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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 donât think Iâll specify if theyâre regular trolls or just humans here
Btw the readers friend group is just a mostly random mix of characters I like đ (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
#homestuck#homestuck x reader#dave strider#karkat vantas#dave strider x reader#karkat vantas x reader#davekat#davekat x reader
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Can I request MSPA reader/ Alpha Dave is better than Davekat? I'm requesting that for reasons... that aren't self-shipping related...
Alpha Dave x MSPA Reader is better than Davekat.
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meat lovers amirite??
Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas
Chapter 2
Itâs been two days since I ordered that pizza and itâs been two days having that smug brat with the nametag âDaveâ stuck in my brain.
Honestly I donât know why I keep thinking about him.
Maybe because itâs been a while since a guy who wasnât 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. Thatâs probably why he seems so full of himself- but itâs like you canât get mad because he has good REASON to be full of himself. I havenât 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! Iâm 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 doesnât know us, and a guy who we donât even know has become a recurring topic that my friends canât just leave alone. Well I guess theyâre just trying to help me get a boyfriend.. but still!
âââ 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 Tereziâs sole focus was tearing up the pizza she just snatched from my hands.
âOoooH! Would you look at that? I think someone actually has a little crush?â Roxy giggled as she pulled out cups. âOh my- shut up Rox. I literally just met the guy, saying I have a âcrushâ is total delusion.â I grumbled snatching a cup from her.
âReally? Then what was with how you were acting hmm?â She wiggled her eyebrows. âYou were totally trying to impress him by âactingâ cool and donât lie! You tried to drag out the conversation just to talk to him more!â 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.
âMhm! If you ask me -â âNo oneâs asking-â âI THINK! That adorable, nervous way you were acting was totally a purrfect example of having a crush!â âI'M JUST NATURALLY SHY!â I shout to Nepeta as I see her already adding Dave and editing her mental shipping chart. âSays the guy whoâs currently blowing a motherfuckerâs ear off..â Gamzee groaned as he was right next to me when I yelled. âAh sorry..â
âYeah right they have a crush on that guy! Heâs ugly just like I thought!â Terezi laughed while still chewing all the food stuffed in her mouth.
â...â
â...â
â...â
âUhâŚRezi?.. Youâre blind âmember..? Roxy awkwardly laughed.
âOkay and!? I can just tell! He has like- ugly energy y'know? I can smell it on him!â she said defensively, again, with food in her mouth.
âIf you can smell anything on him itâs probably fuckinâ pizza grease.â I grumbled.
âI thought he was purrty cute right?â Nepeta asked Gamzee who was chugging a bottle of faygo that he pulled out of nowhere. âHmm⌠he wasnât too bad⌠the shades make him look a little douche-y though..â He murmured, now more focused on getting some sausage slices before Terezi ate them all.
âSo?â Roxy slid next to me with a sly smile.
âSo...?â
âWell are ya gonna try to get to know him or not?â She asked in a somewhat exasperated tone. I sighed before speaking, âOk, lets say, hypothetically, I have somewhat of an interest in getting to know him- as a friend, literally how would I do that?â I asked before taking a bite of a slice that looked⌠extra burnt?
âI think they fucked up on the peperoni..â Gamzee pointed out how it was much more.. toasty. âShit, Iâll eat it!â Terezi said, snatching up the most burnt piece and biting into it like nothing.
â..anyways!â Roxy said, bringing me back into the convo. âYou can uh..hm..call? Right now? and complain about the burnt pizza so he can come give us a replacement?â
âGirl thatâs not flirty, that's just asking for a new pizza.â I deadpanned. âBesides, it's not all burnt and it doesn't seem like Terezi minds eating it- god her jaw just unhinges like a snake..â
âWell you can call tomorrow for pizza to eat?â Nepeta offered. âFuck I look like? A ninja turtle? Iâm not eating pizza for two days in a row.â âOkay! How about like two days from now?â She pouted before shoving a cinnabon in her mouth.
âHmm..â
âItâs the best ânaturalâ option ya got. A motherfucker gots to take chances if they wanna sniff the sweet aroma of the thorn covered flower we call love.â Gamzee patted my shoulder. âUgh donât let him start preaching again!â Terezi groaned, face planted on the table, clearly sick from overeating.
âI guess thatâs what Iâll try..â I sighed.
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Okay.. itâs 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 canât make it super obvious I wanna get to know him because thatâs⌠like.. creepyâŚ
ding!
Roxy <3
-You call yet?
Tezi >:]
-if youâre gonna do it, don't pussy out!
Ugh! If I keep worrying about the details I'll never get anywhere. Iâll call now. Right now.
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Dave sighed and blew off the imaginary dust from the counter for the third time. John keeps this place really clean.. he wished he didnât though⌠no, not really. Itâs 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 didnât 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 Johnâs 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.
.
..
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Ring ring-
He never picked up a phone so fast.
âThis is Pizza Hut, what can I do for you?â
âYeah uh.. Can I get a delivery of a small pepperoni pizza?â
âAlright.. Anything else?â
âUhm yeah can you...â
âUh uh?â
âCan you..ugh.. make sure to send your cutest delivery boy again? Ok thanks bye!â
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 guyâs friends just set them up. Does that mean theyâre 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.
âHey Aradia?â
âYes, Dave?â
âWe got another order for delivery but uh.. can I take it and youâll man the cashier?â
âHm.. alright.â 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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Homestuck^2 screencap edits
#jester zone#my art#homestuck#homestuck 2#davekat#dave strider#karkat vantas#dave strider x reader x karkat vantas#local davekat husband
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!HOT! SINGLE TROLLS looking for CASUAL PAPS in YOUR hivestem!!!!
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Now that I have your attention, hey! This past month, our discord server had a fanfic gift exchange/competition! The fics can be found at https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HS_FA_Co_Writing_Competition_02_2024/works
Any reader can vote on the best in genre here!
There were 9 entries, running the gamut from classic Davekat to The Condesce finding Diamonds :0!!!
Our members submitted prompts they wanted to see fulfilled, and then wrote other members' prompts that they were randomly assigned. Members of the coalition can guess who wrote which fic before it's all revealed at the end!
Summary of the works below!
Bubble Glub and Flub: Jake, seeking a new experience in meeting with a sea-dwelling alien in the afterlife, attempts not to shove his foot too far down his own ignorance shaft.
Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friends: Vriska sure has been 'hands on' with Rose's alcoholism recovery. It almost feels. Like she's paling at her. >:[
Karkat: Celebrate Troll Valentine's Day: You utterly fail to come up with a summary that would not be completely redundant in the face of the title's clear call to action. You are Karkat Vantas, and you are going to celebrate Troll Valentine's Day. At least, that's what you've just been told to do.
Kintsugi: The Rose-Tinted Quadrant: Rose has accepted Vriska's help with her disordered alcohol usage. Vriska intends to help her as much as she possibly can. And if that means butting into Kanaya's newly blooming relationship, well, it can't be helped. The universe is at stake!
Monte Cristo; Croque Monsieur: Shortly before the events of Homestuck^2, Sollux receives an invitation to a lunch date with Karkat. A ceasefire has been called for a single day, for some reason this day is important to Jane. The only problem is that Sollux and Karkat haven't spoken more than ten words to each other for nearly thirty years.
someglubby put me outta my fishery:
CC: stop glubbin to me -- colloquialCondescension [CC] blocked tonicandGin [TG] -- -- tonicandGin [TG] unblocked colloquialCondescension [CC] -- CC: W)(AT TG: u aint geftin rid a me TAHT eeasiely TG: WONK
the things you think you see in me: âI really canât tell if youâre fucking with me right now,â youâd said. âBut the point is, Rose already told me that she and Kanaya have some super special girls-only Valentineâs plan lined up and Iâm sure TZ and Vriska are gonna be busy cuddling in a closet or whatever the fuck they do when theyâre not around and we already spend all our time together and like, make out, or whatever, so pardon the fuck out of me if I thought it might be fun to do something thatâs like a real date. Or whatever.â
Wearing The Pants: wishlist prompt: Vriska x John, "Wearing the pants" takes place on earth c. not epilogues compliant.
"will u b my valentine" 7x combob: Roxy tries to have a normal Valentine's Day. It's a pity that nothing about her is normal.
Thank you to the authors for participating! @arealpeople @madam-melon-meow @shadow-wasser @myusernameisstolen @askaniritual @wmb-salticidae @meowloudly15
#homestuck#homestuck fanfic#davekat#feferi x jake#kanaya <> terezi#solkat#vrisrose#the condesce#mom lalonde#vrisjohn
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4, 12, 29, 36 for the ask game!!!
4. Favourite â ship?
Back in the day I used to really like Snowman and Jack Noir in whatever the carapacian equivalent of kismesissitude is. Also: erisol! â ď¸ (what can I say, they just look really good together!)
