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Romantic Tropes With The Eddsworld Boys! Part 1.
Mutual Pining.
TW: Slight profanity, h3nt@1 mentions.
Edd:
- Edd had found himself growing an adoration for you over the past few months. He didn't know why, but ever since you came along, he had been smiling a lot more. Something about you just brought him so much joy.. to the point where he found himself sketching you in his sketchbook a lot more than he should.
- Your eyes, your smile, your laughter. All the little details about you that no one, not even you had noticed except for him. Anytime he thought about you, his cheeks felt warm. Anytime he had seen you, they felt warm. You just.. made him feel so good, but he couldn't understand why.
- And then, like a wrecking ball, it had hit him when he was ranting to Tom about his confusion over why he felt the way he did about you.
- "You can't be that stupid." The no eyed man's face seemed disappointed as he stared. "No, you can't be that stupi- wait, what do you mean by that?" He cut off his immediate defense in curiosity. "Your in love, you idiot." Tom said, drinking his drink afterwards.
- ...
- "Oh."
- Yeah, let's just say he had a lot of thinking to do that night.
- Ever since then, he had felt a little more.. awkward around you. Constant scratching of the hair, fidgeting with his hands, his face flushed anytime he would talk to you. Yeah, it was Hella obvious to everyone except you.
- He would get nervous anytime you had asked to see his sketchbook, afraid of the little doodles he would always do of you being seen by your eyes.
- Oddly enough, you had been asking to hang with him a lot more.. it made him a bit nervous, but it made him happy too, so he had always said yes to your invites.
- You, on the other hand, were nervous as shit too. How you had managed to hide it so well? No fucking idea.
- You loved everything about him just as much as he loved everything about you. The little smile he did anytime he saw Cola, his big grin anytime he saw Cola, his gaze anytime he was focused on drawing something..
- Both of you were absolutely smitten for eachother, and the others knew it all too well. For some reason, the both of you seemed to always excuse the others obvious behavior around eachother as literally anything else except being into eachother. And boy oh boy, that made them very annoyed.
- You had excused a literal drawing of you Edd had given as a gift with little hearts surrounding you as him just being nice. He had also excused you being oddly touchy around him as you just being nice. The others were literally tempted to tell you guys, just so the two of you would date already.
- But it would appear one night their prayers were finally answered.
- It had been a night where the two of you had been hanging out again. The lights were off in the living room, the TV was on, and the others were passed out in different areas. Tom, on the chair. While Tord was laying his head on Matt's shoulder. The two of you were still awake as the movie you had all been watching still played.
- A rather stupid line had came up during one of the scenes, and you quietly cracked a joke about it while giggling as softly as you could as not to disturb the others. As you looked to Edds face, something about the way his face looked then had made you burn up..
- The half lidded stare he gave you, the relaxed smile and adoring eyes. That blush dusted across his face... you didn't know why he was blushing, but it made you a bit.. flustered on the inside.
- Looking away, red-faced, you began to try and move foward with watching the movie. He awkwardly agreed, and it left you two in silence for a while. Love. The word was so simple, yet the feeling was so powerful. The repeated image of his expression kept going in your head, making you have to refrain yourself from making any squealing noises.
- After a few silent minutes into the movie, a confession scene between the two characters had come up. After a full hour of them pining for eachother, they had finally confessed to one another. While Edd was smiling in the spot he sat in, you had fidgeted with your hands.
- Something told you to.. go for it in that moment. As cheesy as it was, somehow that scene had given you motivation. Before you could think any further, you then spoke; "Edd." The brown haired male turned to you, "Yes?" There was no going back now.
- You inhaled, and began to speak; "Uhh.. i- I don't know how your going to react to this. You.. probably don't even feel the same way, but I wanted to get it off my chest. The tru- the truth is.. i.. I'm in love with you. A lot.. you.. you have the right to say no if you want, but.."
