunch, Dave took it upon himself to make a group chat for him, Karkat and I called “Sigma Meeting Room” which Karkat hated. No matter how many times he tried changing the name, Dave would change it right back. 

We talked back and forth about specifics of our hangout like my address and what we’d be eating, turns out that pizza was absolutely off the table. I guess with the jobs they have, it’s only natural you’d get a bit sick of it. So we decided we’d get Chinese takeout delivered to us. 

I had woken up pretty late, the alarm clock on my bed reading 12:26 though I wasn’t really worried because they shouldn’t have been coming until two. That would’ve given me more than enough time to clean up a bit and set things up for us to do.

I had just finished brushing my teeth when I heard the doorbell ring. 

“Coming!” 

I put my toothbrush away and walked out the bathroom while whoever was outside took it upon themselves to start ringing it repeatedly. 

“I SAID IM FUCKING COMING!?” I yelled before stomping to the door and yanking it open. 

To my surprise there stood Dave, a bookbag on his back and a plastic bag which appeared to be filled with some snacks. The plastic bag was a bit see-through so I could notice chips and ice cream among other things inside.

“Uh- hey? What are you doing here so soon? It’s only 12:30?” I ask but step to the side, letting him in.

“Oh yeah, hope you don’t mind me coming early. Me and my bro uh, got into a little.. disagreement of sorts. Just wanted to get out the apartment ASAP.” He says as he goes to the living room, setting his stuff down. 

“Oh was it a.. nasty argument..?” I ask, unsure if he’s doing alright or not. 

“Not particularly. My bro’s just a complicated guy. I try not to let that shit get to me.” He shrugs as he takes a seat on the couch.

“What do you mean by ‘that shit’ exactly?” I wonder as I sit next to him. Dave gets visibly uncomfortable as if he wasn’t expecting me to ask for the details.

“Uh- y’know like.. y’know?” 

“No I don’t know?”

“It’s kinda complicated- I know you don’t really wanna hear it-“

“I’m fine with listening really! If you’re open to talking about it, that is. If you need someone to just vent to or something I don’t mind.” 

Dave looks to me then averts his gaze just as quickly, in his mind he’s considering if he should or not. Talking about his own feelings on serious topics is a bit foreign to him and while we aren’t super close yet, Dave is the kinda guy who’s emotions and thoughts just end up spilling out his mouth anyways eventually after trying to bottle them up for so long. 

Plus this is already something that's leaving a heavy pit in his stomach, he feels like if he doesn’t let it out now, it’ll stay weighing on his mind and he won’t be able to enjoy himself later. 

“It’s like- well…” he trails off as he tries to find the words. “Not to like- trauma dump or whatever,” “Well I mean I did ask,” “ Right , um, our dad uh, wasn’t really a good guy right? I think.. No, I know he left long lasting effects on us but in.. different ways. With Dirk he’s so… quiet and mysterious 24 fuckin’ 7. He’ll yap your ear off and say nothing all at the same time. Like bro loves grilling up nothing burgers like it’s his passion. It’s.. irritating because I want him to like,” his hands move as he speaks, somewhat trying to demonstrate what he means, “ come to me if something’s bothering him. I don’t want him to just sit in a pit of his issues because he feels he’s ‘less of a man’ for having emotions? I mean he’s my brother! I can tell when he’s normal Dirk weird or weird Dirk weird. But when I try to talk to him about it, he always shrugs me off saying shit like “ It’s not a big deal ” or “ You’re too young to understand ” like you’re only 3 years older than me douchebag!?” Dave exasperates before sighing and running a hand through his hair before starting to rub at his eyes under the shades. 

“Plus I… want someone I can talk to too.. if something’s bothering me. But because of him I sort of.. feel like I’m wrong for wanting that..” he mutters. He peaks at me from the corner of his eye, trying to gauge my reaction. 

“Hmmm…”

“Ugh- I said so much. Sorry that’s fucking embarrassing just pretend I didn’t-“

“I don’t think you’re wrong for wanting someone to talk to when you’re going through shit.” I cut him off before he can start to freak out more. 

“I mean, humans are social beings, we need communities n’ all that. Even if your bro might’ve closed off his emotional communication station, mine is open anytime you need to chat.” I smile and give him a reassuring pat on the shoulder before heading to the fridge to put away the ice cream and other drinks he brought with him. He’s quiet as he sits on the couch, his hands rub at his cheeks as he tries to fight off the heat rising from his neck. 

“Thanks.” He mutters. “But yeah, that’s the basics of it. I try to get my edgy bro to be more open and then he gets mad that I'm ‘prying on him’ or whatever." Dave says from the couch as I walk back.

"Well," I start as I flop down next to him, "If you want him to be more open then maybe you should start? I mean, I don't know your bro but maybe he'll get more used to the idea if you take the first step? It doesn't have to be anything too deep or personal- just something that can help build the foundation for actually being upfront with his feelings y’know?" I look at him to see now he takes my advice on the situation. He leans back, arms spread and resting on the top part of the couch as he thinks to himself. Luckily for me, he’s so wrapped in his own thoughts he doesn’t notice me staring at him. Really, I should be more embarrassed about how I’m shamelessly checking him out but I’m more concerned with taking in the style of his hair and how it frames his face, shape of his jawline, the freckles and blemishes that cover his skin, the miscellaneous cuts and scars scattered about. He swallows and my eyes trail the movement of his adam’s apple as he does, looking lower to peek at the skin of his collarbones that can slightly be seen through the gap of the collar of his baggy shirt. The freckles seem to cover his chest too. How far down do they go? Do they die down on the parts of skin that don’t get much sun? I want to see it. I want to see him. Will he let me see? 

“Ah ahem, ” He clears his throat and looks at me through the corner of his eye.

Shit. Caught red-handed.

He looks a bit off to the side, his cheeks heating up. “U-uh yeah that sounds like a good start. I’ll try it out.” His voice cracks as he brings his arms back down, one reaching up to scratch a nonexistent itch on his neck and the other fidgeting with the end of his shirt. He looks embarrassed and almost like he’s trying to cover up from my intense gaze. 

God. I’m such a freak. Can I be fucking normal? Tweaking over a peak of collarbones? Holy shit you’d think I’m an old geezer from the 1800’s seeing a sliver of skin from a lady’s ankle or something- GET A GRIP! I yell to myself as I get up. “Uh, you said you’d be bringing your Xbox right? We can uh plug it in right now?” I said awkwardly trying to change the weird mood my creepiness brought out. “H-huh? Oh! Y-yeah right..” He mumbles as he reaches into his backpack, taking it out.

“So you had it in your backpack huh? I was wondering what was in there. Last I’d seen, it practically floated down when you tossed it to the ground when we ate together.” I joked as he got up to plug it all in. 

“Well yeah, can’t just walk around with a Xbox in my arms, that’s like asking to be mugged.” His voice strained as he leant to reach behind the TV stand to plug the console to the power outlet. 

“True…” I muttered before taking my phone out of my pocket. “I’m gonna text Karkat and see if he can come earlier so it’s not just us.. By ourselves.. For an hour..”

“..right”

Karkat save us. Please save us from just being stuck on our own.  

Me

-KARKATTTTT

-KARKAT KARTKATT

-KARYU

-KARJAT

-KARKAT!!!!

-KA

-RKAT!!

Karkat

-SHUT UP STOP SPAMMING ME

-WHAT????

Me 

-wyddd :3

Karkat

-Is that seriously all you wanted to ask??

Me

-Sorta

-just tell me wyd!!

Karkat

-I’m sorting through the movies I have. I’m only gonna bring 2 because I’m guessing we’re gonna be doing more than watching movies 

-I just can’t decide which ones to bring 

Me

-Okay well hurry and decide!! And come over!!

-NOWWWW!!!!

Karkat

-WHYY???

-We’re not supposed to be there till over an hour

Me

-DAVE IS ALREADY HERE!!

-COME NOWW!!!

Karkat

-HE IS??

-SO WHAT

-WHY ARE WE YELLING 

Me

-BECAUSE ITS FUCKING AWKWARD!!!

-GET HERE NOWWWW!!!

Karkat

-FINE ILL BE THERE IN LIKE 20

Me

-MAKE IT 15!!!

“Okayyyyy he’s on his way.” I say looking up from my phone and seeing him now sorting through the games he brought with him.

“Alright. I brought a couple multiplayer games with me. Any particular preferences?” Dave asks as he spreads them out on the living room table.

“Hmmm…”

“Oh look, Tony Hawk Pro Skater. An oldie but a classic.” He waves the case in my face.

“Pro Skater? Isn’t that just the shitty skating game filled with bugs?”

“Hey! Being a shitty skating game filled with bugs is what gives it its charm.” He snickers before tossing it back on the table. 

“You brought GTA?”

“Do ya wanna play that?”

“Yeah I’d like to but you can’t really play multiplayer with just one TV.”

“Oh damn, right.” He takes the game and tosses it back into his backpack.

“How about Super Smash Bros?” I ask, lifting it up from the table.

“Sure. We could probably play a round or two before Kat gets here. FYI I’m totally gonna kick your ass, just letting ya know before you get to whining.” Dave arrogantly says before handing me a controller and sitting on the couch. 

“Well FYI, I’m not above using cheap tricks like kicking you in the ribs to win...” 

“Okay, chill, is it ever that serious?”

“ It’s always that serious..”

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Karkat stood in front of the door checking one last time to make sure he was at the right apartment before knocking.

...

No answer?

He knocked again.

...

Nothing.

Okay now he was starting to get pissed off.

He raised his fist ready to start pounding on the door when it swung open to reveal Dave who was out of breath, red in the face from exasperation, his glasses crooked and hair a mess.

“.. What the hell went on?” 

“I was winning at smash 4-0 and they got pissed and started wrestling me bro I’m so serious I thought I was gonna die.” Dave explained as he stepped to the side letting Karkat in.

“Oh my god you’re so dramatic. Just say you’re weak as shit man.” I said as I walked to the doorway to greet Karkat.

“You look pathetic, honestly..” Karkat muttered as he fixed Dave’s glasses for him nonchalantly and patted down a few stray hairs before turning to me. “Since you rushed me I brought my top 5 and I’ll decide which ones we’ll actually watch here.” Karkat says holding up a bag filled with some DVDs. 

“Well, when you put 'em on, just know I’m gonna be knocked out having a nap thanks to those movies taking me on an all expenses paid trip to snoozeville.” Dave sighed as we all headed to the living room. “Whatever Dave I couldn’t give less of a fuck about your complaining even if I had an abundance of fucks ready to give away. I’m talking warehouse level amounts of fucks that come in BUNDLES. ON SALE. And I still wouldn’t give any to you.” Karkat sat on the couch, me on his left, Dave on his right.

“Besides, (Y/n) said I can bring whatever I want and since it’s their house that’s all that matters right?” He turns to me before his eyes widen, coming to a sudden realization. He looks me up and down.

“Uhh.. what?” I ask, confused by the sudden silence from him.

“Are you wearing my clothes?” Karkat asks.

“Huh?” I look down and lo and behold, he’s right. “Oh yeah! I’ve kinda been using them as pajamas for a while, they’re pretty comfy. I know I already thanked you but seriously thanks. You really saved my ass. From being exposed that is.” I laugh patting his back. “But if we’re being honest, I doubt I’m ever gonna give these back. If you want I could give you some of my clothes or somethin’” I say.

“Oh. Huh. Ok.” is all Karkat says before going to sort through his DVDs. Even with him looking away from me, I can see the tips of his ears turning red. What I don’t see is Dave shooting Karkat a look, wiggling his eyebrows only for Karkat to stomp on his foot with an annoyed huff. 

“OW, DICK!” Dave yells. 

“Huh?” 

“It’s nothing, don't worry about it.” Karkat grumbles trying to will away the intensifying blush on his cheeks.  

“..I think I’m gonna put together the cinnamon rolls so we can have them as a little snack before we order food later.” I say as I get up.

“A little snack? Wouldn’t that be more like desert?” Dave asks “Yeah.” “So shouldn’t you make them later?” “I want them now .” I say and head to the fridge so I can pull out the cans of dough.

“Do you want help?” Karkat asks from the couch.

“No it’s alright. Besides I feel like if i let you guys make 'em they’re gonna turn out fugly as fuck.”

“WHAT!!” “Hey man, not cool.”

“Whatevs!” I say back before popping open a can.

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haiiii.......... it's been so long.... sorry for taking a bajilion years to update :( on a good note for me, i'm gonna be graduating highschool soon as top 3 of my class!!! yippeeee the hang out isnt over yet, the next chapter they're still gonna be chillin together and idk what chapter i'll have it specifically but i think they're gonna have a accidental sleep over at dave's house i say accidental bc they're just hanging out really late and fall asleep 2gether!! how cute. i'll try to finish chapter 10 soon and post it here and ao3 see you l8r!!

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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 8

[masterlist]

I walked back to school without any rush, after all, it’s not that far away. Pulling my phone from my pocket I noticed the onslaught of messages from my friends both individually and in our group chat. 

It was a mix of encouragement but also aggressive curiosity, demanding to know the details. 

I sent a quick message to get them off my back, I’m not really in the mood for a debrief right now, I’d rather wait till we’re all together or else I’d just be explaining the same things over and over.

Me

-Let’s meet up after school and head to the park

-I’ll talk then :p 

I meant what I said. I ignored Roxy’s prodding and Nepeta’s begging for details. Lucky for me, we weren’t doing much in my last few classes, just missing work and a project I already finished so I was able to take it easy up until the bell rang. 

Nepeta, who I had my last class with, clung to my sleeve as we navigated our way through the crowds of teens and grown-ass adults who would’ve been out in the real world if they hadn’t failed so many times. Maneuvering through hoards of kids was an art form me and Nepeta had mastered, squeezing through and slipping past groups hogging up the hallways so that we could finally leave. 