12. Favourite ancestors ship?
Gonna be honest, chief, when I first read Homestuck I might have missed a good chunk of ancestor lore because of its sheer thickness, so the ancestors aren't really all that present in my mind. But if we're talking aesthetics I guess I kinda dig Mindfang and Dualscar? Or the mother-son relationship between Dolorosa and the Signless? I've seen people do Signless x Disciple x Psiionic and that's honestly pretty good too, but yeah, nothing I actively think about!
29. Favourite fanfiction(s) of your ship(s)?
I haven't read all that many fics to begin with and I'm a picky reader, but if my 5 AO3 bookmarks are anything to go by:
- Roommate Support (davekat, comic!)
- In Which Dirk Strider Tries And Mostly Fails To Contain His Internal Dialogue, As Usual (dirkjake, but it's not really ship centered)
- shits definitely got a certain bouquet of jpeg artifact to it not to mention its strong as hell i think we invented something beautiful and terrible here today (davekat)
- calvariĂŚ (dirkjake)
- Dirk, Jake, and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known (dirkjake)
36. A ship that you used to hate/not like so much but now you love/like?
I wouldn't say I like it because I still don't care for it, but I used to despise gamtav with the strength of a trillion suns and now it's just... there. Character growth, y'all!
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Is it just me or do a lot of davekat fics feel like they're actually reader x oc lately?
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hi!! are oneshot requests still open? if so, can i please request yandere!davekat x also yandere!troll!reader where everyones trying to hide their yandere tendencies from each other, until bang!!! trickster mode and everyone finds out. if this is too specific/oneshots are closed/whatever then just yan!davekat x yan!reader is ok DHSJDBSKAJ im so starved for davekat content its unreal
Im sorry, I don't do yandere reader :/
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Oh their audience would radically shift!
Most of the people who vriska has screwed over were women, so yeah the general audience would sour on him so fast. There do be a bias against male characters who screw over women in general consciousness of humanity. Is just a reality of culture we currently got, boy hits girl and audience goes ">:0".
Using kanaya to get free dress, blinding Terezi, giving jade her narcolepsy, killing aradia so on so forth. Its not a good look for Boyska. Suddenly its a man doing all this abuse and lashing out, n the average reader wouldnt really be as forgiving as they are with Grlska.
The one saving grace tho would be Boyska's romance with Tavros n or John. Now we got a Yaoi love triangle!! I could see Boyska x Tavros n or John having a pretty healthy fujoshi following especially in the 2010s! Look out davekat theres a new mlm ship to obsess over, and this time its toxic!!
(Not to mention Boyska and Eridan being ex BOYFRIENDS now, damn now thats a spicy ship)
But yeah definitely not as popular as her current following. Boyska would instead enjoy a nice lil niche but active community tho like Gamzee and Eridan! Kinda wish there was an option for this poll that said "No, but would be about just as popular as they are now". Theyd be popular but just with a completely different crowd! I know its like the third one is basically saying but the wording doesnt allow for the nuance I desire.
#vriska serket#homestuck#unfiltered thoughts#homestuck rambling#i could see this resulting in vriska x sollux being popular
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i think, mspa reader x mobster kingpin is better than davekat, not for selfship reasons :P
Mobster Kingpin x MSPA Reader is better than Davekat.
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Got any DaveKat/Reader hcs?
Davekat x reader hcs
- dating the two of them is.. simply put⌠chaotic. But that is what you expect when dating them anyways.
- the two of them like the lazy life, playing video games and watching shitty movies on the couch is how they often spend their evenings with you, and they help out when they can.
- Dave is more likely to get an actual job, but karkat would not. He would, if he wasnât so goddamn rude to everyone he met in his life. So safe to say, heâd rather be a malewife.
- I mention all this because well.. moving in with them would be pretty quick. Iâd say they take the relationship slow but thatâs the one thing thatâs pretty quick in your relationship, since the both of them are annoying and clingy.
- arguments between them happen often, but never anything serious and can easily be solved between the two of them.
- as stated before are extremely clingy, when sleeping youâre squished in the middle of them, all the time. Even when cuddling on the couch, and gives karkat a dirty look when he comes home to the two of you cuddling on the couch and leaving him out.
- Dave also likes to flirt with you more than usual in front of karkat to piss him off, itâs the only time he doesnât get nervous about flirting with you
- neither are the best with comforting and are both equally awkward but do their best
- their attempts at romance with you are also completely different, Dave is more flirty and tries to be smooth, but still thinks movie nights are good enough. Karkat tries to be more cliche (but canât say anything cliche without bursting red) and gives you second hand embarrassment, whilst trying too hard.
- the two are cuddled up to eachother when they canât be with you, the good thing about dating the two of them is that when you donât have time for them they always have eachother to fill the void
- the two of them are awkward with romance, even if they try to act like theyâre not. So you have to take the lead with a lot of things, youâre definitely the more âdominantâ one in the relationship. I could not think of another word just deal with it.
- constant bickering between the two, however itâs easy to tell itâs friendly. The two are very different but very similar. They have different attempts at romance but very similar wants and needs.
- their friends make a constant effort to hang out with either just Dave or just karkat, never both. Because holy shit do they just talk to eachother for hours about the cute shit you do throughout the day.
- they both pay close attention to you, if that wasnât obvious. Dave stares for a long time and you never notice due to his shades but if you look in his direction his entire face goes red, while karkat is just shameless about it and turns his head in the opposite direction if you look back at him.
- the two rarely ever want to leave the house for anything that isnât grocery shopping or buying something related to the house, like a new toilet or something because god knows the house is always falling apart thanks to these two idiots.
- however theyâd never say no to you if you wanted to leave, but they cannot guarantee theyâll have fun or wonât complain lol.
- sometimes both boys donât know when to give you space so please just be upfront with them about it
- this also means when it comes to your boundaries cuz Dave seriously doesnât have any and Karkat does have his own and constantly yells at Dave for being like that ;(
- but they love you very much and itâs very obvious
#davekat x reader#karkat vantas x reader#homestuck karkat x reader#karkat x reader#hs dave x reader#homestuck dave x reader#homestuck dave strider x reader#dave strider x reader#homestuck x reader#hs x reader
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meat lovers amirite??
Dave Strider x Reader x Karkat Vantas
Chapter 1
âChrist itâs always so goddamn hot..â 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 wasnât necessarily hot outside, the heat inside the place was stuffy and unbearable.
It also didnât 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.
âYeah itâs even worse now that the air conditionerâs broken-â âAND THAT WEâRE- SORRY IâM, COOKING HOT ASS PIZZAS!â Karkat cut off John, who was mopping in the front, with a yell from the kitchen.
âStop complaining and get back to work, doughboy!â John shouted back. âDONâT MAKE ME COME OUT THERE!â Karkat yelled and the two were about to start their usual bickering.
âGuys wait, shut up thereâs a call coming in.â Dave shushed the both of them and picked up the phone while Karkat grumbled to himself.
âHi this is Pizza Hut, what can I get you?â
âYeah hi! Can I get 3 pi-â
âWait, for pick up or delivery?â
âOh, uh delivery but yeah can I get 3 pizzas? One pepperoni, one sausage, and one meatlovers.â
âAlrightt⌠anything else?â
â10 breadsticks and 20 Cinnabons?â
â Damn- I mean- ok anything else?â
âUh.. yeah so likeâŚâ
They paused and he could hear murmuring in the back.
âYeah?â
âCan you um.. can you hehe- send your uh, cutest delivery boy?â
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ââŚHaha what.â
âThatâs it ok bye!â
The call ended and Dave just shrugged off what he just heard as another one of the harmless pranks heâd 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, âhmm.. itâd be nice to stretch my legs and get some fresh airâ and then snatched them up, swinging them around his finger in a cool nonchalant manner.
âHeh John guess what?â Dave called to John who was now wiping down the windows.
âYeah?â
âI just got a call requesting âthe cutest delivery boyâ you know what that means?â
âUhh.. no?.. what..?â
âThat means you canât go.â Dave snickered to himself and went to the back while John just yelled out an offended, âWhatâs that supposed to mean!?â
âââ
âUgghh!!â I screamed into a pillow right after I clicked the end call button while my friends just laughed at me. âHey! You forgot to order wings!â Terezi complained. âOh no! Iâm not calling again!â 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, âOh my god! Haha! At least he seemed like- chill about it?â Roxy patted my shoulder as I just sunk deeper into the couch, pouting.
âC'mon thatâs a good thing! Means it probably wonât be that awkward when you open the door!â âWHAT?â I snapped my head to look at her in surprise.
âWell.. think about it! Youâre the one who called! You should open the door.â Nepeta chuckled from her spot on the carpet. âNO??? That means I shouldnât have to answer??!â I whined as I shook the little cat girl by the shoulders. âChill your motherfuckinâ grill little mama⌠itâs 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..â Gamzee said also from his spot on the carpet.