- A gentle touch on your shoulder had interrupted what you were about to say, a touch so soft it made you tense up almost. "Hey, n-no worries.. i.." His soft English voice had said, "I like you too."
- In that moment, it felt as if the entire world faded away from the two of you. "You.. you do? I mean- i- o-of course you do! N-Not that is thought you were going to anyway, I just.. argh, sorry, I sound so stupid right now.." You stuttered, looking down at your hands.
- He laughed softly, "N-No, no you dont.. i.. I think you sound adorable." He smiled, immediately feeling the embarrassment wash over him afterwards. The two of you were now facing eachother, falling silent every few seconds.
- Edd then placed his hand on yours, your hand tensed, but awkwardly you held his as well. His thumb had rubbed the top of your hand, as the two of you exchanged awkward glances. Sure, this was a bit weird.. but.. it felt a little relieving. The two of you now had it off your chest, and now you knew that for sure, the feeling was mutual.
Matt:
- I don't think a mutual pining trope would be possible with him, considering he comes off as a very confident guy. I don't think he'd even consider that they may not like him back, and just go in blindly confident that they'll like him. So yeah, he won't be getting one unfortunately.
Tord:
- The two of you became the closest of friends after meeting in a comic store, he had made a comment about hentai and you had replied to it not expecting to receive a reply. But that had sparked a conversation, and a few minutes later, the two of you were conversing like there was no tomorrow. Exchanging numbers, Tord went home with the satisfaction of making a new friend.
- It had gotten to the point where the two of you texted ad called almost everyday. Calling almost every night, texting every hour. It was like the two of you never ran out of things to say to eachother.
- Tom had teased Tord about it, and of course Tord had gotten defensive over it. But he didn't really seem to care either way, as he just kept texting you with an eager smile on his face. You two had cracked so much jokes, to the point where he couldn't really keep himself from laughing. He had laughed so much at a joke you made on time that he nearly dropped his phone.
- One night, the two of you had been on call again. It was 3 in the damn morning, and you couldn't go to bed cuz you just.. for some reason neither of you wanted to. It was kinda like you two were stuck together. He had been joking around and one point, and you just listened with sparkles in your eyes.
- You loved hearing him talk. His sleepy, raspy voice with a norweigan accent had made you feel so.. safe. His chaotic, yet funny personality had made you smile a lot more than you should have. His appearance was so.. appealing to you.
- Wait.. surely you couldn't be-
- "Y/N? Y/N~?" His norweigan voice had called out your name, making you snap out of your thoughts. "Ah, sorry dude- i- I kinda lost myself in my own thoughts for a few seconds." You immediately responded, as your eyes widened with your newfound discovery.
- You were crushing on some hentai addicted guy, who you had only known for about like 2 months. Oh boy..
- Ever since then, you had found yourself a little more awkward and emotionally responsive anytime you received a text or call from him. It had also reached far enough in your friendship that the two of you could visit eachothers house now. So occasionally he would invite you to his house to hang out, or he'd ask to come to yours.
- One night, while he had decided to stay over at your house for a few days or so, you had been talking and he had been listening intently. You started giggling while the two of you had been joking around again, and he grinned; "Why the hell do you laugh like that?" He had said in a rather endearing tone.
- "Pfff- what- what do you mean?" You asked, curious as to what he meant by that. "Your laugh sounds like a bird-" He chuckled while saying that. You wheezed, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Am i Twitter now?" Quickly, you then proceeded to laugh more.
- Joking about you secretly being Twitter, you leaned towards him as you chuckled. Wrapping an arm around him, unable to control yourself with your laughter, you wiped an amused tear away from your eye.
- It was in that moment he had realized, the soft smile on his face had faded into a flustered expression. He had realized something.
- Did he.. like you?
- Nervously laughing as you kept talking, trying to seem as if he was listening, the memories of both you and him had played inside his head. It all made sense now. But.. what did this mean for your friendship now? You didn't seem like you liked him, yet he couldn't be so sure.