 After me and Nepeta left the front entrance we started heading over to the park which was only two blocks away. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, I watched as she pulled it out and checked the notification.

“Gamzee said he’s there already! I know his class is on the first floor but geez he must walk fast huh..” She began to mumble as she typed out a response. 

“Well, honestly I’m not even sure he goes to his last class that much. He heard you don’t need a fourth year of math to graduate so he stopped caring about it.” I laughed, remembering a time he facetimed me when I was sick and stayed home, documenting his escape which was just him hopping out the class’s window and leaving to come visit me.

When we got to the park, Gamzee was there as he said he'd be, lightly moving back and forth on one of the swings. 

“Sup lil mama.” Gamzee greeted as Nepeta ran up to him

“Hi Gamz!” Nepeta replied as she returned the fist bump he offered her. 

I quickly plopped onto the swing next to him before starting to rock myself back and forth. 

“Hey, Guys!” I hear Roxy’s voice call out, she’s jogging towards us, leading Terezi by the hand. 

“Be careful!” I began to call out, worried about Terezi tripping but the one who ended up falling was Roxy, stepping on her untied shoelace before tumbling forward, almost taking Terezi with her.

“GAH!” Roxy yelled dramatically at her little topple into the fake grass covered floor. 

We all stare in silence as she lay in a pose I can only describe as the family guy character fall, not making any moves to get up.

Terezi yanked her up to her feet, what a strong girl , and kept walking toward us, now leading Roxy.

Terezi feels towards one of the metal poles holding up the swing set before using it to brace herself as she sat down, facing us. 

“So how was your little cheap date with the delivery boy?” She asks with a snarky playful tone.

“Cheap date?” 

“What? You think Panda Express is a noble establishment?” She snickered.

“Well, no! But it wasn’t exactly a date anyway, I mean his friend was there.”

“Ohh right you guys had a third wheel huh? Damn! Must’ve been hard to make a move right?” Roxy asked as she took a seat next to Terezi. 

“Actually, They’re actually coming to my house to hang out.” I say smugly.

“Wait ‘they’?” Nepeta tilted her head in confusion. The rest of the group having similar expressions.

“Both Dave and Karkat…” 

“Dude.”

“I know! I should be trying to focus on getting to know Dave but I can’t just- not include Karkat when he’s right there! That’s so mean.” I tried defending myself. 

“Besides I like hanging with Karkat- well now I do. He was kinda a dick to me before but I think we’re starting to get along- or more like he’s starting to accept me?” I start swinging back and forth more now. 

“Like he was kinda cold to me when we first started talking but by the end he actually smiled at me and I don’t know I kinda felt proud that I was able to-“ my rambling got cut off by Gamzee who just sighed next to me, shaking his head in disappointment. “Don’t tell me you’re seriously tryna snag both of those motherfuckers?” He asked. 

“What!?” 

“We went over this, there’s nooo way you could handle multiple hoes- especially not after the serious hoe drought you’ve been in.” Roxy said, patting my knee in a false sympathetic way. 

“No I’m not- that’s not what I-!” Then I paused to think about it for a moment. 

Dave and Karkat. 

Dave AND Karkat..

I leaned back in the swing and looked to the sky, thinking. Seriously thinking. 

“Uh.. (Y/n)..? We were just joking, yaknow..” Roxy said, patting my leg, trying to bring me back to reality but it was too late, I got a ticket for a train at delusion station and it’s already taken off with me on board.

“No cause now that I think about it…” 

“Ugh Gamz why’d you have to put that idea in their head!?” Terezi scoffed.

“No guys hear me out..”

“I’m listening!” 

“Thank you Nepeta, you sweet girl, if no one got me, Nepeta got me,” I pat her head, “So, Dave and Karkat are pretty close from what I can tell, I don’t wanna get in between their bromance so what if I turn their bromance into a three-way romance? ” I explain, waiting for the inevitable judge-y eyes. 

.

..

.. .

.. ..

“Y’know what? If you think you’re a motherfucker who could pull some shit like that off, then go ahead.” Gamzee laughed as he got up from the swing. 

“I mean, I don’t know how you’d do it but it wouldn’t hurt to try?” Nepeta shrugged. 

“Whattt? 2/4 in support of a very obviously dumb idea from me? Is hell freezing over?” I joke.

“Yeah and usually I’m the one egging you on!” Roxy said, helping Terezi get up from the floor. 

“I definitely think it’s dumb, I mean do you even like this Karkat guy?” Terezi asked, crossing her arms as we all started to leave the park. 

“Well.. he’s cute.”

“Oh hell yeah he’s a cute motherfucker.” Gamzee called out from the front. 

“And maybe I’m crazy but I think he might be a little interested in me.” I giggle.

“Yeah, maybe you are crazy.” Terezi mumbled, bumping her shoulder into mine. 

“So did Dave seem interested in you?” Roxy asked. 

“Ah I’m not too sure. Like we all got along fine but I wouldn’t say he took a specific liking to me, my charms haven’t wooed him yet!” 

“So that’s why you’re tryna pull his little friend too? In case it doesn’t work out with him?” Terezi asked with a raised eyebrow.

“No!? Yes? Maybe? I don’t know! Either way! Fact is they’re both coming to my house this weekend. I’m gonna go to Walmart to buy some snacks or something.” 

“Welp, I guess we’ll go with you.” Roxy slung her arm around my shoulder, “and I’ll buy you a bag of chips that you can share with your hopefully future loverboys.” She giggled. 

They all followed me to Walmart and very sweetly decided to buy me something for the weekend hangout all while they continued to ask some questions about Dave and Karkat and my intentions with them and I answered as best I could. 

Roxy buying me some chips and salsa (aw), Nepeta buying me two cans of Pillsbury cinnamon rolls (yum!), Gamzee stealing a bag of mixed candy (aw?), and Terezi buying me a box of condoms (uh..?).

“WHAT? Terezi I won’t be needing these!?” I yell as I shake the box in her face. 

“Well it’s better to be prepared right?” She shrugged. 

“Okay but you bought them in extra small!?” 

“I’m just guessing their size.”

“What? Do ya think Dave and Karkat are slinging around big ol’ horse co-””OKAY conversation over!” I cut off whatever Gamzee’s comment was and shoved the box to the very bottom of the bag. 

“Thanks for the uh… normal gifts guys.” I sighed.

“No purroblem!” Nepeta said as she gave me a hug. “Hope things go well! I gotta head home and feed my cats, talk to you guys later!” She waved goodbye before walking off. 

“Well I should head off too, ttyl!” Roxy said, patting my shoulder as she left. 

Me, Terezi and Gamzee walked together a bit longer since our homes were in the same general area. 

We passed the time as we walked talking about random topics and mutual friends. 

“Hey (Y/n)?” Terezi started.

“Yeah?”

“If you and Dave- or Karkat- or whoever the fuck I don’t even know, start dating, you’re not gonna forget about us right?” Terezi asked, her fingers anxiously messing with the hem of her shirt. 

“No..? No! Of course not! Why’d you think that?” I sling my arm over her shoulder and pull her close, Gamzee starting to pat her back. 

“Ugh.. I don’t know.. forget it. I feel stupid.." She tries to pull away but me and Gamzee hold her still. 

“Hey,” he grabs her by the shoulders, “No matter who we meet or date or whatever the fuck, we’re always gonna stick together, okay? Don’t start getting all motherfuckin’ lonely cuz y’know we’re always gonna be there.” Gamzee says rather seriously. 

I watch as her lip quivers a bit and feel my own chest tightening. I give her a hug which she gives back, squeezing incredibly tight. 

Terezi used to be friends with a girl named Vriska, the two were super close and even though Terezi never really said I’m pretty sure she was even in love with her. Then Vriska kinda ditched her and cut her off completely for seemingly no reason. 

I think that still sticks with her even after all this time. I rub her back and wait for her breathing to settle down.

“Yeah I’m not going anywhere baby girl.” I whisper playfully in her ear.

“Eughk! Get off me!” She quickly shoves me away and keeps walking.

“Baby girl come back!”

“Give us some love baby girl-”

“Shut up!” She yelled right as Gamzee tried to join in. 

We kept walking, a silent agreement between all of us to not mention Terezi’s little moment of insecurity. We are conscious of it but it doesn’t need to get talked about, especially if she doesn’t want to. 

As we walk, we near the Pizza Hut that Dave and Karkat worked.

“Wait, let me say hi!” I say as I cut through the parking lot and walked up to the window, peeking to see if they were there, Terezi and Gamzee following. 

I could see them both actually, arguing about something , I don’t think it was serious because Dave didn’t really seem to give a fuck but when does he ever give a fuck? 

I tap the glass, getting their attention and wave ‘hi’, them both noticing and smiling a bit, waving back. 

Then Karkat freezes and a second later a look of confusion crosses his face as he points towards us. 

I realize he recognizes Gamzee. 

Gamzee realizes he recognizes Gamzee.

We run. 

Dragging a confused Terezi as we hear the jingle of the door opening and a very upset Karkat yelling out “What the fuck are you doing here!?” 

“What the hell? Why is he yelling at us!?” Terezi asked as we ran.

“I guess the motherfucker’s still mad about the edible?”

“No shit!?”

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Terzei,, my luv,, I don't think people talk about Terezi and Vriska's relationship enough or at least not in a way that isn't surface level. Liekk Terezi loves Vriska so much but I don't think Vriska is capable of deeply loving anyone because of how she was raised. I don't think she can keep anyone closer than at an arms length which is really sad not only to Terezi but to Vriska too. She will always be cursed with loneliness thanks to no one but herself and it she can't even fully face that fact of her emotions because she's stuck trying adhere to the cool girl idgaf about nothing persona. Maybe that's why Terezi took interest in Dave, because he was a cool guy but was at least able to let people in. srry im rambling,, i don't even like vriska *skull emoji* I don't think I'm gonna add vrisrezi as an actually ship liek as in actutally make them date but I might talk about their feelings 4 each other l8r next chapter will be the actual weekend hangout with davekat :p

[cherryluvrx3]

meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 7

[masterlist]

Dave tossed his backpack, which looked practically empty, to the floor before walking over to the cashier. 

“You want the same as usual Karkat?” Dave calls out and receives a yeah back.

“So,” I start, “You come here often?” 

“Not really. Just one of the few food places near the school. I don’t even like Panda Express in general.” Karkat mumbles, not looking up from his phone.

Wow kids these days and their damn phones. It’s impolite to not look at people while they’re talking… I’m not sure if Karkat doesn’t like me specifically or if he’s just a hateful person period.

Maybe it’s a bit of both.

He only looks up from his phone when Dave comes with their food. Dave and Karkat sit across from me at the table, the rest of the place is relatively empty besides some lonely bald man eating by himself in the corner. 

“Were you here long? Before we came I mean.” Dave asks diving in. 

“Ah not really, only for like 4 minutes after I ordered.” I said starting to eat my own food too. 

“Yeah, our schools aren’t that far but me and Karkat gotta speed-walk to and back. We try to come back during passing period so it’s not as noticeable when we sneak in.”  He explains.

“Oh do you guys have someone to let you in? I gotta text my friend to open the door for me.” 

“Yeah- Well, we used to have John do it but he got annoyed n’ started saying ‘figure it out yourselves’ So now we ask this other friend of ours, Jade, ‘cause she’s like- too nice to say no.” Dave says, his voice a bit muffled at the end after taking another bite.

“ Gross, don't talk with your mouth full, you're making me lose my appetite.” Karkat complains in disgust, tilting himself to face away from Dave.

“And the only reason Harley doesn’t refuse is because you bitch and whine like a puppy until she feels bad. Or gets annoyed.” 

“I don’t bitch and whine- you know what? You’ve been real bitchy with me for a while now.” 

“I’m not bitchy!”

“ Sureee. I bet you’re just salty I said that the trashy romance movie you were watching was cringe.” Dave said, pointing his fork at Karkat in an accusing manner. 

“It’s not cringe! You just don’t know how to appreciate romance because you’re an insufferable dimwitted prick with no tact or capability to appreciate deep and emotional romantic bonds between people!” Karkat argued.

“You watch romance movies? Really? You don’t seem the type.” I laughed light heartedly but he seemed to be in self defense mode. Karkat tensed up, clearly upset and aggressive but Dave paid no mind, being already used to it.

“Urgh! Anyone with a decent brain can enjoy a good romance story but clearly that’s too much to ask from braindead dickwads like you two!” He shouted, not caring about the lone worker and sad old man that were now staring, both of them giving looks to each other and engaging in a silent conversation that probably went like, ‘Geez what’s that kid’s deal?’ ‘I don’t know dude, he doing too much’ ‘Right? He don’t know nothing about being an adult. Fuck he so angry for?’ ‘Literally like get a job lil’ bro 😭’ ‘ I want you… ’ ‘Meet me in the back…’

“Hey man, I never said anything against romance movies! Like I don’t go out of my way to watch them but I like stories with romance- when they’re done well of course and not filled with cheesy cliches.” I said in a soft voice, trying to calm him down.

“Oh.” Karkat almost visibly deflated, realizing he wasn’t being attacked or made fun of (at least not by me). He even looked a bit embarrassed. 

“Whaaat? For reals you’re into that shit?” Dave tried to tease.

“I mean sure, they can be cute and sweet y'know? Type of shit that makes you see beauty in life and hope in human connections bro. Obviously they can be super dramatic and unrealistic when it comes to the ideals and standards but what makes them unrealistic is us. We’re the ones who are stopping ourselves from acting in all these loving ways. Obviously if someone is capable of thinking up these romantic gestures and words, then we should be capable of doing them right? As lame as that sounds.” I finished my little speech before taking a bite of my food, Karkat nodding quickly in agreement. 