âI donât think Iâm getting a boyfriend from this Gamzee..â âI bet heâs gonna be ugly anyways.â Terezi snickered before going back to chewing on one of my pillows ew.
âWell itâs nice to be optimistic right!? A knight in shining armor-â âYou know damn well no pizza delivery boy is a knight in shining armor.â Roxy laughed while Nepeta pouted, âWell weâll see when he gets here!â
âââ
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? Iâm 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 Iâm about to speak my voice cuts out. Okay, the dude isnât devastatingly hot but heâs fairly cute, which is wayy more than what I was expecting from a Pizza Hut delivery boy..
âThe cutest delivery boy is here.â He says with a smug tone, presenting himself like heâs the best thing since sliced bread.
Oh.
Oh god eugh ..
Heâs a prickâŚ
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Three ships- hmmm I had to think about it tbh Iâve been into self ships for awhile but I was really into DaveKat for a bit there i also like Rosemary too! Fellow homestucker I see đ
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Y/N: Self-Insert yourself into the Homestuck Epilogues
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Pairings: Dirk Strider x Reader (Mostly platonic / One sided)
Warnings: Mentions of suicide, Angst, Homestuck Epilogues plot
Word Count: 10.4k
Summary: After not hearing from your best friend Dirk for a while, you decide to go check in on him. For some reason, you feel like this isn't going to be the same feels-jam talk you two normally have. The air is different. Something is happening.
A/N: Okay first off, please know that this story is based directly on the plot of the Homestuck Epilogues. Itâs supposed to be right before the Candy/Meat timelines split and take place. I know itâs literally in the title, but just to be safe bc I know how some people feel about it. Secondly, I project a lot to write my fics so the backstory about Y/Ns feelings for Karkat and Dave are very self-indulged. Accidentally became kinda important to the plot. My bad. Thirdly, please forgive me if Dirk seems out of character at all. This is just how I felt he wouldâve been before he became like the ultimate Dirk or whatever tf goes on in the epilogues đ. Anyways. Again, tread lightly if heavy topics like suicide are triggering for you. It gets kind of intense. I just felt like this boy needed some comforting when I was reading all those chapters. OKAY IM DONE NOW. Enjoy!!!
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âDIRK!â your voice shouts pointlessly at the closed metal door in front of you, for the umpteenth time. Youâre banging at the door unapologetically, like you have no shame, which you donât at this point. Not when it came to your best friend, and trying to get him out of his self-inflicted depressive/dissociative episodes.Â
This episode in particular had been especially hard to get him out of. Dirk had a habit of shutting his friends out when he got to feeling a certain way, and not even letting them in when they came to check on him in person. He seemed to have a soft spot for certain people, but even they couldnât always get through to him. You included, as well as Jake, Jane, Roxy, and Dave. But, usually you were more invasive and better at tearing his walls down when he built them up. The amount of times you pried your way into listening to a Jake or self-villainizing related rant from Dirk, WILLINGLY, was impressive at this point. Lets be real, Dirk doesnât open up about his feelings on the usual. All raw and feels-jam like, like your other friends do.Â
In summary though, his little shut-in episodes did little to keep you out of his life.
However, he hasnât been answering your messages for weeks, actually maybe a month now. You havenât been good at keeping track at this point. He doesnât ever ignore everyone for this long, especially you. Now that youâre here, and heâs not answering the door, itâs honestly starting to worry you. What could he be doing??? Is he even home? Thereâs no way he could beâŚ..
Nah.Â
Heâs just in there being all dreary right now, you know it.
âDIRK OPEN THE DAMN DOOR OR ILL FIND A WAY IN. YOU KNOW I WILL!â You continue banging on heavy metal. You can hear it echo into the chamber behind it, assumingely empty unless Dirk is a literal fucking dickhead. Which he is. But you give him the benefit of the doubt. Looks like youâll have to find a way in.Â
This is really annoying. More than usual. Of course, you donât ever mind putting this much effort into Dirk. Heâs someone you care about very much, so this type of thing just works like clockwork for you. You have a desire to be there for Dirk in a way you feel he needs someone to be. Itâs probably inconvenient for him most times, but you try to ignore that intrusive thought.Â
Right now though, this is especially annoying because youâve been trying to contact Dirk for weeks about your own personal issues. Itâs always a back and forth of issue-sharing with you two, as friendships should be. But honestly, your life isnât super eventful, not as much as Dirks somehow. So, you donât usually have all that much to rant about. Now, the one time your life feels like itâs going to shit and you REALLY need him, he decides to swan dive straight into a pool of âfuck everyone, especially (y/n)â and dissolve into it like a damn spoonful of salt.
That analogy was awful, you canât even come up with clever things anymore, your head is so disoriented. You launch up into the air with little to no grace at all, so fast that you forgot about the metal hood hovering over the front of the studio and smash your head right into it. Fucking OW.Â
Youâre silent for a moment, absorbing the pain like when you stub your toe and you just stand in shock for a minute straight. Then, after a due moment of silence, you let out a loud aggravated groan of pain and annoyance.Â
âUUUUAGGHHHHUGHH!!!â
Yeah thatâs basically how it would be spelt out, I guess.Â
Using all the annoyed force your body can muster, god powers and all, you punch through the orange-tinted window in front of you. Not physically, with your hands, but with a sheer force wave of strength you just pushed out upon throwing your fists out and down in front of you as you yelled out. The window cracks and shatters, the whole action being very anime-like.Â
Wow.
That was kinda a lot. Maybe chill out for a second? I mean, youâve been known to do some pretty crazy and powerful stuff back in your Sburb days, fighting enemies and all. But there was no reason to unleash that on Dirks poor window. You know heâs gonna have to reinstall that now, and it probably wonât be of glass this time.
Nonetheless, you float inside, accidentally cutting yourself on a shard still intact in the window frame. You hiss a little at the cut, but it doesnât stop you. Youâre back to being set on finding Dirk.Â
It doesnât take long to find him, of course. You enter the largest room in his studio down on the first floor, down a long hallway, basically the center of his place. This is where he keeps most of his materials and works. It could basically be a big high-ceiling living room, and youâre pretty sure it was once decorated like one, but now itâs covered in metal, tools, junk, etc. You find him drilling away at whateverâs in front of him, back turned to you.Â
You casually float down from the balcony above, most of the frantic anger from earlier out of your system now that youâve found him. And heâs okay.
âYo. Did you hear me banging at the door or are you deaf now?â You say, half joking, but also a little genuinely.
He doesnât look at you when he responds, ever focused on his work. He stops drilling to be able to talk at normal volume, and to switch to another tool. âOf course I did. Youâre quite loud, I donât know if you noticed.âÂ
You roll your eyes. âOh, okay. Just wanted to confirm you are as much of an asshole as I assumed you were.â Youâre still hovering an inch above the ground as you glide over to face the front of him.
âOh please, youâve been very aware of my asshole-ness long before you even met me face to face.âÂ
You laugh a little at this. Itâs true, in a way. Even before you knew this timelines version of Dirk, Dave would always rant to you about his Bro. So you assumed he would be an asshole way before you even really met who youâre looking at right now.Â
âYouâre right. But how do you know that by âassumedâ, I meant that in recent tense and not one that dated back to my pre-teen years?â You shoot back.
You know he would usually like your comment, but he doesnât laugh or react much at all.
You frown, because heâd normally have a witty comeback to a stupid question like that. But the conversation seems to have cut off there, when he doesnât reply for a while and continues operating. It stays like this for a bit, slightly-uncomfortable silence as you stare down at him and he doesnât look back. You finally slump down, into a criss-cross sitting position in front of him while he works. You stay this way, the only sound echoing the room being made from the burning metal, and you wait for him to be done with this piece before you nudge into his personal life. Itâs the respectful thing to do, you know how serious he is about his mechanic works. Whatever heâs doing is probably of some type of importance.
You watch him carefully use a⌠a uhâŚ. Damn what is that thing called? That little fire-like tool thatâs used for welding? A welder? I donât know and I canât be fucked to search the internet for it. You know what I mean. Heâs sweating just slightly on his freckle-spotted arms from the heat, and you try not to linger on his mussels for too long as you examine him right now. Heâs wearing his wielding mask, unfortunately, so you canât see his face. The eye part is shaped like his shades, and you canât imagine how thatâs practical at all. What a dork. But not like John Egbert adorable-like dork. Dirks a dork in a cool admirable way. Itâs hard to explain.Â
Another while goes by like this, shrouded in a more comfortable silence this time. You donât look at him the entire time you wait, eventually you find yourself staring off into hallway behind him, chin in your hands.Â
If you (the reader) havenât picked it up by now, you obviously have a thing for Dirk. But you try not to acknowledge it most of the time, and youâre pretty sure no one knows about it. It kinda conflicts with your feelings youâve had for Dave since you met him, and your feelings for Karkat you developed not long after spending time together on the meteor. Itâd be weird to like Dave and his bro right? This bro, not his actual timeline bro obviously. Yeah, itâd be strange. You must have a thing for the Striders, you guess. But you try to push it into the back of your mind as often as possible. Dirks just your good friend, heâll always be a friend to you. You want to be there for him because you care in a PLATONIC way. Of course. Even if you did acknowledge these feelings and act on them, heâd most definitely turn you down for various reasons. You know him too well. This is how the last 7 years have panned out, and it was only a few years ago that you even came to acknowledge your feelings that I just said weâre choosing not to acknowledge.Â
Moving on.