- As you slept in a seperate bed that night, and he played Minecraft trying to keep himself awake so he could think more, he thought about it. What should he do now that he knew that he liked you? By the time you woke up, he still hadn't figured it out. Well.. because he kinda passed out next to your bed with Minecraft still on, but whatever.
- He decided to look up what to do. Trying to flirt usually just made you think it was in a joking sense, seemingly considering you just flirted back with an amused smile. Sending subtle hints went over your head. Him holding your hand well.. didnt really do much to you seemingly, but it did do a lot to him.
- The red hoodied man knew he was hopelessly in love, but he just didn't know what to do about it to make you actually get the hint or make you like him. Meanwhile, you did like him back, but any hint or flirt that went your way made you just think he was joking around. And hurt you even more.
- Edd tried giving the guy advice, Matt too, while Tom just watched with an entertained smile. He never thought his rival would be in love, and he didn't know why he enjoyed watching his despair about you possibly not liking him so much.
- On a night in December, you hadn't been having a particularly great day. Tord had been flirting a lot more than usual which just made you feel hurt, you had heard him denying any possibility that he might have liked you to a complete stranger who had mistaken the two of you as a couple, you had been treated rudely by many people today, etc.
- Tord tried to comfort you, even if he didn't know why you were even upset. But then, as if a total ton of your heart had spilled out, you had blurted; "I don't know, I don't know man! Maybe if you actually realized I liked you, it would make me a feel a teensy bit better!"
- A few seconds passed by as you breathed heavily, you realized what you had said. Warmth had flooded your face, but more tears had flooded your eyes than the blood rushing to your face. "Wha- what? You.. you like me?" He muttered.
- "I- I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you spend the night with me today.. I should just go-" A force on your hand had stopped you from turning and running off, making you turn back in surprise. "W-Wait! Don't go! I.." He trailed off, and gently pulled himself closer.
- "I like you too.." He averted his gaze, whilst blushing in the midst of your eyes on him. You widened your eyes, "Wha.. you don't have to try and make me feel better, dude.. you denied it earlier this-" His voice cut you off again, "I know I did.. I didn't want to admit it to a total stranger. I didn't think you actually liked me back.."
- "You.. didn't think I liked you back?" Awkwardly, you smiled and nervously laughed. "Dude, what do you think I was so affectionate for?" He began to laugh a bit too, but the awkwardness stayed stiff in the air. "I- I don't know, I just assumed you were being you.." He smiled softly, looking away still.
- "Heh..eheh.. are you.. are you sure you like me back? You can tell me if you don't, I promise-" "Y/N, baby.. look, I like you, alright? I know that somehow you didn't think I liked you back, but i can tell you that I really do love you." He cut of you off, eyes full of genuineness. "And I mean that. We could even start a relationship.. if you want." He stumbled on his words, seeming unsure whether you wanted that or not.
- You nodded, and chuckled with a smile; "Y-Yeah.. of course! I'd love to be your girlfriend/boyfriend/partner, Tord!" He smiled again, the two you of you kept exchanging awkward conversation. But.. it felt as if the tension had been lifted off your shoulders. You liked eachother.. a lot. And you could tell this was the beginning of.. well, maybe not something beautiful when others looked at it. But it was the beginning of something beautiful to you both.
Tom:
- It was December when the both of you had met, Tom felt himself suffer as he watched all the Christmas decorations being put up. He looked up blankly as Edd put up the decorations. He felt like destroying it all with his harpoon gun, but he still somewhat cared about how they felt, so he didn't say much.
- You had been a stranger walking back to your not so far away house, and you stopped to look at the decorations. They were beautiful, so you decided to admire them. Tom noticed you immediately as he drank the hot coco that was alcohol, but Edd replaced it with hot coco because he didn't exactly like when he was drunk. He also didn't want him to almost destroy an entire town again so..
- You noticed him looking back, and gave him a thumbs up with a smile. He wasn't sure of how to respond, this hadn't ever happened before. So he awkwardly smiled back.