“Hmm..” Dave rested his chin and just stared at me. It was silent for a bit, as he tried to figure out what to say next. Or maybe he didn’t have anything to say at all, instead processing my words as if they were something he’d never considered. 

“ Thank you! ” Karkat exclaimed, “That’s how I feel but couldn’t really put it into words.” He had a rare smile, at least rare to me. I might’ve been one of the few people that didn’t tease him for liking something that seemed to be a major interest. I mirrored his smile and felt happy, I liked that I was able to find something to put us on good terms. 

“We got like 20 minutes before next class.” I said after checking my phone. 

“Damn- hurry up Karkat we gotta leave in like 10 minutes.” Dave said, now rushing the rest of his food in his mouth. 

“I’ve literally been done.” Karkat said, his bowl practically scraped clean.

“Jesus- you vacuumed that shit up huh?” I laughed

“I didn’t eat breakfast okay!?” 

After me and Dave finished, there was about 5 minutes till they had to leave so it was just some simple small talk. We talked about school a bit but then the conversation shifted to home life where they mentioned that they both had older brothers that they lived with. 

“Wow I kinda just live alone. My parents are always working so it’s more like the apartment is just a place where they pay to keep their stuff in.” I said.

“Man I wish I had a house to myself- no offense to my bro but sometimes I get grossed out by how messy the house is with all his miscellaneous junk like sex puppets and mechanical parts tossed around. Well I guess some of the mess is partially my fault too though.” 

Sex puppets???

“Ugh I wish I had a laid back brother like yours. Kankri throws a fit if I just leave a sock on the floor. Of my room!? Like get out! This is my space! It’s because of him I don’t even like having friends over.” Karkat complained, his arms crossed in an all too familiar fashion. 

“Same- well, I think Dirk is fine with me having friends over but he’s usually a solitary guy and it makes me feel guilty cause it’s like we’re bothering him.” Dave sighs before checking the time again. 

“Uh well if you guys want, you’re welcome to hang out at my place! Like I said no one’s really there to bother us.” I offer nervously, unsure if they’d be interested in the offer. 

They both look to each other as they contemplate the offer. 

“You got a TV?” Dave asks.

“What type of weird ass question is that?” Karkat questioned. 

“Well I don’t know, maybe they’re poor- not that there’s anything wrong with being poor. Hashtag poorpeoplerights.” 

I just look at Dave with an irritated and judgmental look that Karkat mirrors. 

“…Yes I have a TV..” 

“Okay cool- I can bring over my Xbox and some games then.” Dave says throwing up some finger guns to try and ease the dirty looks he’s getting.

“…Okay..” I mutter.

..

…

….

“Okay guys c'mon. I can take only one person staring at me with judgy eyes at a time” Dave complained. 

I just laughed a bit, finally breaking. 

“I got some card games and movies if you guys wanna do that too.” 

“Can I bring my own movies?” Karkat asked. 

“Sure-” “Nope. No can do amigo.” Dave cut me off. 

“Why not?” Karkat asked, already aggravated with whatever Dave was about to say next. 

“Because you’re gonna play some lame ass romance movies or some bs like that.” Dave teased, shoving at Karkat’s shoulder and of course, really pissing him off. 

“Karkat,” I cut him off before he could blow another fuse and maybe get us kicked out , even though we’re about to leave, “Don’t worry about whatever Dave wants. This is my house. We can watch whatever you want dude.” I get up from my seat and pat his back. My hand rests on his shoulder as I lean by his ear and say, “besides, I’m sure whatever movie you bring will be great if it’s one you like.” I smile.

Now, maybe I’m going crazy. Maybe I’m just super full of myself. Maybe I’m a delusional idiot who’s mind’s been warped after being single for so long. Or maybe, I’m the most desirable, smooth, alluring bitch alive, because I swear , I just seen Karkat blush.

I’m so taken off guard that I’m stunned into momentary silence. 

“ Thanks .” He murmurs, looking down, his hands playing with the hem of his sleeves awkwardly. 

Now, Dave is still here, and in the corner of my eye I can see him look at me, then at Karkat, then to me, then back at Karkat. 

And then he gasps. 

And he just as quickly slaps his hand over his mouth as we both look at him in confusion. 

“Uhhhhh yeah that all, uh, sounds great dude. Like what, um, time do you want us to come over?” His voice cracks a bit. 

“Um…How about this weekend.? You guys can come over at like two” 

“Yeah okay. Great. Epic. Just send us your address later, c'mon Kat we gotta go.” Dave says hurriedly as he tugs Karkat up by his sleeve. The two pick up their bags and move to throw away their trash, Karkat taking mine to toss too. 

I thank him but he only nods and follows Dave out the door. They wave goodbye through the window before speed-walking away.

“Oh! I forgot to ask Karkat about Gamzee…” 

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“Dude.” 

“Shut up.”

“DUDE.”

“I SAID SHUT UP.” Karkat yells before walking even faster.

“I saw that. Don’t try to deny-”

“DENY WHAT? THERE’S NOTHING TO DENY!?” Karkat is borderline screaming and practically running now, Dave lightly jogging behind him. He doesn’t need that much speed to catch up, one of his steps covers about two and a half of Karkat’s. 

Eventually Karkat has to stop running though, the red pedestrian stop light flashing red as cars pass by. He catches his breath and tries to ignore the very obvious stare he’s getting from Dave. 

“So-”

Dave is cut off by Karkat's head snapping in his direction, his eyes wide and hostile. Dave just raises his eyebrow as a silent way of saying ‘ explain ’

“Ugh,” Karkat scoffs before looking away and saying, “It really is nothing.” 

“Really? Then why-”

“Sorry I was just caught off guard by someone being actually nice to me, is that so crazy!?” He snaps before storming across the street as soon as the light said ‘ walk’.

“Hey I’m nice to you?”

Karkat looks back, a look of irritation on his face. “ Really? ”

Dave is slightly taken aback, even if he doesn’t show it. He always thought that even through all the teasing and annoying they did that everything was okay, after all it’s not like anything was serious, it was just two bros messing around. 

But maybe that’s why Karkat felt the way he did. Because (Y/n) was being serious. Seriously nice and supportive, something they rarely were with each other. 

But that’s just how guys were, right? You don’t go off talking about your feelings or whatever. You just hang out and maybe get a punch to the shoulder as support. 

Wanting any more would be weird.

Right?

Dave shrugs off the thought before his overactive brain would take over and would make him spit word vomit he'd probably really regret later.

“Well anyways, maybe you should go after them? It’s not like you got a line of people waiting for you in the love department.” Dave laughs. 

“I already said it’s nothing. They’re cool but I…” Karkat doesn’t finish his sentence, an uneasy look on his face.

‘ Wait. No way… Is Kat actually into someone right now?’

‘And he hasn’t told me ?’ Dave wonders, his troubled expression well masked behind his shades. 

He refrains from asking though.

Even though he really wants to. 

If the discomfort on Karkat’s face is anything to go off of, it’s not something he wants to talk about. 

Dave feels a tightening in his chest. Not something that can be called pleasant at all. How is it in romance books they describe a tight feeling in the chest as something beautiful? A physical sensation to intense emotion? But what emotion is he feeling right now? 

The silence between the both of them is uncomfortable, foreign, and gives him all too much room to think.

Is part of him upset that even though him and Karkat seemed to close, there was actually a gap this big between them? Dave thought they were able to tell each other anything. Well as much as two bros could tell each other. That they’d stick together no matter what. No matter who complained or annoyed the other.

Is this tightening feeling in his chest loneliness?

Will that loneliness grow bigger if Karkat finds someone he genuinely loves?

A friend is a friend but a lover is a lover.

There's a fine line between them and now it seems like there’s a huge canyon cutting between the two. 

And if he looks down at how deep that canyon is, would he be able to be content with its distance? Or will his legs give out at the realization of how far apart they are? 

Will he continue to long for the intimacy a friend isn’t allowed?

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hey yallllllllllll :-D long time no see…..sorry I tried keeping reader's family vague but I feel the best way to do that is if they aren't really present at all so if ur someone who's family is rlly active in your life… sorry internal dave freak out!!! wooo!!! bro finally realized it aint all fun n games out here… I know I mentioned Karkat being more closeted but it's hard for me to fully write about it how I want bc obviously the situation would change from reader to reader so :p

Also I know the ages are kinda weird bc Roxy is reader's age and in highschool while the rest of the alpha kids and beforus trolls are supposed to be college age 0_o sorry I jus love Roxy and wanted her to be our friend….

also comments are vry appreciated !! even if I dont say anything I definetly read them !! luv yall <3

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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 6

[masterlist]

It’s the next day and Dave hadn’t texted me since yesterday. Part of me wanted to ask if I made him uncomfortable with insinuating he was gay (he totally is) but at the same time I didn’t wanna bother him. Or cause another insecure freak out.

Still, I was worried. After all, this is the guy I’m trying to woo and romance, it’d suck if I scared him off already.

I sigh dramatically for the upteenthed time and lean my head on Gamzee’s shoulder.

“Okay! We get it, you’re miserable! We heard you the first sigh.” Terezi complained from her seat across from me at the table we sat.

“And you have yet to ask me what’s wrong! Some friends you are.” I huffed.

“Okay what’s the motherfuckin’ issue?” Gamzee asked not looking up from his phone. I sigh dramatically once again, “ I don’t wanna talk about it.. ” I mutter in faux mysteriousness that they both seem to not care for.

..

…

….

…..

“Okay I’ll tell you! So I know it’s only been one day but I can’t help but feel I bombed that first convo with Dave..” I explain, finally sitting up straight in my seat.

Terezi sighed and rested her head into the palm of her hand. “Hmm.. I can’t help but think you’re being a little…. dramatic ?” She said with a skeptical raised brow.

I gasp, “ Dramatic!? Me ? I would never .” I joke.

“Well, if we bein’ real then yeah. I mean it was just the first motherfuckin’ convo.” Gamzee spoke half paying attention.

“I guess.. But like, I feel like I was being a little dry. I mean Dave’s such a cool guy he’s probably got way cooler people to talk to and I spent a vital first impression on not showing him how cool I am- because I’m totally cool right!? Like way cooler than at first glance right!?” I frantically look between the both of them for validation but receive nothing but judging side eyes.

“You guys can at least feed into my delusions y’know…” I slump into my seat with a pout.

“Well unfortunately for you, I am immensely tired from devious 3 AM activities that I will not name so I have neither the time nor the energy to feed your gluttonous delusions. We have a substitute teacher this period so I am going to take a nap, thank you.” Is all Terezi says before she slips to the floor and lays down, head resting on a bundled up sweater.

I look to Gamzee, he looks to me. We look at each other. As I begin to open my mouth he shakes his head solemnly, no … and slowly goes back to texting who I assume is Tavros.

I sit, dejected and abandoned by these supposed “for lifers.”

I twiddle my thumbs for a bit then drum my fingers on the desk.

Wow, I feel like a loser.

My phone buzzes in my pocket, It’s a text from Dave.

A TEXT FROM DAVE?

I look around expecting some sort of reaction as if either of them are able to see my phone.

I open his message- after waiting a few seconds, to not seem desperate obviously.

Pizza Dave

-sup

-wyd

Me

-Oh nothing just sitting in this chemistry class abandoned by my friends who would rather sleep and text their boyfriend

Pizza Dave

-damn sucks lol

-now ya know how I felt

Me

-Idk bout that chief

-Wouldn’t really call this feeling jealousy ha

-but wyd?

Pizza Dave

-I already said I wasn’t jealous that would be weird

-but I’m in math bored asf

-I know like no one in this class and ain’t really up for making friends with em

-don’t think we’d be able to vibe

-or that they’re open for vibing in the first place

Me

-Oh you don’t have John or Karkat in that class?

-They’re like the only friends of yours that I know tbh

Pizza Dave

-nopee

-I’m in honors math

-cuz I’m soooo smart

-they got regulars math so I’m all alone

-I finished my work already so m just sittin here

-lonely n bored

-n hungry

-got lunch next period

Me

-Oh me too

-School lunches aren’t that good tho

-U be eating that shit bro? 😭

Pizza Dave

-nahh

-ur right

-foods ass

Me

-nah dude don’t lie u be straight gobbling that shit huh

-licking the plate and everything

-own up to it

Pizza Dave

-no seriously 💀

-usually I bring a snack or something to hold me through the school day

-but me and kat r gonna go out to eat lunch

Me

-Whatttt

-Your school lets y’all get lunch from outside?

Pizza Dave

-nah we just sneak out lol

Me

-Damn maybe I should do that

-The lunches here aren’t good either I usually just eat whatever fruit they got

Pizza Dave

-u wanna come?

-we going panda express

-think it’s pretty close to ur school

Me

-Uhhhhhh

I want to go. I want to hang out with him! And Karkat, can’t forget he’s gonna be there too. So it’s not like I can have one on one time with him but maybe it would be better that way? The less awkwardness between us the better.

Pizza Dave

-u scared of getting caught?

Me

-No

I am. A bit.

I mean I’ve only snuck out once with Roxy but we just went to a corner store down the street and back. I guess I can just ask Nepeta to open the door for me at one of the back entrances like last time since she has class on the first floor after lunch again.

Me

-Okay I’ll go

Pizza Dave

-bet

-I’ll let kat know

-he gets fussy with sudden plan changes lol

Me

-Hehe fussy is a cute word

Pizza Dave

-ikr

-bros an absolute cutie patootie

-but yappy

-like a chuhuawa

-chihiuaua

-however tf u spell chiwawa

Me

-Chihuahua

Pizza Dave

-okay big guy so you know words n shit

-I’m in honors math not english for a reason

Me

-Whatevaaaaa

-Byee I’ll see y’all then :p class about to end

Pizza Dave

-bet

I’m so excited I know I’m smiling hard like an idiot but I couldn’t care less. I check my backpack and luckily I have enough money with me to buy my lunch. As I turn my head I notice Gamzee’s been staring at me for some while now.