âIâm assuming you broke one of my windows to get in. Do I have to go and fix that now?â He says, toneless. You cant even tell if heâs really upset.
âHowâd you know?â You ask innocently.
âAside from it being the most obvious way of breaking in besides picking my lock, which would be impossible. Remember when I said youâre loud?âÂ
You giggle a little. Yeah you guess theres no way he couldnât have heard you, even though it was up on the second floor, down the hall. âOkay yeah, I totally busted your window, dude. Sorry about that. It was a mistake honestly, but you kinda deserved it for blatantly ignoring me!âÂ
âI wasnât ignoring you, I was just busy.â
âDirk. Busy with what? You havenât answered me in like a month.â The conversation suddenly gets pretty confrontational without you meaning to make it so.
âI havenât? Doesnât feel like itâs been that long.âÂ
âWell it has.â You cross your arms, looking up at him âI really needed to talk to you! And I was really worried.âÂ
âWhy would you be worried?âÂ
You frown at this, again. Youâre not exactly sure what you were worried about. There were some specific worries that you wouldnât say to him out loud, that come with having any friend as depressed as Dirk tends to be. They didnât have to make sense, but they were always at the back of your mind.
âI donât know. I just worry when you donât answer for a while. Youâve never gone that long without texting me or calling me back.â
At this very real statement, Dirk doesnât respond. He probably doesnât know how to at first. Then, he pulls off his helmet, revealing his pretty face to you once again. You almost let out a sigh of relief. You just really love to look at this guy. His shades are on still, having worn them under the mask like a DORK.Â
âWell, Iâm totally fine so thereâs nothing to worry about. Okay?â This is his best attempt at comforting you right now. Youâre still not impressed.Â
âI can see that now. But it wouldâve been nice to know like a week or two ago.â You would look away to reinforce that youâre upset, but you canât stop looking at him, while heâs assumingely making eye contact with you behind his shades. Youâre trying your hardest to push back thoughts again.
He finally looks away and pushes himself up to stand, walking over to the pile of metal on the couch. âHey donât go getting all sentimental with me now. Starting to sound like Jake.â His voice feels off from how he normally talks, like heâs hollowly trying to say something he thinks he would say. âHeâs actually been breathing down my neck all week, Iâve thought about blocking him at this point.â
You roll your eyes x2 combo. That last sentence definitely sounded like him, itâs one youâve heard a million times. He never does it. This is good though, you can segway this into getting him to open up.Â
âJake, huh? Youâre still talking to him? Didnât you say youâd cut him off like- a million cut-offs ago?âÂ
âYeah.â He picks the piece of metal up off the couch, knocking a few pieces next to it over onto the floor. âBut I could never actually cut him off completely, you know that. With all the arrangements we have and whatever. I just meant for a little while so maybe I could get a fucking second to breathe.â
You nod. Fair enough, you guess. You still think itâs funny how much the tables have turned with them. Since Dirk used to tell you how he was the clingy one back when Sburb was still active. âHow come heâs still bothering you so much? I thought he had gotten pretty distant from you in an attempt to get over you or something?âÂ
âI mean yeah he was like that, but lately our showâs been getting even more popular. Plus, with Janeâs upcoming announcement about the presidency, Iâve been trying to add more elements to amp up his popularity.â
You didnât even think you could make Jake anymore popular than he already was on earth C, and you already knew of Janes presidency plan thing. Dirk told you a while ago, and youâve tried so. SO hard not to tell Dave and Karkat yet, per Dirks request. âSo why does this make him bother you more?â
âI made him pretty ambitious about the new season. Heâs got all these ideas and plans heâs been shooting at me. Havenât been responding obviously, which makes him bug me more.â
âYeah, well, thatâs what happens when you donât talk to your friends for long periods of time, Dirk. The messages start to pile up. I wouldnât call that âbuggingâ. Heâs probably been messaging you a normal amount, and youâre just behind on responding.âÂ
âNo no, youâre not friends with Jake like I am. Trust me. He has been giving an absolute fucking earful to me in text. Assuming there was an ear actually listening, and a mouth replying.â
âYouâre not even reading the messages?â
âNo.â
âWhat if itâs important?â
âI would know if it was anything that important, trust me.â
You sigh and lean back on your hands. Your arm stings a little and you suddenly remember the cut on your shoulder that you never tended to. Dirk didnât even notice. Something inside you feels disappointed for some reason. âYouâre really full of yourself, yknow that?â
âYeah, I know.â His response is quick, without hesitation. You know he does. He self-loathes about it at least once every time you guys talk.
âI just wish youâd at least shoot me a text before you disappear for weeks being like âHey! just so you know, Iâm about to fuck off to not exist for a while! Donât worry im not dead or anything!ââ
âIâll make sure to do that next time.â He says sarcastically, coming back over to where he was sitting to add the new piece of metal to his project.Â
You groan, it almost feels like a growl. That makes you think about Jade. You groan again. âCan you just tell me whatâs going on? This obviously isnât like your other episodes which donât really happen for more than maybe like a week at a time.âÂ
âWeâre calling them âepisodesâ now?â He asks, looking over at you, but still keeping his hands busy. You swear you can see him smirk a little.Â
âWell, thatâs what I call them. Sorry. Thatâs probably rude, I just donât know how else to describe when you get like this.â
âLike what?â
âReclusive? Distant? Iâm assuming you havenât been in contact with anyone this whole time.âÂ
âYeah, I guess. Itâs not a big deal though, you guys all have lives to be living, I donât have to be out there all the time.â
âOut there? Dirk, sometimes I just want to talk to my friend. You can stay all shut in your studio, but the least you could do is answer me via text???âÂ
Heâs back at work, mask down, attention to his project now. But you werenât done yet.
âDirk.â
He doesnât answer. Heâs avoiding the conversation so you donât investigate further. Again, this is clockwork.Â
âDirk.â You insist again, standing up now.Â
The cut on your shoulder is bleeding down the side of your arm now. âCan you please just tell me whatâs wrong this time. Even if thereâs nothing going on, you know that just talking it out DOES actually make you feel better. And I LIKE listening to you talk.â
He flinches a little at this, stoping his wielding for a second, but not any longer. He goes back to ignoring you.
You sigh. This is probably going to take a while. You start to walk down the hall towards the bathroom to find a bandaid and clean up the blood.Â
When youâre far enough away, Dirk looks back in your direction, thinking that maybe you were leaving. A twinge of guilt flickers quickly in him, but he ignores it again and turns back to his project.
When you come back, you feel a bit refreshed. You had time to clear your head slightly. You decided that if heâs going to ignore you, youâre just going to wait until he HAS to talk to you. He canât let it be silent forever, and youâre not leaving until he gets something out. Not like youâve got anything better to do.
You move past him silently and over to what youâre pretty sure is a nice recliner chair, under all the cloth and metal. You start taking the metal off and placing it aside. This catches his attention, and he almost asks what the hell youâre doing, until he realizes what the hell youâre doing, and decides itâs not worth starting up a conversation again.Â
Once all the metals shards are off the chair, you dust it off with your hands and take a seat. You just stare at him for a bit. When that soon gets boring, you lean back into the chair with a sigh, closing your eyes. Maybe youâll take a nap.
Itâs silent (aside from the wielding) for so long that you really do start falling into sleep. The sounds of him working were lulling you into relaxation for some odd reason. You can feel your consciousness just about to be pulled from under you when-
âSo⌠what was it you needed to talk to me about?â Dirk asks from across the room. You hadnât noticed he stopped working for a bit. The sound of his voice snapped your eyes open for a moment, but when you see heâs not even looking at you, you go right back to closing them.
âI just needed to rant about some stuff, maybe get some advice. But I donât really think I should be having that conversation with you right now. It seems like you probably got your own stuff to sort out.âÂ
Dirk shrugs, but you canât see anyways. âNot really. I mean, kind of. But you came here to see me, you might as well tell me instead of leaving this awkward silence while I work.âÂ
âI didnât think it was awkward. But I didnât come here to rant to you, I came here because I was worried.â
âOkay, sure, whatever. But you might as well tell me now that youâre here. I donât mind.âÂ
You sigh. Should you really start this conversation? Would it be selfish to dump all your bullshit on your friend when heâs clearly going through it, even though he wonât talk about it? But he is asking for it at this point. You didnât even bring it up.Â
âWell?â Heâs looking over at you when you open your eyes again. How long has he been looking?