- The first time you two actually began to talk was the next month when you had seen eachother in a guitar shop. He was there because for some reason Matt needed a guitar for most likely one of his stupid antics again, and you were there because you wanted to practice guitar but didn't have one.
- When he had said "Lame." like always, you responded with "Cool." This was due to the fact that somehow Matt has already learnt a song on guitar. How? Do.. don't question it.
- The two of you somehow began talking from there, and surprisingly, he found himself kind of enjoying your company. You too didn't really have much of a fondness for Christmas, but not like a hatred or anything, you just didn't like it. You named your Guitar immediately upon buying it. And you also were a person who got drunk often. The only thing not alike in you two was your personalities.
- You exchanged numbers, and talked pretty often. But it was more of you just going over to his house or him going over to your house than the two of you talking to eachother on the phone.
- Tord immediately took notice of this, and began to tease him as much as he could, which would often earn him a punch or two. Edd did in fact point out how much he was going over to your house a lot though, and you were coming to their house a lot as well. Edd seemed happy that Tom had actually found someone he enjoyed the company of though.
- But unlike the others who took a bit of time to realize how they felt, it immediately clicked to him after a few weeks of knowing you. There was only reason someone could make him that happy.. and that was the rare occasion of him being in love.
- Nothing really changed about his behavior towards you unsurprisingly, only being a bit more closed off to you. In secret, he kind of planned to make you a song, but quickly crossed off the idea because he thought it sounded dumb. He figured that you probably didn't like him back anyway.
- As for you, it clicked one day when you had come over to his house again. Edd and Matt had surprisingly got into an argument over something, and Tord joined in solely for the sake of causing more trouble. The two of you watched from the sidelines, with a slightly entertained look on your face and a blank look on his. In that moment, you had asked if he wanted to just go to his room and hang out there.
- He agreed, just because he didn't really wanna get involved in the fight on accident anyway. So the two of you left off to his room, and began to just converse there. You pointed out his guitar, and asked if he could play a little something for you. He declined at first, but agreed to after some pleading.
- His voice was oddly calm and soothing, but it could get rough and loud when it needed to. He sang the lyrics, and you watched in awe as his fingers strummed along the guitar strings. As a sense of joy overflowed you, you had realized something.. oh shit, you were in love. With an emo British boy.
- Unlike the others, your mutual pining was actually pretty chill? Yeah, you didn't think he liked you back considering he just didn't seem like that type of person, but ya didn't freak out just in his presence or anything. And nor did he.
- I mean yeah, you did kinda tense up or blush a little if he slightly touched you considering he didn't exactly do that often, but you were fine. You on the other hand did touch people often(or at least more than he did if you aren't a very affectionate person), so there would only be a slight blush when you did that to Tom.
- The confession had only happened upon you having a casual conversation with the man. Calm as ever, you smoothly went; "Oh yeah, by the way I love you man." With a chuckle. He responded, "Yeah, I know. You tell me that all the time." But then you went, "Well yeah, but I mean it in a lovey-dovey type of way this time man."
- That was enough to make him spit out his drink, and make you burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Oh, oh.. sorry. Had to bring it up at some point." You wheezed as his now white eyes looked at you in shock. "Dont worry, don't worry, it's fine if ya don't like me back. I'd understand if you'd rather be with Susan." You joked, well- you yourself really didn't care if he liked you or not, but was figuring he probably didn't.
- To your surprise, he said: "Well, you'll be relieved to know I like you too.. I guess." He looked away, red dusted on his cheeks. Now that wasn't a response you were expecting, but you smiled lightly and blushed softly. "Oh.. well, guess I get a boyfriend after all." You commented with a laugh.
- Overall, you two are probably the chillest couple ever.
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Christmas with the Dork- John Egbert x reader
(I’m really in a Christmas mood so take this.