“Uh..?” “So I’m guessin’ you got some good news lil’ mama?” Gamzee asks, picking up my phone and putting in the password he already knew to snoop through the messages.

“Oh now you care?” I cross my arms and he doesn't respond as he reads the texts.

“I’d say good luck on your date but it looks like you got a third wheel- or maybe you’re the motherfuckin’ third wheel?” He teased and tossed my phone back to me.

“Yeah but I mean Karkat’s cool- Kat is Karkat by the way.” I say and start packing up to go.

“Oh really? Tell the guy I said hi.” Gamzee chuckled as he went over to Terezi, lightly kicking her awake. She shot up and banged her head on the table, grumbling as she stood up and stretched.

“Kay but could you do me a favor and tell everyone else at lunch? I don’t feel like getting a barrage of questions asking where I am.” I laughed as the bell rang and we started to walk out the door.

“hUh..?” Terezi asked, still confused from her brief but deep nap.

“Aight I will- tell ya in a bit.” He told Terezi as he dragged her stumbling body off to the lunchroom.

I quickly ran down the stairs and headed to one of the back entrances of the school that no one really went by.

I did a quick look around to make sure the coast was clear before opening the door as silently as I could and dashing out the door. I ran down the block before stopping, I don’t think the security guards would give chase but if they did, the walk of shame back to school would’ve been so embarrassing I’d just drop dead instead.

I hadn’t been to the Panda Express Dave was talking about so I put in the location in maps to get the directions before heading over and Dave was right, it was pretty close.

I pushed the door open and looked around but they weren’t here yet. I mean, since their school is a little farther from here it’d probably take them a bit longer so I just ordered and waited.

Not long after sitting down I could see them crossing the street, the light about to change and Karkat aggressively shoving an incredibly unconcerned Dave forward so they could hurry and get to the other side. I chuckle to myself as they come in, Karkat complaining.

“Jeez, do you think we have all the time in the world!? Or do you just not care if you become roadkill!?” He yelled.

“A car would never run me over. I’d just stop it with my bare hands like a man.” Dave said as they walked over to where I sat.

“Sup.” He nodded to me coolly

I let out a strangled hi, embarrassing , and Karkat just grumbled a hey to acknowledge my existence before sitting down.

Yeesh, guess he’s still on edge.

But I’ll make sure he warms up to me too!

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remember when I warned about background ships? gamz x tavros is one of em !!! This chapter still isn't that interesting or long but :p

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alpha alpha

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thank u so much🙂erm sorry this isn't very "romantic" but its something ive thought abt quite a bit & thought it'd be a nice one 2 share heheh

once they start regularly sleeping together, they find out they have like rlly fascinatingly clashing sleeping habits, but they end up perfectly balancing out for a bunch of reasons. it comes down to them finding each other's presence incredibly comforting.

dave sleeps straight and silent like a plank of wood, karkat sleeps crumpled up like an animal and is prone 2 snoring. he drools a bunch too, because that's just part of having an overbite. and isn't a problem when you sleep in slime, which is his defense when it's brought up.

the snoring doesn't bother dave, in fact he finds the sound soothing. he doesnt snore really loud, it’s kind of gentle and rumbly. and the way he still looks grumpy even when he's sleeping is pretty endearing, so sometimes dave will just watch him snooze for a bit. it's rhythmic and relaxing & something to focus on if he can't sleep.

karkat has his own dedicated pillowcases that are extra-thick for the drooling & they gotta be washed nightly. typically dave will switch the cases for him in passing.

sleeping in a bed is also one of the rare times where someone would get to see karkat in something that isn't long pants and a long-sleeve shirt, especially in warmer weather, because karkat is abnormally committed to wearing the same outfit out every day. so it's a very rare privilege and dave likes to see him in short sleeves.

it actually ends up working really well for both of them even though they're polar opposites, because dave finds a lot of comfort in the steady quiet noise, and karkat is sensitive to sound so the fact dave is a quiet sleeper is good for him too. & they both find having each other there helps against sleeping alone drastically. makes it easier to remember they’re in a safe space.

ofc karkat does the same thing to dave, i.e. watching him sleep sometimes. he never really gets over how nice dave's eyes look even when they're closed. typically though watching dave sleep ends up making him snort because dave will just faceplant the pillow *hard* and karkat wouldn't even believe he's capable of breathing in that position if he couldn't see his lungs expanding in real time.

they both have a lot of trouble sleeping. while dave tends to have trouble *falling* asleep in particular, karkat tends to have more trouble *staying* asleep. once dave is out he's typically OUT on a good night, and although karkat gets to sleep faster than him he's more likely to wake up in the middle of the night. this works out great, because if dave's face is ever visible it's because he was watching karkat until he dozed off -- and that means karkat gets to watch *dave* sleep til he can get back to sleep himself. so they feed into each other sleeping better, if that makes sense.

& they both suck at getting up in the morning.godbless

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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

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A story where teen Dave, Karkat and friends work at a Pizza Hut. After Dave delivers to your place, you get a little crush and end up getting pizza more often just to see him and eventually end up falling for Karkat too.

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The troll characters will be in here, if you want to view them as humans go ahead but I don’t think I’ll specify if they’re regular trolls or just humans here

Btw the readers friend group is just a mostly random mix of characters I like 😭 (Terezi, Roxy, Nepeta, Gamzee) and this'll probably have other ships ill tag later,, don't read if you get upset reading other ships you don't like (there won't be any proship ones)

Reader is mostly kept gender neutral but there might be some gender terms both feminine and masculine but can just be seen as jokey names. This fic is mostly silly n fun

(Also this is being cross posted from my ao3 account :p)

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chapters:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 5

[masterlist]

I went home with an extra pep in my step, resisting the urge to hop, skip and frolic around like a cutsie whimsical princess or something.

I shut the door to my room and kicked off my shoes, plopping into bed, stomach first with my legs kicking behind me.

I decided against texting Dave- and Karkat and John for that matter, because I didn’t wanna come off as weirdly clingy and desperate for “friendship”. Besides, they’re still working anyway. So instead, I go to text the group chat so I can report the good news.

It takes a few seconds before anyone answers but like always, Roxy is the first to respond.

Me

-!!!!

Roxy <3

- hey babe! What’s up?

Me

-You would not believe what just happened omhggg

Gamz :o)

-wazzzzzupppppp

Me

-Sooo

-I went to see Dave right

Nepetita :3

-Oooh really?? :0

Me

-Yesss

-N I got his number xP!!

Roxy <3

-omg rllyy!!

-wooo!!

Gamz :o)

- u text him yet

Me

-No ima wait a bit

-He’s still working

-also

-I got his coworkers numbers too xP

-They’re named John and Karkat

Roxy <3

-omg????

-girl you just

-3 dudes numbers!!??

Tezi >:]

-Since when did you have the sweet talking abilities for that?? >:0

Me

-I know I knowww

-Ima smoooooth opertatorrrr

-The men flock to me and bow at my feet as I walk by

Gamz :o)

-Waitttttt

-wait wait

-waittttt

Me

-what

Tezi >:]

-Wat >:?

Gamz :o)

-A guy named Karkat

-I might know that motherfucker

Nepetita :3

-a furriend of yours??

Gamz :o)

-Just a guy I met on a field trip like 2 years ago or smn

-we both got lost at the motherfuckin zoo freshman year

-like ours n his school was there at the same time n shit

-kinda just walked around tryna find like the groups we came with or whatever but I kinda gave up

-n he didn’t wanna walk around alone so he just stayed with me

-we was just chillin with the stingrays

-he was still tweakin tf out tho so I gave him a edible

Me

-Omg???

Gamz :o)

-motherfucker didn’t know it was an edible tho or else I don’t think he would’ve ate it

-we were tripping hard by the time we made it back to the buses lol

Roxy <3

-gamzzz 😭😭

-i don’t think u shld giv edibles to strangersss

Nepetita :3

-Yeah that's a little

-ermmm

-rude?

Gamz :o)

-was jus tryna help the guy

Me

-Well anyways

-I’m not like

-Actually interested in them or anything

-Just wanna be friends with them

Tezi >:]

-I thought you wanted to date pizza boy??

Me

-Oh Dave yeah

-I meant just him tho lol

Gamz :o)

-yeah for a sec I thought u were rlly tryna juggle 3 hoes at once

Roxy <3

-yeah righttt

-they can barely juggle dave alobe!!

-alone

Me

-I could totally have multiple hoes if I wanted???

Roxy <3

-yep

Gamz :o)

-mhm

Tezi >:]

-ok

Nepetita :3

-...well.. *sweats nervously*

Me

-FUCK YOU GUYSS

-WHAT EVA!!!!!

-I see you guys are just some hating ass bitches

Roxy <3

-not hating just being #real babe

Nepetita :3

-Anyways!! It’s great that you got Dave’s number!! Are you planning on texting him first or letting him come to you?

-Do you want to be the purredator or purray? :3

Me

-hmmm

-well I was thinking

-wait

-omg?

Tezi >:]

-Wat >:?

Me

-He literallyyyyy just texted me

-brb teehee

Roxy <3

-omgg? the stars r aligningg for u to hav ur momenttt

Gamz :o)

-get his ass

While John gave me his pesterchum user, Dave and Karkat gave me their regular numbers because they “weren’t fucking nerds” and so I put them into my phone’s contacts.

Pizza Dave

-hey dawg

Me

-hiiiii ? aren’t you still working? Lol

Pizza Dave

-yeah I’m still on the clock for like 2 hours but not much is going on

-there was one more call for delivery and I made Kat deal with it because I’m still recovering from that last traumatic experience

-told him I might have some serious PTSD induced panic attacks if I had to hold another pizza in my hands

Me

-Oh haha

-So are you likee

-Just chatting to pass the time?

Pizza Dave

-bingo. pretty much.

-I’d chat with John but right now he’s busy talking to like

-some other friend??

-like what the helllll

-I was the OG bestie yknow

-but now he’s over there getting all cozy with some dude he met on some online forum that’s just a cesspool for shitty movie lovers

-guess he wanted a guy who’d listen to him rave about nick cage without bitchin but I mean I was just keeping it real

-we’re literally on the clock. being on the phone while working is NOT allowed. you’d think he’d know better

… hmm..

Me

-Kinda sounds like you’re a jealous boyfriend lol

Why did I say that? Don’t know, thought it was funny and hit send before I could rethink.

He’d been typing consistently but I could see in real time his speech bubble stop.

I headed back to the group chat to update them, cutting off whatever they were talking about.

Me

-So he’s texting me rn bc he’s bored at work

Nepetita :3

-well that at least shows he’s thinking of you?

Me

-welllllll he just said he’s only talking to me bc his other friends are busy lol

-but I mean this is my chance to slide myself into his personal circle!!

I went back to me and Dave’s convo and- holy shit. While I was gone he was typing up a storm

Pizza Dave

-what

-no

-no way dude

-me and john are just buds

-that's my home dawg yknow

-like if I was jealous it would just be because of the friendship we have being threatened

-yknow what I mean

-like

-not at all like a jealous boyfriend those are like two totally different things

-besides I’m not gay

-and John isn’t either

-I think

-and if he was I still wouldn’t be gay

-cuz I think girls are really hot and have had a few crushes

-on girls

-so there’s like no way

-not that I have any problem with gay people

-and if John was gay that’d be cool and all

-I really don’t care

-cuz at the end of the day I’m not gay so that’s not an issue

-uh

Me

-OKAY I GET IT

-I was just joking bro

-You don’t gotta get all freaked out lol

Pizza Dave

-I’m not freaked out

-who’s freaking out?

-not me

-I’m chill

-chill as hell dude

-look up chill in the dictionary and you’ll see my face

Me

-Okay

-anyways

-what school do you go to?

Yeesh. I guess that boyfriend comment opened up a can of worms. I screenshotted the convo to share with the group chat.

Me

-Soooo… guys..??

Gamz :o)

-wow

Roxy <3

-Yikes he’s definitely closeted

Tezi >:]

-Totally. That’s actually kinda embarrassing

Nepetita :3

-Aww I feel kinda bad… but I mean he said he’s alright with gay people so

-it probably won’t be that long until he opens up and accepts that part of himself?

Me

-Yeah I think so too

-I don’t think he has a crush on John specifically but he’s def fruity

-even if this whole relationship thing doesn’t work out ima stick to with him to support him cuz boyyy does he need it!!

I go back to chatting with Dave and he seems to have calmed down. We both learn a bit more about each other after 15 minutes he says he has to get back to work. We said our goodbyes and I headed to take a shower so I could process all the information I learned today.

Maybe I’ll talk to him tomorrow during lunch? Even though we have different schools, apparently our bell schedules matched up and we even had lunch at the same period.

I yawn and tuck myself into bed for a few hours of scrolling on my phone.

———

a/n btw John was talking to Jake, no I'm not shipping them

Also Dave is closeted and in denial.

I see both him and Karkat as bisexual but since this fic is supposed to be gender-neutral I don't think I'll go into too much detail on how that could affect his relationship with reader bc it's different depending on who you are. I might end up making reader bisexual too but idk bc I don't want readers who aren't bi to be 'forced' into it. I mean all I know for sure about you guys reading this is that you're attracted to men (or just reading this bc you're bored lol)

Also Karkat is also a bit closeted but he's very much aware of who he is, he's mainly closeted because he knows Dave is iffy around his own sexuality and is worried Dave will see him different if he comes out to him.

[cherryluvrx3]

meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 4

[masterlist]

Okay.

This has gotta be one of the worst days ever.