You sigh again. âAlright⌠Iâll try not to drag it out too much.â
âAre you sure youâre capable of that type of self control?â He asks sarcastically.
âOh, shut up.â you say, but youâre smiling. This man and his smartass. âAlright, well-âÂ
And your rant begins. Iâll explain what the rant is about because I donât want to have to type ours and dirks every action out throughout the whole length of this long conversation. You can just assume heâs listening intently, because he is, for the most part.
Overall, life on Earth C hasnât really been all that great for anyone as of lately, thatâs a given. Itâs perfect here, sure, but perfect can only be perfect for so long, before it gets extremely boring. This is amplified x1000000 when you add in the fact that most of you are immortal. Forever is a long long time. However, on a more personal level, thereâs a lot going on.
First of all, youâve lived with Dave and Karkat since you got here. The three of you were best buddies on the meteor together, and decided to stick together after, even despite plenty of money to get your own places. You feel you kind of dug yourself into a hole with this one. Because while living with your best friends is so fun, youâre also not an idiot. You and everyone else on the planet can see the thing Karkat and Dave have for each other. And the fact that you have a crush on both of them, makes this not only awkward, but also painful. This whole situation isnât new though. In fact, Dirks heard an earful about it for several years. The first year or so of living with them was great, then it backfired. You took it upon yourself to go on a lot of trips, some with Jade and Jake, some alone. You started getting into pottery and went around selling pieces, random art experiments. You tried to convince your two antisocial roomates to go sometimes, but youâre kinda glad they didnât. You probably needed the distance. Eventually you moved out, only about a little over a year ago. You felt almost guilty, like your presence was keeping the two of them from being together (That definitely wasnât it though, as Dirk reassures you. Theyâre both just dense and stubborn.)Â
For the past year youâve struggled with separation issues. Everyone knows you always liked to be with someone all the time. Though your trips alone were freeing and refreshing, you enjoyed the feeling of coming home to someone, or two someones. It hurt, spending the nights in your big empty home, lovely as it was. You had people over plenty, but it was always the nighttime when everyone left that got to you. You developed insomnia, dark circles under your eyes that wonât go away. This isnât really new news either, but newer than the last.Â
The CURRENT issue at hand, now that we have background story, is where Jade comes into the mix. Jade is a lovely girl, and you love her to death. The two of you hang out on many occasions, though you may not be as close with her as with others. You enjoyed her energy and attitude, it was contagious. But lately, sheâs been⌠putting herself very closely into Dave and Karkats lives. Not that she wasnât already around them a lot, she definitely was over pretty often. But it seems like ever since you left, sheâs been there basically 24/7, like she lives there now. Not only that, but the boys have told you how sheâs been making uncomfortable advances towards them, and isnât hiding how she would like to be with the both of them seriously. Now⌠itâs not necessarily that youâre jealous. (Dirk gets a kick out at this. And by a kick I mean letting out a snort and ALMOST breaking into a chuckle, to your momentary annoyance.) But itâs especially frustrating for many reasons. Putting aside the obvious reason that you have the same feelings for them as she does. Sheâs basically ruining everything you gave up to try and help DaveKat happen. You moved yourself out of the equation to make room for maybe some progress, and she moved right in after you. They both love Jade as a friend, but you can tell that her advances make them uneasy just from the couple times youâve witnessed it. Youâre afraid sheâll ruin it for them.Â
âSo, youâre definitely not jealous?â Dirk asks, obviously being sarcastic.Â
âOf course I am. I wonât deny it. Iâm just saying itâs not the ONLY reason Iâm upset about it.â You respond defensively.
âOkay. I mean, that makes sense. But I think youâre mostly just upset with yourself.â
Youâre open your mouth to retort, but you stay quiet for a moment. ââŚYou think?â
âYeah. To me, it sounds like youâre mad at yourself because leaving them caused you to self sabotage into a life youâre not satisfied with. And now Jade is over there going after what she wants and youâre upset you couldnât bring yourself to do the same.â
Youâre a little offended by the accuracy of his blunt words. There are some things you need to defend though. âOkay well, maybe youâre somewhat right-â
âSomewhat?â
â-BUT, I only didnât go for it because I knew they didnât feel the same, and I didnât wanna ruin our friendship. Or worse, their relationship.â
âHow do you know they didnât feel the same?â
âŚâŚ
How did you know?
âWell⌠I just thought it was pretty obvious. They just donât act with me how they act with each other. You can just like⌠feel the different energy, I guess.âÂ
âBut how would you know for sure if you never even went for it?â
Silence again.Â
ââŚI donât knowâŚâ you shuffle awkwardly in the chair, looking down at your lap and playing with your hands. ââŚSo you think I shouldâve done what Jade is doing?â
âOh, definitely not.â He responds almost immediately. âSheâs definitely gonna fuck their shit up.â
Your head shoots up at this, shocked. âWHAT?! But you were just saying that I should have gone for it!â
âYes. But honestly I think you would have gone about it in a less uncomfortable way. And even if they did turn you down, or like- weirdly wiggle out of the situation like they do. Then at least youâd have a straight answer. But you didnât ever bother trying at all.â
âI-â
â-AND furthermore, I think that if you had gotten a straight answer, it wouldâve given you the closure you need, and you wouldnât have to keep trying like Jade seems to be set on doing.â
It hits you now. You donât know why youâve never thought about it like this. You always just assumed their feelings. Even if you had confessed to them one time, you couldâve gotten that closure you didnât realize you needed. Now itâs too late. Theyâve already got too much tension on their relationship, adding you in the mix would be chaos. This is suddenly very troubling, youâre starting to get into a depressed state of mind again. The one youâve been stuck in for weeks, as well as Dirk probably has for reasons still unknown.Â
âIâŚ.â You relax your hands in your lap, and lean back to look up at the ceiling. âYouâre right. I should have at least tried.â
âDidnât I tell you to a ton of times before? I always thought that a sincere heartfelt confession from you might actually help push their relationship forward, even if they didnât reciprocate.âÂ
âYeah⌠I just never wanted to. I was so sure theyâd be repulsed at the idea.â
âOuch. Repulsed? Thatâs a new word for the situation.â
âYeah, I guess I always felt like that deep down though. I mean, Karkats super harsh and distant. And Daveâs super aloof and distant. So, being vulnerable about your feelings for them just feels⌠extra vulnerable.â
âYeah. It definitely wouldnât be an easy relationship to navigate. Honestly maybe you did yourself a favor.â
You sigh at this. It certainly doesnât feel that way.Â
It goes silent again for a little bit, but this time neither of you find any discomfort in it. Dirks been working still, but doing something more quiet now. Connecting wires or something probably. Youâre not really sure what it is he does.Â
You remember something he said to you several sentences ago.
âAlso⌠earlier you said⌠that I caused a life that Iâm unhappy withâŚâ you speak, sounding more dejected that you have today.
âMhm.â
âWell. I donât think thatâs true.â
âNo?â
âNo, not really. I mean, yeah it definitely caused me some additional problems, sure. But DirkâŚâ you look down to make eye contact with him. He stops to look back at you, from behind the shades. Heâs resting his arms on his knees, face stoic, fully listening.Â
âI donât think⌠Iâve been happy with my life.. in a long time.â
The sentence hits Dirk harder than maybe it shouldâve normally, almost as if breaking something down. His face finally changes, from just being a stone-cold expression, to a slight frown, his features relaxed. Itâs not an expression of pity, really. Heâs sympathizing.Â
Most everyone of the sburb kids probably feel this way. Things are just not as great as you might have though theyâd be at the beginning of starting an entirely new universe. Thereâs just this terrible lingering empty feeling, that no one really talks about out loud. But it feels different hearing it from you. You always tried to be a little optimistic. Youâve been unhappy many times, thatâs just normal human emotions. But youâve never expressed being unhappy⌠with your life as a whole? Or accidentally admitted that youâre also depressed.Â
The confession hits you hard as well for some reason, even though youâve known it as a fact for quite some time. Youâve never outwardly admitted it. Suddenly youâre feeling warm wet tears run down the sides of your cheeks. They surprise you. When did you start tearing up?
Now they wonât stop, despite your frantic hands that try to wipe each one away.Â
âSorry⌠I⌠didnât meant to get so emotional all of a sudden! Haha..â youâre sniffling a bit between your words, and trying to force a smile to make things less serious. Dirk just stares at you as you try to pull yourself together. âI just canât help.. but think like⌠wow! Iâm really going to live⌠potentially forever⌠and Iâm not even enjoying the beginning⌠whatâs 50 years from now gonna feel like? Whatâs 500 years gonna feel like? Will I even be me anymore at that point?â Youâre just rambling now. Youâve went so quick from a normal rant-sesh to such a wet sloppy mess (ew). Youâre no doubt embarrassed, and trying to talk in a casual manner that will maybe make you forget that youâre sobbing in front of your cool best friend or maybe crush, while he stares at you uncomfortably. Why did you even think coming here was a good idea? Youâre in no place to help him. You just needed him to help you. You are selfish.