Tw: Nothing)
You rub your eyes as you scroll through your phone. Old messages, TikTok, anything that could entertain you at this point. You’re home from college for Christmas Break and you are having, not gonna lie, a pretty amazing time. Your mom and dad made a bunch of food. Plus, it was only the 23rd so that means things are barely over yet. They both wanted to know every single thing about what happened during the semester. Both of them especially wanted to know about your boyfriend, John Egbert. It got so bad that eventually, you just invited him over. Of course, they loved him.
You had been dating for about three months and had known each other since practically the first day. Rose Lalonde, one of your good friends, was in one of your classes and introduced him to you. Mostly because she said your personalities meshed perfectly. She was right, of course.
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putting a few of the ones I already wrote here!!
✨ John Relationship Hcs✨
-johns a REALLY GOOD FUCKING LISTENER and will seriously always be down to listen to you vent. he’s not the *best* at giving advice but he’s here for you like 🥰
-okay okay john can play piano right? if you’re interested in it he will devote HOURS to impress you. and he’s like. hella talented??? hello???
-loves to make inside jokes only the two of you understand CONSTANTLY.
-quite overbearing when it comes to kissing. it’s like a fucking overexcited dog.
-holy shit you wearing his glasses. he’s literally the equivalent of “hnngnfngngnfhdh 🥰🥰”.
-loves to hold your hand in public, i can’t elaborate he jsut does
-his hair. soft. he doesn’t even try to make it that way it jsut is.
-will make jokes 24/7 just to see you smile : )
-would totally make/buy a similar disguise to the one he has so y’all can match 🥺
-is a bit clingy tbh. but not in like an extreme way. it’s just comforting to have someone there for him when he needs it and he isn’t exactly sure how to express it besides just clinging at your side (oh no i’m self projecting on this one 😔)
-honestly??? doodling stupid things on each other with marker. it’s all for shits and giggles until he writes “i love you < 3” and then the both of you are all blushing and shit hngnfnfngng
-MOVIES. OMFG I WAITED THIS LONG TO MENTION IT. literally have a movie night at LEAST every other day. regardless. they always end with cuddles i’m sorry no arguments.
-has probably cried to you at least once from constant stress and not venting about his issues. the best thing to do is tell him that you’re there for him and hug him. hell feel super bad about pinning his problems on you but honestly acknowledges that you’re there for him
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john NSFW hcs?
John NSFW hcs
- a big switch, but yknow my rules :) either way, very gentle and soft in bed though and extremely vanilla
- sex with him isn’t often either but when it happens it’s very soft and sweet and very intimate for the both of you
- so there’s lotsa I love you’s and things of that nature and often likes to kiss and hug when you two have sex
- and he says it’s strictly making love, not fucking! Doesn’t matter what anyone else says on the matter. That aside though..
- he likes his hair being played with, not tugged exactly, just played with. Especially when he’s giving oral
- speaking of, loves to give oral, he loves giving to you in general and likes to please you a lot!
- like if he were to dom he’d probs just be a service dom, but anyways . He’s very sweet
- says no to hickeys but also doesn’t mind if you do end up giving him some
- despite being vanilla, likes shower sex and sex in other places so long as it isn’t risky and he knows you won’t get caught cause holy shit that’d be embarrassing
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could you do a john egbert x reader where theyre having a sleepover or sth, and john is being a little shit about wanting cuddles? also i just want to say your writing is great!!!
i figured a john one would be a good one to start with..
JOHN EGBERT <3 READER
You were having a sleepover with your DARLING boyfriend John Egbert. Currently the two of you sat on the bed, doing your own things, you were messing around doing something on your phone and John.. was doing John things!! or something.. you weren't paying too much attention to him at the moment(which he did NOT appreciate)
John sighed, very obviously trying to hint at his need for attention without actually saying anything about it. He huffed and pouted, but DAMN was the thing on your phone interesting as hell. John clearly was NOT having it, as he started to poke and prod at your cheek trying to make you look at him, resting his head on your shoulder to try and get a peak at what could POSSIBLY be more important than him at the moment.