Like if there was a shitty day tournament, this day would’ve made it to the semi finals at LEAST . Actually no, I’m sure there’s people out there dealing with way more horrible shit but still.

First, I barely slept last night and when I did finally fall asleep, I ended up forgetting to put my alarm so I was late and my first period teacher chewed me out (can’t stand that bitch). Then later at gym, I was messing around with Gamzee, shooting hoops, and then MY PANTS FUCKING RIPPED!!! It wasn’t super noticeable but I spent the whole day wondering if people could see my lower ass cheek. All because I was ballin'. Oh, and as if my clothes weren’t ruined enough, Terezi accidently squirted ketchup on my shirt during lunch. Then I got my last period’s test back and a big fat F was the final slap to the face.

Now school’s over, it’s windy as fuck outside and I’m walking shamefully back home, running on 3 hours of sleep, my ass cheek hanging out, and crusty ketchup on my shirt. I probably look as miserable as a soggy kitten.

I tugged my shirt down again to cover my ass with a huff. Oh and my stomach growling just reminded me that lunch today was also ass so I skipped it and am currently starving. It’s been about a week and so I got a new allowance and money to use so I could buy lunch I guess. Or maybe just a snack since I have pasta at home? It’s gotta be a comfort food though, I need some damn comforting after today. Maybe something sweet but what could I..

I stopped in front of a Pizza Hut poster advertising their sweet little cinnabons for only $5 bucks! Yeah I could totally go for those right about now.

I wonder if Dave works today? I could eat some sweeties while talkin’ up a sweetie- okay that was mad cringe I’m sorry.

Before me was a golden opportunity to finally ask his number! And if he says no.. then this’ll really be one of my worst moments ever. But I mean at least I’ll get cinnabons at the end of the day?

I took a deep breath and walked in, hearing a little bell jingle.

Behind the cash register was a goofy lookin kid with black hair and glasses but.. I looked around and.. No Dave.

I try not to let disappointment show on my face as he greeted me with a “Welcome to Pizza Hut how can I take your order?”

“Uh yeah can I get a 5 piece order of cinnabons please? That’s all” I say and give him the money. “Alright, I’ll get you them right now.” and as he goes to grab them from their little oven thing, I hear a jingle as the door behind me opens and there walks in an exasperated Dave.

“John- oh..uh hey?” He awkwardly greets me as he heads behind the counter. “Hey.” I say nervously. “Wow you look like shit- I mean-” “Dave!” The guy who I’m guessing is John slaps his shoulder. It’s then I realize the wind probably whipped my hair in all types of crazy ways. “Nah it’s fine.. I look like shit ‘cause I’ve had a shit day..” I sigh as I grab my cinnabons from John. “Tell me about it, today’s been shit for me too! No joke, I almost got jumped.” Dave threw his arms up for dramatic effect.

“Huh-” “What?? Are you alright?” John asked, looking over Dave as if he would suddenly see any new injuries.

“Yeah I’m okay, I skedaddled and ran to the car- had to drop the pizza though.” He squeezed past John and went behind the counter to hang the car keys on a little hook that held a few other types of keys.

“Alright so what happened?” I asked and as Dave was about to answer, another guy with black hair and a mean face came out from the back. “The hell you’d get into this time, Strider?” He crossed his arm and asked in an irritated, accusatory tone.

“I’m literally innocent! I have done no wrong doings in the history of ever. I don’t know why you’d immediately think it’s my fault.” Dave grumbled while the other guy who’s name tag seemed to read ‘Karkat’ scoffed.

“But like I was saying,” Dave side eyed Karkat, or at least I think he did, hard to tell with the shades, “What had happened was this,” he lifted himself up to sit on the counter, John sat on a little chair by the register and Karkat stood near John. I was leaning on the counter with my elbows, intent on hearing whatever the tea was.

“Me, a valued, trustable worker, was just doing my job of delivering pizzas. I noticed the address was in a bit of a sketchy neighborhood but I thought to myself, ‘Y'know what Dave? Maybe these guys are alright citizens. Who are you to judge a book by it’s trashy, bullet riddled cover?’ right?” He began, “Then I stroll up to this ghetto house and knock on the door, it opens and low and behold there’s a fine looking gentleman that could be a prime example of the damage inbreeding does to a human,” I couldn’t help but snicker and John let out a few giggles too, “I says, “Hello sir, I have your pizza, the total is $14.99” and he just hands me a $10. I go, “Sorry sir but it seems you haven’t given me enough to pay, I can’t give you the pizza” and maybe he was having a shit day, like- his sister probably just broke up with him or something and I guess that was just the last straw cause dude just starts fuckin’ yelling at me.

Can’t lie I was scared, shaking in my fuckin’ boots at this meth addicted hillbilly hick that’s suddenly grabbing me by the collar of my shirt and shaking me like in a cartoon or something- dude was about to start winding up his fist to blow a punch hard enough to make me see little animated swirling stars 'n shit, seriously,” Dave laughs while speaking, clearly enjoying his own jokes, “And so, since I’m a big strong man, I shove the guy back, hard, and dude falls back into the house. Guess he had some friends over and I swear they must’ve just finished snorting up lines because I could see they had white dust on their faces and,” he leaned into me, “ I didn’t see no powdered donuts.” I bit my lip to hold in my laugh.

“So his buddies come, tryna back him up I guess. They start rolling up their sleeves ‘n shit and, I’m a man who picks and chooses his battles, and a battle between me and 4 hillbillies off a few lines of coke just ain’t a fight I wanna fight. So I just took off running and I guess druggies don’t have good balance cause them junkies was limping and hobbling after me as I booked it to the car. One of them grabbed me and I just threw the pizza at him and kept going.” He laughed and hopped off the counter to go to the little fridge they stored drinks in and get himself a coke.

I looked back and saw John who was snorting and giggling the whole time and Karkat who was trying to hold back a smile. Of course, I was cheesing hard through the whole story. Dave just has this way of pulling people in and the way he speaks just paints a perfect picture for telling stories.

“So yep, that’s that. Lost a good pizza and got no money. By the way, your hair’s still fucked dude.” Dave says after taking a sip of his soda.

“Ugh shit-” I immediately try to pat down any and all stray hairs, combing through the strands with my fingers.

“Who the hell even is this?” Karkat asks as if he suddenly noticed my presence and something about it makes me feel even more embarrassed, like I was intruding on something private.

“Oh uh, I’m just a customer haha..” I chuckle awkwardly and avert my gaze, I could still see John swat his shoulder and whisper ‘ rude!’’ Out of the corner of my eye.

“So eh.. you said you were having a bad day..?” John asks awkwardly as if trying to make me feel better. “Oh uh.. yeah but we don’t have to talk about it- I mean I’m sure you’ve guys got work-” “Nah go ahead, not like we’re doing anything anyways.” Dave says, encouraging me to speak, probably because he didn't wanna go back to work just yet.

“Well it’s not anything crazy like with you, just annoying school shit and I got a big ol’ ketchup stain on my shirt plus ripped pants.” I sigh.

I hear John whisper “ oh my god like SpongeBob ,” and Karkat giving him a down right dirty look.

“Oh and I guess my hairs all wack too.” I say and go back to trying to fix it. “Well if ya want we can let you use the bathroom and you can fix it in the mirror.” Dave offers and lifts the little counter door, inviting me in.

“Our bathroom is for employees only. ” Karkat said, also giving me a dirty look.

“Karkat, quit being such a fuckin’ wet blanket.” Dave rolled his eyes I think? and grabbed me by my arm, leading me to the bathroom.

——————

The door clicked as I went inside and Dave walked back out to the front. “Did they even buy anything?” Karkat asked John who was about to start mopping as if he didn’t two days ago. “Uh yeah they bought some cinnabons- but I guess they’re cold now.” He said as he picked up the box left on the counter.

“I’ll replace them with some warmer ones.” Dave said and took the box, switching places with another in the little oven.

“Why’re you doing all that for?”

“Kat," he sighed, "it doesn’t take much to be a little nice y’know? You of all people should be nice to them, actually, since that’s the dude who’s pizza ya burnt.” Dave said as he rolled the mop bucket to John.

“…really..?”

“Yep.”

“You burnt a pizza?”

Karkat didn’t answer, he just went to the back. In all honesty he did feel a bit guilty, actually, no. A better word was embarrassed.

Embarrassed that he seriously felt jealous enough to do something so petty. After a bit of thinking, Dave was right, it didn’t take much to be nice.

——————

I put some water in my hands and used it to better stick my frizzy hair down. After turning around to take a better look at my butt and see if you really could see my ass through the tear, there was a knock on the door.

I opened it and there was Karkat, holding some clothes and avoiding eye contact.

“Your clothes are trashed right? Here you can wear mine.” He grumbled. I just stood in silence, semi confused and in disbelief because I just didn’t think he’d be the type to offer me anything let alone a spare change of clothes.

“They’re clean if that’s what you're worried about. I’ll just walk home in my uniform. I need to wash it anyways..” He said and pushed the clothes into my hands.

“Uhm.. thanks! Seriously you’re a life saver, I could kiss you- do you want a kiss?” I puckered up my lips and watched as he practically jumped back and screamed “HELL NO!”

I snickered and said it was a joke! Before closing the door to change.

Luckily his baggy sweater fit and his joggers could be adjusted by the strings. I shoved my clothes in my backpack and walked out.

John mopped about half the store and Dave and Karkat were talking behind the register.

“Woah I didn’t think you’d give them your own personal threads, Kat. You having a random character redemption arc?” Dave teased and bumped Karkat’s shoulder, only to get bumped back harder with a “Shut the hell up, Dickbag Strider!”

“Haha yeah thanks again Karkat!” I smile and leave from behind the counter to grab my temporarily forgotten cinnabons.

“It’s fine… uh?”

“Oh yeah, my name’s (Y/n) by the way.”

“Right.”

I stood there for a bit before I remembered my second reason for coming here, getting Dave’s number.

Okay, act cool and natural.. gently slide trading numbers into the conversation-

“Do you- like need anything else or…?”

“Can I have your number?”

Oh wow, how smooth.

“I mean! All of your numbers ha! You guys all seem- uh really....cool..? Besides! I wanna give these clothes back at some point..” I say awkwardly while being stared down by all three Pizza Hut boys.

“Well yeah, me, I’m cool , not too sure about Karkat and John though.” Dave laughs while John lets out an offended “ hey!” and Karkat bumps his shoulder again.

John is the first to walk over to me, phone in hand, “Uh here.. do you have pesterchum? I like using it more than regular texting.” “Nerd.” "Okayy I see you Rizzard of Oz." “ Shut up!” I type in my handle while the other two pull out their phones.

I put my phone away after we all trade information and pick up my cinnabons once again.

“Alright, it’s been nice. Talk to you guys later!” I waved and walked out the door.

——————-

“Soo like… who is that guy seriously?”

“Hell if I know.” Dave answered Karkat before going to the bathroom to pee.

“I mean, the guy seemed pretty nice, maybe they just want friends?”

“I don’t really think friendship is exactly what they’re looking for.” Karkat mumbled. He noticed how when they asked for a phone number, they were asking Dave specifically. He doesn't think he's especially good at reading people's intentions but it doesn't take a genius to tell they were interested in Dave.

Thinking of them as competition is dumb, it’s not like they’re competing for anything-

“Hey Kat! You wanna sneak out for lunch at school tomorrow morning? I was thinking we could eat at Panda Express or something.” Dave smiled and Karkat felt that if Dave asked for anything with a look like that on his face, he’d say yes.

“Sure..” he grumbled and pulled away before Dave could notice his reddening face.

Is it going to be a competition?

———

a/n its not gonna be a competition theyre all gonna kiss and hold hands… #polyamoryftw

[cherryluvrx3]

meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader X Karkat Vantas

Chapter 3

[masterlist]

I stopped pacing around the room when I heard the doorbell ring. I practically ran to the door then stopped just in front to compose myself. Straighten out my clothes and pat my hair down and take a deep breath before I opened the door.

Dave, who was waiting on the other side, heard the heavy footsteps of someone running to the door.

‘Am I gonna get jumped??’

The pause.

‘Maybe they had a change of heart.’

The deep breath.

‘No they’re definitely getting ready to fight me.’

And the door opened to reveal a.. sweaty, nervous looking dude- the same one from last time actually.

“Uh..” Dave quickly peaked behind them and didn’t see anyone else, hiding or otherwise. “Your friends didn’t set you up like last time?” He smiled albeit a bit nervously.

“Oh! No I eh.. just.. asked for you myself..”

“..really?”

“Yeah really..”

“…”

Awkward….

“….Right.. well your total is $9.99..” Dave took out the pizza from his little pizza carrier.

“Hopefully it isn’t burnt this time.” I joked and Dave seemed to look surprised.

“Wait really? Your pizza was burnt last time?”

“Uh yeah, like half of the pepperoni was singed. I mean my friend ate it anyway but still.” I said and took note of how he looked sort of confused.

“Yeah that’s.. kinda weird? My friend is the one who makes the pizzas and he usually follows the Pizza Hut pizza making regulations like, word for word. Sort of like a perfectionist? I feel like if he burnt a pizza he would’ve remade it. Or are these false accusations you're putting on my bro’s name?” Dave questioned with a quirked brow and crossed arms.

“No?? Why would I lie about that dude?” I laughed.

“Well I mean, you didn’t call to replace it either.”

“Yeah ‘cause my friend already tore that shit up.” I snickered and pulled out a $10 bill to pay him. He seemed more relaxed now, smiling as he took the money.

“Oh, keep the change, buy yourself something nice.” I winked. “Well aren't you made of money? Sure you can give so much to little ol’ me?” He chuckled and pocketed the bill. “I have more money than I know what to do with man.” I lied confidently as if this pizza didn’t use up the rest of the money I had for the week. “Ha! Have a good one. I’ll let you know if anyone I know needs a sugar daddy or something.” He laughed and walked off.