âIm- Im sorry, Iâll stop.. just give me a sec-â youâre cut off suddenly. A distantly familiar feeling. Youâre quick to go from feeling alone and pathetic, to warm and secure, as youâre pulled into an embrace with Dirk Strider. These hugs are not something you get to feel often. You didnât even hear him walk over.Â
Youâre pulled out of your intrusive thoughts immediately. You feel safe, and comforted. In a way only heâs ever been able to make you feel. Despite all the bickering, and smart ass comments, you really loved Dirk. He always knew how to talk to you and handle you, with just enough care, even though sometimes you craved more. (Give a dog a bone, right?) But not because of the hug alone, no. Itâs whatâs about to come after this. This is it. The clock is moving, itâs in motion.
He pulls back only after heâs felt you settle down and go quiet. âI know how you feel. Youâre not alone, you know that.âÂ
You nod, too flustered to look him in the face, so you look to the side, staring at his funny little shoulder tattoo. âI feel guilty about it though. Earth C is so perfect. I should be really happy, shouldnât I?âÂ
âNah. Nothing is ever perfect. Even though we literally created Earth C, I wouldnât call it perfect. In fact, weâre probably about to get so fucking far from it.âÂ
You look at him and tilt your head. âWhat do you mean?âÂ
He pulls back again, standing up, turning to grab a chair sitting in the corner of the room. He carries it back over and sets it down in front of you, your eyes follow him the whole time. He sits on it the opposite way youâre supposed to, legs around the back of the chair, resting his arms on the top. The way a cool guy sits. You look at him, attentive. Ready for him to lay it on you.Â
âI just seriously doubt that anything thatâs about to happen will turn out very good. Our years for living a ânormalâ life are already pretty much past at this point.âÂ
Okay, now youâre really confused. âDirk youâre not making any sense. Whatâs going to happen thatâs so bad?âÂ
He looks at you for a moment. He definitely isnât intending on sharing with you any information of any importance, but you donât know that.Â
âI donât know yet. John has to make a decision first.â He says nonchalantly, looking more stoic than usual.
You donât respond, waiting for something else. But thatâs it.
You canât help it, you start laughing. What could that possibly mean?
âJohn makes a decision?? Thatâs it? Whatâs the choice? To nuke or not to nuke the planet??â Youâre still giggling at this thought, though kinda morbid.Â
Dirk isnât laughing. âHa ha. No, itâs nothing like that. Itâs hard to explain. But the jist of what I was saying before, is itâs just that none of us are really meant to live a normal life on Earth C. Think about it. A bunch of immortal gods, of totally different upbringings and outlooks, and even species, all living on one little planet. Weâre bound to fuck shit up one day.â
Youâve stopped laughing now and take a second to think about this. Youâve never really considered it. âYeah⌠I guess now that you say it, that sounds kinda bad. We couldâve done with a few more planets in the system honestly.âÂ
âNo, itâs not about the number of planets. Even if we all had our own planets, weâd end up going to war and shit with each other one day. Weâre just not meant to lead normal lives.â
You frown at this. Why would friends go to war with each other? Granted, not everyone was super close, but we all fought to make this universe, why would we tear it apart?Â
âI think youâre oversimplifying it. Not all of us want to be dictators.â You roll your eyes and cross your arms. You definitely arenât happy about Janes plans, Dirk knows this.
âYou subtly talking about why you donât like Jane and the way she wants to lead just proves my point. And anyways, It doesnât matter. We donât have a choice in what we are. And what we are, is gods. Weâll have to ascend one day.â You search for a hint of irony in Dirks face, but heâs dead serious. Wow.
âAscend??? Dirk what the hell are you talking about?â
Itâs quiet for a moment. Dirk catches himself about to tell you too much about what has been fucking his brain for months, or more like years at this point. You can tell his silence is a troubled one.Â
You reach out a concerned hand to place on his arm. He flinches a little. âDirk⌠please tell me whatâs going on. What are you talking about?âÂ
He canât look at you. His head stays in place, but heâs avoiding eye contact even though you canât tell. Thereâs a lot of thoughts going through his mind right now. Not all of them are about his ultimate self that is inevitably going to take over one day. Some are about you. And about the outcome of this timeline. For a moment he feels sympathy for all his friends. But thereâs not much else I can tell you about what heâs thinking. Not now.
âI just⌠donât know how much time I have left.â He says, still having not moved, but his eyes watch the clock behind you.
âHow much⌠What? Dirk⌠Are you sick or something?â You are rapidly trying to understand his cryptic way of explaining to you, but it seems youâre falling short.Â
âNot physically.â He pauses and actually lets out a slight chuckle, putting his gloved hand on his mouth. You bask in his slight-laugh, heâs really so charming. More than he could know. âGod that sounded so emo.âÂ
âDude, I donât sound any better. Weâre both being emo, itâs fine.â You smile back at him, removing your hand from his arm. You feel a bit of tension leave your body that you didnât notice was there, the sound of his laugh ever like a cure to your stress.Â
He nods. Thereâs just so much he canât tell you, you wouldnât be able to understand. And he didnât want you to either. He didnât want to put that burden on you. There was only one person he could give that burden to, and he still wasnât sure when heâd have to tell her.Â
But there were some feelings he knew he could vaguely talk to you about.
âBut no, Iâm fine physically. Itâs just⌠I donât know. I guess Iâve been having the same thoughts you have. How long can this all really last? Who will I be hundreds of years from now? What if I donât even recognize myself anymore?â He pauses for a moment, and you watch him frown as he thinks of something. âI definitely wonât.â
You donât dare interrupt. You just sit and listen, attentive, the best you can. When Dirk starts opening up, you hardly say a word until heâs finished.Â
He goes on about how heâs been feeling especially useless and exhausted lately. Talking vaguely about his potential and his purpose, and that right now just felt like a stagnant period while he waits. But what if he doesnât want to have some greater purpose, or some ultimate potential destiny? Heâs always just wanted to be able to live a happy, normal life with his friends. He didnât get to grow up with other people and have relationships. Getting here to figure out that he really never would get that normalcy, sucked the hope out of him. At least, maybe he couldâve got a while if he had made the most of the last seven years. He canât even say they flew by, they dragged by painfully. He says heâs always just felt like heâs been watching his friends live through a window, communicating behind the glass, but not actively joining them.Â
You soak in every word like youâll need to know it for a test. You nod every now and then, and quietly âmhmâ, to show youâre listening. You can feel heâs still not done yet.Â
âI mean honestly (y/n), whatâs even the point of it all? You feel it too right? Thereâs no way weâre headed toward a future thatâll be of any real purpose.â
You decide to finally speak up since he addressed you. âAre you saying weâre in a doomed timeline?â You ask, enabling him to explain more.
âNo, itâs nothing like that. Iâm not even sure doomed timelines are possible anymore, theyâre just⌠timelines. But weâre definitely not going to be living happily ever fucking after.âÂ
Youâre giving him that sympathetic look now, but he reads it as pity. His head reflectively looks away. Heâs starting to get aggravated. âI donât know how much longer I can hold out. I donât even want to go through with this anymore. I just wish itâd all end.âÂ
Woah. Youâre eyes widen a little at what heâs implying. âDirk⌠donât say that-âÂ
âWhatâs even shittier about this whole thing is the fact that even if I really wanted to end it, I couldnât. None of us could. Except maybe the trolls. We have to wait for something just or heroic to happen and decide our fate for us. Weâre stuck to live in some shithole timeline with no way out. I have no choice. I either subject to being a depressed shut-in, or leave my humanity behind to pursue something above this existence. How pathetic is that?âÂ
Youâre not sure exactly what heâs going on about, but your instinct immediately is to comfort him. You take his hand. He doesnât flinch this time, but he doesnât look at you either.Â
âHey, just calm down for a second, okay? I promise you it doesnât have to be like that⌠I donât know whatâs due for this timeline, and Iâm not sure if you do⌠If Rose told your something or.. I donât know. But I always know that whatever life throws at me IâllâŚâ you hesitate to say the rest of the sentence. Itâs a little cheesy, it almost makes you cringe for a second. But then he looks at you, clearly anticipating the rest of your sentence. You push through. âIâll know Iâll be able to get through it, because youâll be here.âÂ
Heâs doesnât say anything, but his eyes are wider now. He has no idea what to say at this intimate sentence. The two of you have been close for a while now, but you never really express it verbally. You just enjoyed each other without having to say it usually. The lack of response eats at you, you have to say something else since he clearly canât think of what to say to that. You let go of his hand too, thinking maybe itâs making him uncomfortable.Â
But he watches your hand as you pull it away.Â
âAnd Iâll always be here for you! Iâll always be here to help you. I mean⌠if you âleftâ in whatever way that means IâdâŚâ You play with your hands again, the both of you staring at them, thumbs in a tug of war. âJust⌠please donât leave, okay?âÂ
You both look up at the same time to make eye contact, but itâs obviously more intense for him. He canât promise you that. Heâs told you he wonât already, but you refuse to understand him. Â
Youâre both quiet, and you anxiously bite your lip again at his lack of a reply. Why isnât he agreeing?Â
â(Y/n)⌠have you ever thought about trying to take your own life? Just to see what happens?â The sudden dark inquiry sends your heart into your stomach. Why is he saying this? Your face looks terrified, but he doesnât say anything, still looking.Â
âDirk.. W-what are you say-â
âHave you?â
You swallow hard. This is something you REALLY donât like to talk or think about. Itâs something youâve never spoken to anyone about.Â
But the answer is yes. Of course. You think about it a lot recently. It started when you started living alone. Those restless nights, wondering what the meaning of it all was. You wondered if maybe the clock of justice would consider the theft of your own lifespan a worthy enough cause. Why would a godtier with no will to live be worthy of such a title? It wouldnât even makes sense, like more of a punishment than a reward. In a sense, you killed yourself to get this title. Why couldnât you do the same to remove it?Â
Maybe you could.Â
Youâve been quiet a suspicious amount of time now. It tells Dirk his answer, but he still waits for you to admit it. His social cues are still really not the best sometimes, even after getting used to social interaction. Youâre clearly uncomfortable.