Ultimately deciding that what you're doing isn't actually that important, he lays drapes himself over you dramatically, making exaggerated, longing sighs. "what are you doing John.." you sigh, finally looking away from your phone to look down at him. He just giggles, nuzzling further into your torso. You ruffle his hair "alright.. i guess you win.. what did you want??" you finally ask him "just.." he starts, his voice muffled by the fact he's still snuggled against you "just this" you can feel him smiling into you as he says this.
i hope this was good.
~mod john
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when i become creative i’ll ask for better things but even more john/reader hcs?
Even more John relationship hcs
- did I mention he likes to shower with you? Just a fun fact, he likes to do it to get shit done faster and also he gets to see your gorgeous body as a bonus
- he becomes kinda a clean freak as time goes by, so he starts becoming kinda a pain in the ass and is like “why is this here?” “Why is there DUST!!” he starts becoming a old man by the day
- starts flirting in the dumb and dorky way so the cheesiest pickups lines you’ve ever heard
- would be the boyfriend to want to match clothing, it’s really bad and embarrassing
- would do that for Halloween as well lol but it would probably be less embarrassing and more funny and cute
- likes to carry you bridal style and uses any excuse he can to do so, carrying you to your room, even if your not tired, if your leg hurts the ever so fucking slightest he is carrying you bridal style !!!
- he’s just a dork, but anywayz you know all his favorite movies by heart because of how much he makes you watch them with him and he’s totally just the type to be like “look look it’s my favorite part!”
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Can I ask for a fic with karkat shoosh papping someone or do I need to be more specific?
No need for further explanation Anon!! I gotcha! ^w^
Karkat x reader: Shoosh pap x45!!
You had a white quadrant pattern blanket wrapped around you. You were curled into it like a ball laying on your side on your bed. Today wasn’t the best of days for you, sometimes it’s just not feeling great. Or maybe it’s fine but you wish it was a bit better, even just a lil bit.
After what felt like a thousand years you sat up hopping off your mattress. You wandered out the doorframe of your room to where you heard the repeated crushing of what sounded like buttons on a controller. A very furious Karkat was biting his tongue slightly as he moved a X-Bug controller playing some sort of RPG.
Glancing at the screen it seems to be a boss battle with a giant dragon. A Part of you wanted to say something, or wave your hand, or just clear your throat with a “aHEM.”
Butttt there was also a large part of you that didn’t wanna make a fuss, you know how Vantas gets with intense video games.
Instead you try a softer approach! Blanket over your shoulders you scooted on the couch next to Karkat’s fury rage. Thankfully the sudden weight on the couch kinda snapped Karkat out of it. He instinctively hit the pause button on the top of the controller looking over to you
“HEY WHAT YOU SNATCHING MY BLANKET FOR?” The troll asked teasingly, which made you snort slightly then sink into the blanket some more.
“Just feeling a lil tired..” You mumbled
Karkat placed his controller on the coffee table in front of him with his expression softening some, trolls seemed to be able to sense peoples emotions a lot more. Karkat scooted over to your side so your shoulders were brushing slightly
“YOU SAID THAT YESTERDAY. HOW CAN YOU STILL BE QUOTE ON QUOTE TIRED? WHATS REALLY UP?” He questioned moving some of your hair away from your eyes gingerly with his black painted claws.
“I’ve just, been feeling out of it y’know?” You moved your head to nuzzle your cheek into Karkat’s leg. Which usually he would have kicked someone off of him for even thinking of such an act. But he let you stay there
You explained to Karkat what you’ve been feeling, some things, big things, stuff that’s been bothering you in your day at the time.
As you spoke the troll started rubbing his palm gently against your forehead, then stroking it some. He repeated this action with his hand very slowly. Which despite its difference to anything you’ve known it was extremely comforting. You felt like falling asleep on a cloud. Humming some you peaked an eye open up at the troll. He had a soft smile poking at his face, not seeming to notice you peeking. You smiled softly to yourself fully closing your eyes again and finding yourself drifting off.