I closed the door.

Hehehehehe!!!!!

I giggled and tossed the pizza on the counter, running to my couch and flopping down to text the group chat, my legs kicking behind me.

Me

-GUYS

-GUYS OMGGG

Roxy <3

-wat wat wat!!!

Me

-I talked to him :3

Roxy <3

-wooo!!! yeah baby!!

Tezi >:]

-Ok… and?

Me

-wym

Gamz :o)

-so what else

Me

-I just

-Talked to him

-Idk what you want me to say

Nepetita :3

-(Y/n)!!! You have to do more than just TALK to get close to him!! *Nepeta pouts and taps her foot*

Me

-IDK WGAF TO DO!!??

-Like I think,, laughing with him and making small talk is a good start righttt

Roxy <3

-yep def a good start

Tezi >:]

-Stop feeding into their delusions!!

Roxy <3

-what i do? 😭

Tezi >:]

-You’re coddling them and letting them take baby steps! They need to make big jumps to make progress >:/ you could’ve asked what school he goes to, how old he is, when his birthday is, his work schedule, his address or

-Or something!!

Gamz :o)

-yeppp exactly what she said

-remember I said ya gots to take risks babe

Me

-mannn >:/ let me take baby steps

Roxy <3

-yea!! theres norhing wrong with wanting to tske things slow and easy

-its better rhan them coming off as desperate tbh

Nepetita :3

-I guess… but still!! You have to do a little better than having a short pleasant conversation with him okie?? At the end of the day we want you to be happy but you gotta try to okie??

Me

-Yeahhhh :/

-I guess I can like.. go to the actual place and try to chat him up there then ask for his number?

Gamz :o)

-mhm that’s a good idea lil mama

Me

-Yeeeshhh I’m just so like nervous cuz he’s like… so cool

-Like what if he thinks I’m a loser and laughs in my face

-I think I would die

Tezi >:]

-Then fuck that guy!!!

Roxy <3

-yeah I don’t rhink you gotta worry bout nothing

-like I’m very sure if that happens terezi and gamzee r gonna stuff him in a oven 💀

Gamz :o)

-fuck yeah we will

Nepetita :3

-don’t be nervous! You’re literally so epic! I purrmise he’s gonna end up liking you beclaws who wouldn’t!!

Me

-dawwww :>

-ty little meow meow

Nepetita :3

-:3 *hugs you*

Me

-*accepts hug*

Tezi >:]

-*TEARS HUG APART

-*GRABS (Y/N) BY SHOULDERS AND SHAKES THEM*

-YOU CAN DO THIS

-YOU BETTER DO THIS

-BECAUSE WE’RE ALL TIRED OF YOU COMPLAINING OF NOT HAVING A BOYFRIEND

Me

-Okay okay!!

-I’ll try harder

-not today or tomorrow tho

-soon tho!! I swear

-I got missing work too do remember

-but yeah I’ll try harder

Roxy <3

-great :)))

I sigh and toss my phone on the couch while I get up to eat the pizza that’s probably gone a bit cold now.

Yeah I’ll definitely approach him better. Someday.

Damn this pizza is burnt again?

———

The bell on the door jingled as Dave entered the store. He tossed the keys back to Aradia who was looking through a crusty magazine from 2015.

“Do you want me to take over deliveries again? We got two more calls.”

“Uh yeah but stay here for a bit? Need to chat with Karkat real quick ‘fore I man the phones again.”

“…but the customers need their pizzas.” She looked at him with a strangely intense gaze.

“Uh.. they can wait a few minutes bro. It’s not the end of the world.” He nervously joked before dipping to the back.

“Hey kat.” He greeted his friend who just finished boxing a pizza. “Oh. What do you want Dave?” He grumbled and moved the pizza to the counter for Aradia to grab.

“So the guy I delivered to just told me the craziest thing. That the pizza they got a few days ago was actually..” Dave paused for dramatic effect, “burnt..” he slapped his hand over his mouth in faux surprise.

Karkat visibly stiffened.

Dave didn’t notice though because he was more focused on teasing Karkat.

“I thought your pizzas were your ‘works of art’? Your ‘babies’? And you burnt one? What if this affects the store's reviews huh?” He laughed and elbowed Karkat.

It was then he noticed the strange look of guilt on Karkat’s face.

“Uh..dude?”

“..it was a mistake. So what if some schmuck got a burnt pizza?” He grumbled and went off to look for something to occupy his hands.

“Well yeah I wasn’t accusing you of doing it on purpose,” Dave paused and turned to look at Karkat, “did you.. do it on purpose..?” He asked, with a confused smile.

“AGH!”

uh oh.

“WHO CARES!?”

here it comes.

“GET OUT! GET OUT!! GO DO YOUR FUCKING JOB DICKBAG STRIDER!”

Karkat snapped and shoved Dave out the kitchen and back to the front of the store.

Before Dave could try to talk to him again, Karkat already rushed to the break room and slammed the door shut.

“…”

“.. I will go deliver the pizzas now.” Aradia got up quickly, snatching the two pizza boxes and leaving.

Dave checked the clock to see how long he had left on his shift.

2 hours.

Goddamnit.

———

a/n - I sure use "..." a lot... but I like it.. hehe...

idk its just so I can portray the timing of their pauses while they speak and they make a lot of pauses *skull emoji*

also nepeta's contact name is 'nepetita'. I'm mexican and adding "ita" to something is sort of saying "little" in an affectionate way so her contact is saying 'little nepeta' if any of u are confused

[cherryluvrx3]

meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 2

[masterlist]

It’s been two days since I ordered that pizza and it’s been two days having that smug brat with the nametag “Dave” stuck in my brain.

Honestly I don’t know why I keep thinking about him.

Maybe because it’s been a while since a guy who wasn’t Gamzee has been nice to me or played along with my jokes? Or that he actually seems like a cool guy? Oh geez he is genuinely cool and he knows it. That’s probably why he seems so full of himself- but it’s like you can’t get mad because he has good REASON to be full of himself. I haven’t talked to anyone new my age since I was like a sophomore. The friends I have now are cool of course but I need to start making new bonds! New memories! I’m a senior! I should be talking to more people- well they preferably should be ones from my school but guys who work at Pizza Hut could also work!

Well anyways, as I was saying before, Mr. Dave who works at Pizza Hut has been on the brain and unfortunately for me, my friends also see him as a golden opportunity for me to open up the romance section of my life. So, he, a guy who doesn’t know us, and a guy who we don’t even know has become a recurring topic that my friends can’t just leave alone. Well I guess they’re just trying to help me get a boyfriend.. but still!

——— two days ago..

After I closed the door, I was already prepared to listen to the four dickbags I call friends tease and mock me till the sun goes down, well actually, three guys because Terezi’s sole focus was tearing up the pizza she just snatched from my hands.

“OoooH! Would you look at that? I think someone actually has a little crush?” Roxy giggled as she pulled out cups. “Oh my- shut up Rox. I literally just met the guy, saying I have a ‘crush’ is total delusion.” I grumbled snatching a cup from her.

“Really? Then what was with how you were acting hmm?” She wiggled her eyebrows. “You were totally trying to impress him by ‘acting’ cool and don’t lie! You tried to drag out the conversation just to talk to him more!” Roxy smiled slyly and bumped me with her hip. I tried to hide the embarrassment on my face by digging my head in the fridge, pretending to look for something.

“Mhm! If you ask me -” “No one’s asking-” “I THINK! That adorable, nervous way you were acting was totally a purrfect example of having a crush!” “I'M JUST NATURALLY SHY!” I shout to Nepeta as I see her already adding Dave and editing her mental shipping chart. “Says the guy who’s currently blowing a motherfucker’s ear off..” Gamzee groaned as he was right next to me when I yelled. “Ah sorry..”

“Yeah right they have a crush on that guy! He’s ugly just like I thought!” Terezi laughed while still chewing all the food stuffed in her mouth.

“...”

“...”

“...”

“Uh…Rezi?.. You’re blind ‘member..? Roxy awkwardly laughed.

“Okay and!? I can just tell! He has like- ugly energy y'know? I can smell it on him!” she said defensively, again, with food in her mouth.

“If you can smell anything on him it’s probably fuckin’ pizza grease.” I grumbled.

“I thought he was purrty cute right?” Nepeta asked Gamzee who was chugging a bottle of faygo that he pulled out of nowhere. “Hmm… he wasn’t too bad… the shades make him look a little douche-y though..” He murmured, now more focused on getting some sausage slices before Terezi ate them all.

“So?” Roxy slid next to me with a sly smile.

“So...?”

“Well are ya gonna try to get to know him or not?” She asked in a somewhat exasperated tone. I sighed before speaking, “Ok, lets say, hypothetically, I have somewhat of an interest in getting to know him- as a friend, literally how would I do that?” I asked before taking a bite of a slice that looked… extra burnt?

“I think they fucked up on the peperoni..” Gamzee pointed out how it was much more.. toasty. “Shit, I’ll eat it!” Terezi said, snatching up the most burnt piece and biting into it like nothing.

“..anyways!” Roxy said, bringing me back into the convo. “You can uh..hm..call? Right now? and complain about the burnt pizza so he can come give us a replacement?”

“Girl that’s not flirty, that's just asking for a new pizza.” I deadpanned. “Besides, it's not all burnt and it doesn't seem like Terezi minds eating it- god her jaw just unhinges like a snake..”

“Well you can call tomorrow for pizza to eat?” Nepeta offered. “Fuck I look like? A ninja turtle? I’m not eating pizza for two days in a row.” “Okay! How about like two days from now?” She pouted before shoving a cinnabon in her mouth.

“Hmm..”

“It’s the best ‘natural’ option ya got. A motherfucker gots to take chances if they wanna sniff the sweet aroma of the thorn covered flower we call love.” Gamzee patted my shoulder. “Ugh don’t let him start preaching again!” Terezi groaned, face planted on the table, clearly sick from overeating.

“I guess that’s what I’ll try..” I sighed.

———- present…

Okay.. it’s two days from now and I should call. But what do I say? Order a pizza duh! I mean when he actually gets here what do I say? I gotta stand out compared to all the other guys around town he delivers to know? But I also can’t make it super obvious I wanna get to know him because that’s… like.. creepy…

ding!

Roxy <3

-You call yet?

Tezi >:]

-if you’re gonna do it, don't pussy out!

Ugh! If I keep worrying about the details I'll never get anywhere. I’ll call now. Right now.

————

Dave sighed and blew off the imaginary dust from the counter for the third time. John keeps this place really clean.. he wished he didn’t though… no, not really. It’s more like he wanted something to do. Today was a really slow day. Only thing he could do was count the seconds or annoy Karkat but he already over did it today, the guy seemed like he was on his last thread for real. Best if he didn’t go in the back for a bit and just let Karkat make his pizzas. It was sort of therapeutic for him? In a weird way?

Whatever.

He just wanted something to do.

Normally he could just talk to Aradia who was covering John’s shift but she was out on delivery right now. Even though she was always a bit weird to talk to, that's how desperate he was for something to do.

He sighed again.

.

..

…

….

Ring ring-

He never picked up a phone so fast.

“This is Pizza Hut, what can I do for you?”

“Yeah uh.. Can I get a delivery of a small pepperoni pizza?”

“Alright.. Anything else?”

“Uhm yeah can you...”

“Uh uh?”

“Can you..ugh.. make sure to send your cutest delivery boy again? Ok thanks bye!”

and the call ended.

Oh.

Must be that one guy from before. Last time Dave went he saw their friends peeking around the corner so he could figure out that the poor guy’s friends just set them up. Does that mean they’re doing it again? Already feels a bit like an old joke to play so soon but whatever, at least he had something to do.

A few minutes later Aradia came in looking as.. Aradia like as ever.

“Hey Aradia?”

“Yes, Dave?”

“We got another order for delivery but uh.. can I take it and you’ll man the cashier?”

“Hm.. alright.” Aradia said and just tossed the keys to him which he of course caught perfectly in a cool kid manor and he was out the door.

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meat lovers amirite??

Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas

Chapter 1

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“Christ it’s always so goddamn hot..” Dave grumbled behind the cash register and wiped some sweat off his forehead. It was another Wednesday afternoon that was spent working for the best (not true) pizzeria ever, Pizza Hut. It was early march and even though it wasn’t necessarily hot outside, the heat inside the place was stuffy and unbearable.

It also didn’t help that they had hot pizzas being cooked, going in and out of ovens that let out little bursts of heat whenever they were opened.

“Yeah it’s even worse now that the air conditioner’s broken-“ “AND THAT WE’RE- SORRY I’M, COOKING HOT ASS PIZZAS!” Karkat cut off John, who was mopping in the front, with a yell from the kitchen.

“Stop complaining and get back to work, doughboy!” John shouted back. “DON’T MAKE ME COME OUT THERE!” Karkat yelled and the two were about to start their usual bickering.

“Guys wait, shut up there’s a call coming in.” Dave shushed the both of them and picked up the phone while Karkat grumbled to himself.

“Hi this is Pizza Hut, what can I get you?”

“Yeah hi! Can I get 3 pi-“

“Wait, for pick up or delivery?”

“Oh, uh delivery but yeah can I get 3 pizzas? One pepperoni, one sausage, and one meatlovers.”

“Alrightt… anything else?”

“10 breadsticks and 20 Cinnabons?”

“ Damn- I mean- ok anything else?”

“Uh.. yeah so like…”

They paused and he could hear murmuring in the back.

“Yeah?”

“Can you um.. can you hehe- send your uh, cutest delivery boy?”

…?

“…Haha what.”

“That’s it ok bye!”

The call ended and Dave just shrugged off what he just heard as another one of the harmless pranks he’d hear as someone working the phones and finished putting in the order.