Youâre looking at your lap again, but your hands are still. Youâre too deep in traumatic thought to even want to move. ââŚOf course I have.â Is all you say after a while.
âHave you tried?âÂ
His question sounds genuine. Actually curious.Â
âNo. I wouldnât dare. What ifâŚâ
âIt worked?â
ââŚYeahâŚâÂ
âThen itâd finally be over.âÂ
When you look up, heâs still staring at you. Youâre still scared, your heart breaking more with every word he says, but he seems calm now. As if heâs decided something in his mind. The more the clock ticks, the more anxious you get. What is he thinking?
Youâre just about to speak up again, try to say something to calm the conversation, or just to change it to something less triggering. But he suddenly stands up. You look up at him, face getting more worried.Â
âDirk?â
Heâs not looking at you anymore. And without a word, he turns around and begins to walk away.Â
âDirk?? Where are you going?!â You automatically stand up when he just continues to get farther away, turning to go down the hallway.
You follow him, quickly.
âHey! Wait! You canât just leave the conversation like that!â
You watch him turn into the bathroom, and shut the door before you can get to it. You jiggle the doorknob, but of course itâs locked. Youâre panicking a bit now. This panic causes you to bang on the door without thinking, feeling a bit helpless.Â
âDirk!!! What are you doing in there?! Please just wait a se-â
âRelax.â You hear him calmly through the door. You silence immediately hearing his voice. âIâm just using the bathroom.âÂ
Your face automatically turns a slight pink. All of the panic and anxiety turns into embarrassment in the blink of an eye. You mustâve been overreacting. You do that sometimes.Â
âO-ohâŚ.. Okay. Sorry⌠Iâll leave you alone then.â Youâre cursing yourself in your mind as you start making your way back down the hall.Â
Halfway through though, you stop suddenly. Taking a second to think about what just happened, to see if you were really overreacting. You come to the conclusion that you definitely werenât, now that the embarrassment has subsided. Why would he just suddenly lock himself in the bathroom after your intense discussion about suicide? That is definitely concerning!Â
You feel better having justified yourself. You then come to the rational decision that youâd give him 5 minutes and then check on him. Hopefully youâre jumping to conclusions, and heâs just really bad at ending conversations like usual. You take a direct turn into the kitchen that was right next to you. You flip the light switch on and take a seat at the table. What an exhausting conversation you just had. That was not how you were expecting that to go at all.
You look around. The kitchen isnât excused from having a bunch of junk in it. Thereâs spare parts and random doodads laying all over the place. Wow, did you just think the word âdoodadâ? Who are you, Jake? Sometimes being here alone with him made you feel like it. Like Jakes replacement.
You decide youâre just gonna tuck that repressed thought back deep into your brain. Thatâs not even possible, you and Dirk arenât even⌠I mean he would never⌠Wait didnât he just tell you earlier that you shouldnât assumâŚ. OKAY THATS ENOUGH.Â
The clock ticks by with the speed of a damn snail. Youâre just sitting there watching it. You donât even have the energy to check your phone to distract yourself. One minute has gone by and youâre waiting on the second. Youâre also listening intently for any concerning noises, but youâre pretty sure the walls in this place are very thick. You couldnât hear him drilling or anything from outside earlier, and the hallway isnât that long.
Youâre staring at a piece of hair in your face, blowing it up and watching it fall back down, passing the time. Three minutes now. Your stomach grumbles, and you decide to check Dirks fridge for inventory. When you open it up, itâs literally just like 10 half gallons of milk(?). This is clearly equisprites doing, but what has Dirk been eating??? Does he ever go out for food? Does he alchemize it? Who knows. You sigh and sit back down.Â
Just as youâre counting down the last minute, you hear the bathroom door open and you look over to the doorway. After a few steps Dirks frame passes right by without glancing at you, even though it was obvious you were in there with the light being on. You sigh x2 combo and stand up from the table, walking out and back into the hallway to follow him.Â
Heâs sitting back on his bench in the living room, working again. You watch him, about 6 feet away. You donât even know what to say, and you take your time trying to think of something.Â
âAre you⌠okay?â Is all you could come up with.Â
Thereâs no response. You can see heâs assembling his drill with a different top. Heâs gonna drown you out.Â
âDirk. Itâs alright if you donât wanna talk about it anymore. You can just-â the drilling starts â-⌠say that.â
You look dejected. Itâs a sad scene honestly, if you could see it like I am in my mind right now, and I hope you are.Â
Heâs never been this distant before, especially not after opening up so deeply like that. His feelings were like a one way ticket each time, once youâre in, youâre in. But heâs forced you out after already letting you in. It didnât make any sense. You look at the clock on the wall. It stopped working. When did that happen?Â
âIs there anything I can do to get you to talk to me?â You ask as a last resort.
Unsurprisingly, no answer. You give up. Quite frankly, that whole conversation tired you out too, emotionally. If he doesnât wanna talk about it anymore, thatâs fine by you.Â
âDo you mind if I stay over at least? Is the guest room still open?â You ask, expecting an answer, since itâs unrelated.
However, still no answer. You donât know why you thought youâd get one that time. You decide to just take his silence as a yes. Youâve stayed over his house plenty of times before. A lot of the time when you guys would hang out, youâd talk or do something into late hours of the night, and not realize how late itâd gotten. The guest room might as well be yours at this point, since youâre pretty sure no one else ever stays over. Other than Jake, but heâll just sleep in Dirks room. Obviously. And Dave has his own room here for some reason.Â
You take yourself up the stairs, and you gaze at him for a minute from the rail before you make your way to the room. This whole day has made you sadder than you already were, you think.
When youâre in the room, you donât even take in the interior. Youâve seen it a million times. Itâs just a bunch of subtle weeb decor. Annoyingly aesthetic. You faceplant onto the bed and kick your shoes off. Itâs not even that late, but youâre so exhausted from that interaction and from not getting much sleep the night before. Insomnias been hitting you hard lately since you didnât have Dirk. Itâs been especially lonely. Somehow being in Dirks house lulls you right to sleep immediately.
You sleep like a baby. A full 8 hours, something you havenât had in a while. When your eyes flutter open itâs pitch black, only the light of the bedside clock glaring at you. 2:00am. Wow, itâs early. Or late, you guess?
You donât know what to do since you feel so awake now. You could probably sleep a little more? You decide you wouldnât mind some milk right now before you go back to bed. Assuming the white fridge liquid is milk. Youâll take your chances.
You make your way down the stairs, and as youâre descending you start to remember todays conversation. You cringe a bit. The whole thing was so emo and embarrassing on both of your parts. Youâre pretty sure you made him uncomfortable towards the end and thatâs probably what scared him-
Suddenly your thoughts are cut off. You hear⌠A voice. Dirk? It was only quick, but you see a small light from the hallway leading to the kitchen. You follow it quietly, curious.Â
When you see him, you freeze at the sight.
Heâs leaning over the kitchen sink, head hanging. Heâs facing away from you, and youâre kind of hiding in the doorway anyways. The ambiance is coming from a small nightlight over the counter. You wish you could see his face. You hear a quick sniffle.