He looked over to the keys that were for the delivery car before thinking, ‘hmm.. it’d be nice to stretch my legs and get some fresh air’ and then snatched them up, swinging them around his finger in a cool nonchalant manner.

“Heh John guess what?” Dave called to John who was now wiping down the windows.

“Yeah?”

“I just got a call requesting “the cutest delivery boy” you know what that means?”

“Uhh.. no?.. what..?”

“That means you can’t go.” Dave snickered to himself and went to the back while John just yelled out an offended, “What’s that supposed to mean!?”

———

“Ugghh!!” I screamed into a pillow right after I clicked the end call button while my friends just laughed at me. “Hey! You forgot to order wings!” Terezi complained. “Oh no! I’m not calling again!” I told her while I felt my own hot cheeks. Roxy, the evil witch who was the one that set me up to humiliate myself, giggled next to me, “Oh my god! Haha! At least he seemed like- chill about it?” Roxy patted my shoulder as I just sunk deeper into the couch, pouting.

“C'mon that’s a good thing! Means it probably won’t be that awkward when you open the door!” “WHAT?” I snapped my head to look at her in surprise.

“Well.. think about it! You’re the one who called! You should open the door.” Nepeta chuckled from her spot on the carpet. “NO??? That means I shouldn’t have to answer??!” I whined as I shook the little cat girl by the shoulders. “Chill your motherfuckin’ grill little mama… it’s not that serious.. besides, if you play your cards right, you might be able to hit it off with pizza boy and finally land a boyfriend or some shit..” Gamzee said also from his spot on the carpet.

“I don’t think I’m getting a boyfriend from this Gamzee..” “I bet he’s gonna be ugly anyways.” Terezi snickered before going back to chewing on one of my pillows ew.

“Well it’s nice to be optimistic right!? A knight in shining armor-“ “You know damn well no pizza delivery boy is a knight in shining armor.” Roxy laughed while Nepeta pouted, “Well we’ll see when he gets here!”

———

About 15 minutes later, the doorbell rings and I get practically shoved to the door while the others hide behind a corner to watch. I pat down a few stray hairs- why am I so nervous? I’m literally never gonna see this guy again, I might as well rip the bandaid off, open the door, give him money, grab the pizza, wait.. wait wait wait - I hung up before he could tell me the price. Ugh now I have to have a conversation with him- oh god fucking damnit..

I open the door and right as I’m about to speak my voice cuts out. Okay, the dude isn’t devastatingly hot but he’s fairly cute, which is wayy more than what I was expecting from a Pizza Hut delivery boy..

“The cutest delivery boy is here.” He says with a smug tone, presenting himself like he’s the best thing since sliced bread.

Oh.

Oh god eugh ..

He’s a prick…

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it was strider birthday yesterday so im dropping some homestuck graffitis i found in a city i visited to commemorate

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same time next week lets make decisions that doom our narrative indefinitely.

made this entire thing with just a mouse and the polygon select tool would you believe it? i wouldnt.

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heat.

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Syzoth x AFAB!Reader

Word Count: 5.1k

Warnings: first person POV, no use of y/n, gn pronouns (only used a handful of times), the barest plot, sex potion, pillow humping, dub con* (please see notes below), monster fucking, ribbed for your pleasure ;), knot, breeding kink in the loosest terms, overstimulation and some tears, excessive amounts of cum, cumflation if you squint, oral sex, deepthroating his tongue, rough sex, biting, a bit of blood and blood licking, Shang Tsung being a nasty creep, descriptions of canon typical gore at the very beginning

A/N: this thing kicked my fucking ass. I was intending on having this up before or on Halloween but that didn't happen. But monster fucking time is all the time for me so I figured who cares. Also yes, I know that reptiles most likely don't have knots, but that's what ended up happening. AO3 link.

*I have marked this as dubious consent since neither participants are particularly coherent enough to give very informed consent. The reader is drugged and Syzoth reacts to their scent. So I can't really in good consciousness not mark this as a little dubious.

I had been a prisoner of Shang Tsung for years. He enjoyed toying with me the most. My favorite subject as he called me. I was usually spared from the most gruesome experiments. But I was forced to listen, to watch all of them. Maybe that was his grand scheme. He just wanted to see how long it would take before I asked for death. Syzoth and I had grown to be close in our joint imprisonment. Our punishments were similar and maybe that’s why we’ve bonded. He was often with me or retrieved me from my cell to watch the newest experiment. One of these was a body strung up, multiple heads, limbs, intestines all hanging from one being, all writhing in pain. Syzoth was there with me, crouched so I could lean on him, his hand rubbing my back, the other hand holding my hair as I vomited. Shang Tsung had just laughed as I shook, tears puddling on the disgusting floor. After that, I only saw him when he wanted me to watch his next piece of work. It was always Syzoth at my cell after that, his face downcast as he unlocked my door. 

But today was different. It was Shang Tsung who appeared at my cell door, blood dripping from his chin. “Good evening my sweet,” he chirped. He unlocked my cell with a clang and moved in, cornering me, the dampness of the walls sinking through my dirty clothes. His hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him. There was a manic glint in his eyes as he evaluated me. “Are you ready for your medicine?” 

“Wha-“ I mumble, eyes immediately locked onto a syringe in his hand as he held it up. The liquid inside was a fluorescent pink. There was a cruel smile plastered on his face. “N-no,” I gasped. I wanted to struggle, to fight against his weak grip, but my body was frozen in fear. I had grown too comfortable, too assured that I was immune to his brutality. All I could do was watch as the needle lowered to my neck, hissing at the sting when the tip pierced through my skin. He squeezed the plunger and I could feel something warm rush through me. I let out a whimper. The smile grew. 

“You’ve always been such a loyal subject.” Shang Tsung spun me, shoving my face against the grimy walls. He strapped my wrists together. The leather cuffs bit viciously into my skin. Blood flow was cut off by the time I was out of my cell. He led me through his experiments, chuckling at their pleas for help. I kept my eyes down, watching blood swirling in the drains. “Don’t look so glum my sweet.” We reached the stairs. Confusion rippled through me. No other prisoner had ever been taken up to rest of the sorcerer’s tower.  A sudden urge to fight gripped me and I tried to wriggle from his grip. “Stop,” he snapped, the sharp blades along his wrist digging into my ribs. “I’m being incredibly nice to you, don’t take my kindness for granted.” The blades pricked my skin and I yelped in pain, feeling the warm blood dripping down my side. 

I gave a meek nod. I wouldn’t be able to escape the symptoms of whatever he injected me with so struggling was pointless. I allowed him to drag me up the sweeping curve of stairs. It was the first time I had seen sunlight in almost a year. I hadn’t smelt such clean air since my capture. I tried to take in everything around me. The cluttered tables full of vials and papers, the bookshelves creaking under heavy tomes, the shafts of dusky sunlight filtering through the high windows. But Shang Tsung led me even higher, pulling me up a much smaller staircase. The spiral was tight and I grew dizzy the farther we went up.

Something…heavy was settling in me. I felt itchy as sweat collected on my lower back. My breath was shallow, chest constricted. My foot caught on a stair and my knee cracked against the stone. Pain shot through me and I gasped. But Shang Tsung dragged me to my feet. “Almost there my sweet, then I’ll let you free.” Mercifully there was one last curve before we came face to face with a heavy wood door. Along one side was a plate of metal, strange markings carved into it. The sorcerer hummed something in a language I couldn’t understand before the door swung open. 

It was a bedroom. The blades were against my neck before I could even think about struggling. My mind was becoming hazy and thick. I could feel my temperature rising slowly but steadily. With the weapons still against my skin, his deft fingers undid my bondage. Then he kicked me, hard, into the room, and I crumpled to the stones under me. The door slammed shut with a deafening clang. 

I rubbed sweat from my eyes as I took in my surroundings. The room was sparse. A small table in a corner, only occupied by a metal jug, a wardrobe next to it. A colossal bed dominated most of the cramped space. There were no windows around the circular room, only small ones at the top of the roof. My legs were like water under me as I rose to them. I took a few shaking steps toward the table and found the jug full of water. I greedily took a sip, sighing as I felt the cold liquid seep through my overheating body. I quickly crossed to the wardrobe and found a white nightdress. I instantly shed my clothes, knowing that Shang Tsung was watching me in some way but not caring. I had been in the same garments for years and was only allowed to shower every few months. I stripped the pillow case off a spare pillow, using it as a makeshift wash rag. The water felt heavenly against my warm skin. 

Once I was as clean as I could be and in the fresh nightgown, I collapsed onto the bed. I hadn’t felt the firmness of a mattress since I was captured. Tears welled up as I rubbed my face into the sheets, savoring the silk, even if they were a little scratchy. I rolled around, wrapping myself in the blanket, giggling like a child. I knew that this happy moment was fleeting. Shang Tsung had most likely poisoned me and I knew my death was close. I buried myself into the bed, ignoring my growing heat, waiting for Shang Tsung to return. To finish whatever cruel experiment I was in. 

I could only tell that time had passed by the tiny windows. The sun was dimming, perhaps an hour had gone by. 

Something was wrong. 

Sweat pooled under me on the silky bed sheets. There was a burning between my legs that made my body weak. My stomach ached. Tears stung my eyes at the overwhelming want in me. My hands were trembling as they drifted up my thigh, the night gown dragging up my skin. I was desperate to ease the pain but I could feel eyes on me. My throat was dry as I began to pant. 

All I could think about was sex. Images of half formed people touching me, kissing me, licking me filled my head. I wanted someone with me bad enough that I could almost taste them. My hand reached the apex of my thighs. It moved as if possessed, going straight to my clit. My back arched from the bed as searing pleasure rippled through me. I chased after the feeling. My fingers slid over the bundle of nerves, the area already sopping wet, unable to find enough friction to ease anything. Frustration built in me. I wasn’t even able to properly work on myself. But I couldn’t stop. 

I needed more. 

I grabbed the bare pillow next to me, smooshing it into a firm arch, before climbing on top of it. My hips settled down and I moaned at the contact of the rough fabric against me. Before I could stop myself, feel some sort of shame, my hips started to grind against the pillow. It felt so fucking good. It took me mere moments before I came but I kept going. Nothing was cooling this burn in me. After the second, third, fourth orgasm, my hips kept grinding, growing frenzied. The pillow was soaked under me, the nightgown sticking to my skin. 

That’s when I heard the heavy door open. My eyes were barely able to open as I moved them to the entrance. I could see two people. One was broader with long hair, while the other was thin with a splash of green. Shang Tsung and Syzoth. Tears of embarrassment stung my eyes. I had no idea what I must look like to Syzoth. Probably pathetic, disgusting. I couldn’t see Syzoth’s expression but I could hear Shang Tsung’s harsh voice. “Deliver the food.” Syzoth took a few small steps inside. Then Shang Tsung gave a spine chilling laugh and the door snapped shut behind him. 

Syzoth immediately put the tray of food down roughly on the table before pounding his fists on the door. “Shang Tsung! Let me out!!” I bit my lip to hold back my cry as a fifth useless orgasm ripped through me. There was no noise from the other side of the door. Syzoth was stuck in here with me. His forehead pressed against the door, fists tight. 

“Syzoth,” my words were weak and even with my tear blurred eyes, I could see him shiver. “I don’t know what’s wrong ah with me.” He turned slowly, hands clasped over his face. I could hear the rattle of his throat as he took deep breaths through his mouth. “Syzoth, please, help me.” I never thought that I would need to ask this of him. 

The Zaterran was holding on to his control, but it was quickly crumbling. The smell was overloading all of his senses. It was thick and sweet, like he was drowning in honey. He couldn’t stop staring at the way his friend’s hips ground against the pillow between their plush thighs. Or the little gasps falling from their lips. The way that suffocating smell spiked every time they looked at him. He had never been so hard, it was painful how quickly his dick had swelled. People accused Zaterrans of being just animals, nothing but freaks of nature. It was completely untrue. But Syzoth felt like an animal now. The only two words running through his mind were fuck and breed. 

“I’m sorry,” I whimpered, “I can’t, please, I need more.” My thighs were shaking as I tried to chase another orgasm. A hand brushed away a sweaty lock of my hair. I looked up at my friend, bottom lip trembling. His eyes were wide, the pupils in slits, but still so tender as he looked down at me. His skin was faintly green and his chest shuddered, nostrils flaring. 

“Don’t say sorry,” Syzoth murmurs, “not your fault.” His hands are tracing over my face, following the curves of my jaw. “I can’t,” he swallows hard, “I don’t think I can control myself. I don’t want to hurt you.” 

“I trust you,” I was trying to beg and assure at the same time. I turn and litter sloppy kisses on the hands cupping my face. “I trust you Syzoth, please.” I wait for him to give me anything, anything to show he wants this. He offers a small nod. My hands reach out immediately, undoing his clothes with my shaking fingers. Syzoth helps me with his more complicated garments. Much to my annoyance, he doesn’t jump on me immediately once he’s naked before me. My hips stall as I take him in, eyes dragging over his chest, the curves of the pitch black tattoo along his skin. I follow the lines at his waist but I can’t see more before he pinches my chin, dragging my face back to his. Something about the way he’s standing, looming over me like I’m prey, makes fear leak into my all consuming heat. 

Then one of his hands buries itself in my damp hair. With a yank, he pulls my head back, baring my neck to him. The surprising roughness makes my empty pussy clench. He buries his nose against my racing pulse point, taking a deep breath of my scent. I want to beg for him, but I stay still under him. His tongue, forked and so long, slithers out from his lips. The muscle trails down my throat before tracing my collar bones. 

“Taste good,” he mumbles once his tongue is behind his teeth. “Lay down.” I do so without complaint, tossing my wet nightgown aside, leaving me bare to his eyes. The pillow soaked in my juices lands next to my head with a thump when Syzoth throws it. I can’t control myself and immediately start trying to rub my very tender clit. Syzoth kneels in front of me, eyes laser focused on my hand. I’m finally able to get a good look at him. His cock was flushed a dark green, pearls of pre cum dripping from the tip. My thighs spread wide in an attempt to draw him closer. 

It works. 

He dives between my legs with a groan. That long tongue of his works into me and I can feel the tip reach deep inside me. “Yes!!” I cry out as a low groan rumbles from his chest. My hips frantically buck against his face. His tongue pushes and stretches in me, swirling like he’s trying to taste every bit of my fluttering channel. It only takes a few nudges against his nose for me to fall apart under him. “So good! Syzoth!” He drinks the rush of liquid like he’s dying of thirst. His strong arms lock around my hips to keep me still. I can feel the pinpricks of sharp nails on my stomach as he holds me. His tongue seems to grow even larger in me as he continues his thorough exploration. “Syzoth,” I beg, “please I need you to fuck me. Please.” Another low hum that sends ripples up the bed. “P-please,” my voice tilts and my toes curl at the feeling. “Not enough,” I pant, hands gripping his hair. But he refuses to move, tongue prodding at me. I writhe under him, thighs squeezing tight around his head. The tender flesh there could feel small scratches of scales. My nipples ache for stimulation and I was all too willing to oblige, tweaking at them with cruel tugs. 

He pulls another brutal orgasm from me, my cry of pleasure shaking as my back arches. He rumbles in appreciation. “Please!” I wail but my hips continue to seek release, grinding mercilessly against his face. Finally he loosens his grip on my hips and snakes his way up my body. His sticky tongue trails up me as well, covering me in my own mess. I can barely register the smattering of green on his skin, small patches of scales like a rash, before I draw his lips to mine. The kiss is messy and frantic, spit quickly collecting at the corner of our lips. Then that wicked tongue forces itself into my mouth. It’s overwhelming. It presses against my teeth, filling my mouth completely. My eyes roll back as I pathetically whimper. 

Syzoth’s hands move to my thighs, ghosting down my calves before easing them over his shoulders. The stretch is harsh, his weight pushes down on me only adding an extra ache. But that pain is quickly erased. I’m nearly giddy with relief when I feel the head of his cock notch against me. He gives my hips a caring squeeze before he plunges into me in one powerful thrust. I practically scream although his tongue muffles any noise. One of those deep purrs makes his chest vibrate against mine. There are three ridges along the underside of his cock. The extra pressure makes my eyes roll back. His hands plant themselves next to my head as his hips start a vicious pace. The part of me that was awakened by Shang Tsung’s ‘medicine’ screams in happiness. But I can’t make any noise. 

The Syzoth I know, so gentle and kind, is completely gone. He pounds into me with unnatural strength. The forked end of his tongue works farther into my mouth and I gag as it works its way down my throat. The ridges along his cock drags against my puffy walls and my thighs shudder at the feeling. I’m trapped completely under him, unable to adjust my hips, not even able to moan for him. I can barely feel that building tension in my stomach before I’m coming around him. The relief is staggering. My hands grab at the only things I can reach, his wrists, and dig my nails into the skin. The sting only seems to encourage him as his chest vibrates again. 

Drool is pooling in my mouth and I wretch, nails piercing his skin in a silent plea. Syzoth’s tongue retreats and I gratefully suck down air. “Warm,” he hisses. His voice sounds deeper than normal. It should scare me. I had seen his true form before, huge and scaly, with rows of razor sharp teeth. My mind is messy with desire, not even able to understand the potential danger. But I wasn’t lying. I did trust Syzoth. He has grown to be the only bright spot in my life of torture. “Soft. Wet.” 

“Y-yes,” I gasp. I can feel something firm nudging against me on each deep plunge. I’m desperate for it, whatever it is, but it almost seems like Syzoth won’t allow it in. But every time it presses against me, he lets out a weak growl. His face nuzzles against my sweaty cheek, tongue tracing random circles along my throat. “Fuck, I, fuck,” I babble, my orgasm quickly approaching. 

Syzoth swelling inside me tips me over the edge. He was already a decent size and with the added ridges, he became mind melting. But then I feel him grow to nearly double. His cock is suffocating now, stealing my breath away on every weak jerk. The ridges become hard and whatever is at the base of his cock grows along with it. If not for the potion, I would be torn. But the extra weight and girth of him inside wrenches a sob from me. Tears spill from my closed eyes at how full I feel. The strain on my legs is greater, my ankles resting on shoulders instead of my knees. Syzoth’s purrs are deeper now. His tongue flicks out to lick away the salty tears before his face lifts from my cheek. I open my blurry eyes to look at him. Only one eye is still human-like, the rest is fully Zaterran. So many teeth I think deliriously. I hear a rip next to me and see the hand on the dirty pillow has changed, his sharp nails tearing the fabric. His brows are scrunched and I can feel the tightness in his wider shoulders. “Too big,” he growls, his voice a rough hiss, “hurt you.” I whine, wiggling my hips the best I can under him. 

“More,” I whisper. “Give me everything, Syzoth.” He hesitates, drawing his hips back a bit. The lowest ridge eases out of me with a wet squelch. All I can do is just shiver under him, eyes rolling back, mouth hanging open. He repositions my legs so my feet are back on the mattress. His waist has expanded so much that my knees are nearly flat to the bed to accommodate him. My tired hips immediately start pushing against him. He’s just so big that I would need to use more force than I have in me to fuck myself properly. “Please,” I look up, intending to kiss him senseless, to convince him that he needs to fuck me. But I’m confronted with his Zaterran form, which doesn’t include lips. That doesn’t deter me. My lips find their way to his neck, covering it in sloppy, wet kisses. My teeth snag on his armored skin, unable to break through but biting down nevertheless. This time his hum is so loud that my ears ache and my entire body buzzes. “I trust you, remember?” He presses his rough skinned forehead against mine, tongue flicking out to lick my lips. Something heavy hits the mattress, making swishing noises. Curious, I glance over his shoulder to find a tail thicker than I am flicking back and forth. 

His big arm snakes under my hips, hauling my body close to his. The other arm braces itself along my spine, his long fingers burying into my hair. The nails scratch deliciously against my scalp and goosebumps erupt on my skin. His chest is cool to the touch. I savor it against my too hot skin. The rest of his cock is pulled from me before he stalls again, just the head remaining inside. I groan, feeling completely empty without him. He slowly drives back in and I wince at the sting. He continues with this maddeningly timid pace, drawing wonton moans from me each time he works into my sensitive pussy. But I’m only growing more desperate. The tender care is doing nothing to calm the burning heat in me. “Syzoth,” I sob, “stop being so nice!” 

Syzoth lets out a hiss and rams back into me. I make a strangled noise, arms wrapping around his shoulders, nails ripping uselessly at his skin. He snaps into me with near cruelty. But fuck it feels so good. I can barely breathe with his thrusts. My nipples rub against his chest on every brutal jerk. The ridges along his massive cock rub against my hypersensitive walls. “I-oh-so big,” my voice is weak, nonsense falling from my chapped lips. Syzoth nuzzles his cheek against mine again, a low rumble starting in his chest. The arm around my hips lifts them just a little higher and the adjustment brings a fresh wave of tears to my eyes as an orgasm burns through me. I quake under him, an obscene amount of liquid seeping from me, soaking his scaly stomach and the bed under us. Syzoth just growls in appreciation and continues to fuck me, his hips showing absolutely no hesitation. 

I feel delirious. The pleasure is all consuming. It mixes with the heady heat inside me and creates an intoxicating cocktail. Lightning crackles down my veins as I grow closer and closer, never able to come down from the constant high. Syzoth’s tongue flickers out from his lips, tracing my skin, humming at the taste of my sweat. “So pretty.” I attempt to reply but my voice is lost when his needle-like teeth catches on the tender skin of my neck. Hot sticky blood trickles from the cut. His hips pause. Puffs of his breath tickle my neck as he inhales the scent of my blood. I hold my breath, freezing under him. The tips of his teeth drag over my shoulder, more bubbles of blood oozing in their wake. There was only a faint sting as he cuts my skin. 

“Syzoth…?” I whisper. His long tongue collects up the crimson drops. A moment of silence crawls by. Then he begins to shiver, the rumbling in his chest growing louder. I can feel him twitch and throb in me. He drives back into my tender pussy with a sudden insatiable hunger. I wail at the feeling. His teeth take up residence along my right shoulder, leaving behind minuscule pricks. The combination of his massive cock pounding into me and the tingle of pain leaves me quivering under him once again, even more liquid gushing from me.

Szyoth growls, his nails digging into my flesh where they laid. “Close,” he huffs. I nod, coherent speech having left me several orgasms ago. He extracts himself from me and I whimper pathetically at the void he leaves behind. With a twist of his massive arms, I’m placed on my stomach, hips propped up into the air. My legs are weak, thighs trembling with the effort of keeping me up. I can’t even use my arms to hold myself up and just let my shoulders rest against the mattress. Syzoth’s big hands wrap around my waist before driving back into me. The noise that rips from my throat is inhuman as my eyes squeeze shut. 

The ridges. 

The new potion allows them to drag across my sweet spot on every single movement. Syzoth could just freeze completely and I wouldn’t be able to stop coming around him. But he was too far gone for that. Harsh hisses and spits echoed around the room, mingling with the wet slap of our skin together. My mouth hangs open, a steady trail of drool seeping out. I was beyond caring. It felt like my body was built for this. To be fucked so completely that I could never experience this euphoria anywhere else. Orgasms seemed to wash over me, so many waves of white hot bliss that they were indistinguishable from one another. The only tell way I could even tell one had occurred were Syzoth’s growls as I clenched around him. His thrusts were becoming deeper, but just a bit slower, losing their brutality. “C-closer?” I slurred. 

The bed shook as he adjusted himself as if in answer. He stood on his feet instead of his knees, placing them on either side of my hips. Then his broad chest covered my back, smooth scales against my sweat soaked skin, as he brushed hair away from my neck. “Yes, fill you up so nice,” his breath fanned across me, the tip of his tongue lashing at rouge sweat drops. 

Then his jaw snapped around the column of muscle. 

I should have been scared. Terror should have so easily cut through the high I was experiencing. But the only thing in my desired riddled mind was how wonderfully the pain complimented the feeling of his cock in me. The very tips of his teeth were what had sunk into my flesh. If he wanted to kill me, he would have. That very simple explanation was all I needed to let out a high pitched gasp at the feeling.

Syzoth only had a few more determined thrusts in him before he plunged in deep with a snarl. The large swell at the base of his cock finally wedged in me and I had to bite my lip to stop from screaming. It was huge, nearly double his already massive girth. Then he started coming. Load after burning hot load was dumped into me. I gasped and writhed, hips trying to pull away. It was too much. But Syzoth just gave a grunt, his jaw tightening in warning. I stilled obediently. His hand is glued to my stomach and I whined at the feeling, tears pouring from my eyes. The pleasure was beginning to be tinged with aches and pain. It seemed Shang Tsung’s potion was fading. Syzoth began purring. It traveled up and down my spine like a struck bell. 

An eternity later, Syzoth finally stopped spilling himself into me. I felt full to bursting. But he didn’t seem to notice as his hand continued to rub at my stomach. “Syzoth,” I croaked, my throat painfully dry. “Can you pull out?” 

“Can’t,” he grumbled, “knot.” He gave a small thrust, the huge knot, as I now knew, stuffing it in just a fraction more. I whimpered. “Has to go down.” He never stopped rubbing my stomach. His jaw finally loosed from my neck, tongue going to lapping up the blood. I winced at every brush of the muscle. These punctures were clearly a little deeper than before and they stung as he licked over them. Once I was deemed clean, his forehead was planted between my shoulder blades. “So full,” he whispered, as if I wasn’t supposed to hear it. “So pretty.” I gave a weak noise of thanks. Exhaustion was fogging my brain, seeping into my limbs, turning them to lead. 

We laid like this for what felt like hours. Despite the dull pain of the bites and the thudding ache in my core, it felt nice to be held. Comfort was hard to find in the depths of the dungeons. I had missed the kind touch of another being. The skin against me subtly shifted from smooth scales to calloused flesh. Syzoth shrunk in me, streams of his sticky cum running down my thighs, even up my stomach. But he didn’t let go of me, his strong arm keeping me close. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t control myself,” he whispered against my back, pressing delicate kisses along my spine. “Are you okay?” 

“Sticky mostly,” I whispered back and Syzoth huffed. “But I’m okay, sore but not in pain. Just need to sleep.” He hummed in agreement. I shivered when cold air rushed over my back as he leaned away from me, allowing my body to flop to the bed. I could hear his feet slapping against the stone floor as he moved somewhere. There was a soft slosh of water before his rough fingertips grazed my shoulder. 

“Drink this.” I prop myself up on my elbow, tired eyes opening. Syzoth was holding out a small metal cup and I gratefully took it, gulping down the crisp water in a single go. He smiled as I did, hand rubbing soothing circles on my hip. “Want some food?” He glanced over his shoulder to the tray he had brought in. “It’s not much though.” I shook my head, rolling to be flat on my back. 

“I don’t think I would be able to keep it down. Lay here?” Syzoth didn’t need any more prompting, circling to the otherside of the bed, snaking under the covers. I was too weak to join him and sleep rapidly washed over me. 

Shang Tsung’s lips quirked as he took in the sight from his hidden peephole. His little experiment had worked better than he could have ever hoped. With Syzoth’s special abilities, perhaps half human Zaterrans were possible. He glanced down at his pocket watch. Two hours had passed since his sweetest prisoner was injected. He would allow them an hour of sleep. He needed them somewhat rested before he flooded the room with even more of the precious pink smoke. 

He hoped for babies soon.

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