Youâre deciding whether to say something or walk away. It seems like heâd want to be alone right now. Or does he need someone more than ever? Heâs been so hard to read. You always think you interfere too much with him, but you canât help it. Then, you hear him let out a small, quick sob. Probably the source of what you heard earlier. He sounds like heâs trying to hold it in, even though thereâs no one around from his perspective. Your heart breaks. You have basically no control over what you do next.Â
Suddenly, Dirk feels a pair of arms wrap around his abdomen, a warm body leaning into his back, embracing him. He jumps slightly at first, but relaxes into it after a minute. Heâs silent now. No sniffling, no sobs.Â
âIâm sorry.â Is all you say once you feel him relax.Â
Itâs silent again. All you can hear is the clock behind you.Â
âYou donât have to respond, I just canât stand to-âÂ
âI tried it.â He says, cutting you off. He sounds defeated.
Your eyes widen a little. âYou triedâŚâ
âTo kill myself. Earlier.â He states way too bluntly.
Your heart sinks. âOhâŚâÂ
Silence.Â
âIt didnât work.â
âWell, I can see that.âÂ
âBecause I couldnât actually do it.â
You pause for a moment.
âHuh?â
âI couldnât really go through with it a hundred percent⌠I have to see this timeline through. Itâs my burden to bear.â He grits his teeth and grips the sink. You feel his tensing.
âIâm sorry, Dirk.â Itâs all you can think of to say. You donât want to bother asking him to clarify anymore. You have no idea what heâs going through or what to suggest. This is all you know. You hold him tighter, and nuzzle a little bit more into his back.
He relaxes again, to your surprise. And he lets go of the sink with one hand to place it on your arm. You canât see his face right now, and you wish you could. The two of you stay like that a little longer. After a minute or two you can feel him crying again.Â
Youâre sure itâs hard for him. Not just what heâs going though, but being vulnerable about it.Â
Suddenly, you feel yourself start to tear up too. The two of you share a cry almost silently, not having to see each other in this emotional state, but still holding on and having someone there.Â
âI promise itâll be okay.â You say, breaking the silence. âWhatever youâre going through, weâll go through it together. Iâm a god tier too. I promise Iâll be here for you.â
It honestly feels like this made him cry a little harder as you feel him shake a little more.Â
He raises his hands up to his face to wipe away any evidence of emotion under his shades. Then, to your surprise again, he breaks out of your embrace, only to turn around and embrace you again straight on.
Youâre surprised for a moment, but when it settles in, you hug him back with all you have. And maybe itâs just you, but no hug between you two has ever felt this⌠passionate?
âSorry Iâm being like this. Itâs just been hard. Iâve never been this emotional about it, even though Iâve known it for so long. I think itâs because itâs getting closer. And because youâre here. Probably why Iâve also been ignoring everyone.â He confesses. âSo thereâs your answer. I just didnât want you to see me like this. Iâm sorry, again.â
Again, you have no idea exactly what heâs talking about, and you make a mental note to maybe ask about it again another time when youâre both more stable. But youâre just committed to comforting him to your best ability right now.
âYou donât have to apologize, Dirk. You can tell me anything, seriously. Iâm sorry thereâs nothing I can do to help you. I wish I could.â
You feel him sigh slightly, but it seems more like relief than frustration or anything negative.Â
âYou should really get some sleep. Have you been up this whole time?â You say, changing the subject in concern for his wellbeing. You wonder what his nights have been like all this time you havenât been talking.Â
âYeah. But Iâm fine. I donât really have a sleep schedule anymore.â
âWell, looks like weâre starting now then. Cmon.â
He doesnât complain or object when you pull back and take his hand to walk out into the hallway. The two of you make your way upstairs and into Dirks room. He doesnât say anything, and you couldnât possibly know what heâs thinking right now. About you.Â
You stop right after walking in the doorway and let go of his hand.
âWell, goodnight. Iâll see you in the morning, kay?â You say, giving him as much of a genuine smile as you can manage. You start walking past him to leave.
But then his hand grabs yours, stopping you. You freeze for a second, and turn to look at your friend again.
Your eyes widen at the sight when your eyes meet his. He had pulled his shades up to sit on his head, and for the first time you see his eyes, along with the rest of his face. Granted, itâs pretty dark so you canât see the color well, but you canât help but think theyâre beautiful, just like the rest of him. His face also just reads âexhaustedâ, and tired from all the crying and emotion showed in the last however many hours. The two of you are quiet, staring at each other like this for a moment.Â
âWould you⌠wanna stay?â He says, not breaking eye contact, but still seeming slightly unsure about it?Â
âStay⌠like, stay over? Yeah.. I-I was just gonna go to the guest r-â
âNo. I meant in here.â
Youâre blushing now. Good thing itâs dark, you guess. âIn⌠your room?â
âYeah.â
âIn your bed?â
âMhm.â
He seems much less embarrassed by this than you, of course. Youâre extremely flustered now that youâve made sure he meant what you think he meant. Wait⌠does that mean he wants to sleep with you or like SLEEP with you??? Oh god-
âNot anything weird. I just mean like, we can sleep in the same bed.â He says, almost like he read your mind. âIt just feels like we both kinda need some comfort right now. And it feels weird to have you sleep in a different room after⌠Yknow everything that just happened. You donât have to, if youâre not comfortable with it.â
âNo!â You say, embarrassingly fast. You clear your throat a bit, not making it any better. He smirks at you slightly, tilting his head. Lord have mercy. âI mean⌠That actually sounds nice, yeah.â
He smiles in response, and you bask in the sight. Dirk Strider smiling at you, fully exposed so you can see all his beautiful features at once. Youâre actually really happy right now. You havenât felt this happy in a while. Which is kinda ironic after todays conversations. Why does he feel like a cure to your pain every time?
With his hand still holding onto yours, he guides you over to the bed. He puts his shades on the bedside table. When you both lay down and get under the covers, he turns to face you. Your heart is pounding like a million times per second right now as you turn to look back at him.
âYouâre blushing pretty hard right now. You okay?â He says, and you can definitely see that slight little shit-eating smirk. Heâs really gonna tease you right now. How could he even tell youâre blushing?
âShut up! Iâm fine⌠You just caught me off guard..â You defend.
âWhat? Did you think I wanted to have sex?â You would think heâs teasing since heâs still smirking, but it also sounds kind of like a genuine question.
Hearing him say it out loud while looking at you with those intense eyes makes you blush harder, like your face is actively working against you. âNO! Well⌠I mean I wasnât sure.â You have to look away for a second. âAnd sleeping in the same bed just feels intimate in its own way, even without sex.âÂ
He nods understandingly. âYeah, youâre right, this is pretty intimate I guess.â Itâs silent for a moment then. ââŚBut âŚI donât know. It just feels right after everything that happened today.â He looks away now, facing the ceiling.Â
This grants you to look back at him. You take in his beauty, the moonlight from the window being the only luminescence to light the scene. Even the curve of his nose looks perfect, making an impressive outline of his side profile. You just canât stress to yourself enough how you love seeing him like this. You wish you could do it everyday. Youâre smiling without realizing it.Â
âYou can take a picture if you want, itâll last longer.â He says, glancing at you while keeping his head in place.
You blush again and shove at him lightly. âFuck you!â You say, but you laugh afterwards. He smiles in response. If only you could stay this way forever.Â
You turn to face the ceiling as well. After that, it feels like itâs the end of your conversation, and you both start trying to fall asleep. Youâre laying there for so long trying to sleep, you canât remember how long itâs been. You did get a lot of sleep earlier so it makes sense that itâs a little hard now, plus being in bed with Dirk isnât helping. Your heart is still kinda racing.Â
What happens next almost gives you a heart attack. You feel Dirk snag his arms around your torso, his face leaning into your arm. Youâre frozen, and youâre not sure if heâs sleeping or not, so you donât say anything.
As if he feels your discomfort, he speaks, in a low tone âSorry. Is this okay?â
âMhmâŚâ you respond quietly, and carefully move your arm up and put it over him, and he automatically leans into your side now.
Now itâs really hard to sleep, so you just open your eyes. You look down at him and take in the rare and perfect sight of Dirk Strider sleeping. He looks so peaceful. Unbothered, undisturbed by Earth C and all your stupid post-Sburb problems. You wish you could make it all go away for him.Â
You start to run your hands though his hair softly, and he hums slightly in response. Still slightly awake, but you can tell heâs on his way out. You smile at how natural this feels now.Â
You finally feel yourself start to fall asleep as well.Â
âI think Iâll stay here for a while.â You say quietly, but Dirk is already sleeping. And you follow suit with him again as soon as you say that.Â
The two of you stay intertwined for the rest of the night.Â
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Yandere Dave || Guardian Angel || Listen Here
Back To Life - Mother Mother
Devil Town - Cavetown
I Killed Someone For You - Alec Benjamin
Cigarettes & Feelings - The Haunt
Loved - FeiN
Father - The Front Bottoms
Take Me To Church - Hosier
700 Club - Nicole Dollanganger
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