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NEW FANFIC COMING RIGHT UP FROM YOURS TRULY!!!! 🥶🥶🥶🥶🔥🔥🔥🔥
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❧ "Blue Hour”
Chapter 1/?
Pairing: Karkat/Reader (Gender Neutral)
Word count: 2,101
Warnings: strong language
Summary: You and your roommate Karkat have a somewhat typical Friday night.
Author’s Note: First x reader I'm posting! Kinda excited :3 dunno if I'll continue this but it was fun to make regardless. I know x readers don't tend to be in first person, but it's my favorite way to read them so :,) you're stuck with that.... The whole theme of my writing is that it's hugely self-indulgent. since like. the homestuck x reader tag is super dead askhjfd
It’s blue hour isn’t it? I can hardly tell if there are clouds in the sky right now. Looking up between the buildings feels as though I might be about to fall into a deep, dark pool. The street below looks like it’s underwater, the lights from all buildings nearby look… tired? Like I’m looking back at the past through an old, sad movie.
The front door jingles and opens.
Oh, Karkat’s home. What the hell was I doing just now?
I could have sworn I was doing… something on my laptop. Oh, right. Just watching some YouTube. But, I paused it? To look at the clouds? I’m really out of it right now, I guess.
Unconsciously I shake the distraction out of my head. It hasn’t been that long since I got back from my job at the grocery store, I must have spaced out trying to relax to some videos. Whatever, there are much more important things to think about at a time like now.
“Karkaaat-” I announce once I open the door to the living room, drawing out his name as long as I could.
“Fucking hell! What!” He grouched something about just getting back home, a single moment of peace would be nice. He hides his startled jump by trying to put his coat on the rack by the door.
“You said you’re cooking tonight,“ I accuse, “and I have never been more in the mood for chicken than I am in this moment right now.” I point a finger at him like I’m in a courtroom and my last name is Wright.
Karkat makes a look like some sort of wince. “Uh huh. And I’m the unfortunate slob who has to do something about that.” It was almost phrased like a question. He exaggerates every move as he closes the door and steps inside.
“You are!” I nod “When you lost the chess match with John yesterday, you also made your roommate look like a loser, remember?”
“Yes, I get it, I get it. You’re annoying and I have to pay for it.”
“I’m just saying we both know John is going to ridicule me for even thinking about supporting you at the tournament so you should be the one who has to pay the medical bill for the… embarrassment. In the form of food. Tonight. As dinner…” He looks up at me from taking off his shoes, not amused and highly confused. “I’m losing my train of thought. You said you’d make dinner anyway! Why am I trying to convince you?”
“I didn’t even say anything,” he chuckles, “that was 100% you.”
“I picked up chicken and broccoli from the store today!” As I walked past him to the fridge, I hit him on the arm.
“Fucker,” he spits.
“And I’ll do the dishes like usual.” Placing the chicken on the counter, I reach for the broccoli-
“Just sit your ass down! If I have to deal with your sniveling prongs making a mess all over the meal block, (Name), I swear to God we are not having a repeat of pasta night.” He starts to make big shooing gestures, ushering me out.
“You really suffocate my creative spirit, KK,” I playfully sigh, knowing full well I shouldn’t be allowed in the kitchen with my track record of spilling anything that can be spilled. Sometimes even things that can’t be spilled.
“Last time I checked, we don’t need ‘creativity’ over an open flame.”
“You may be right.” I giggle. “Thanks for cooking though.”
He mumbles some affirmation and gets to work. My gaze lingers on his back for just a moment before going back to my room to grab my Switch. I’ll always feel guilty about not helping out but I know that even if I were more graceful in the kitchen, he prefers to have control over everything. I will, however, be within earshot if he needs an extra hand. Starting up something casual on the Switch, I plop down onto the couch.
Maybe there was something in those clouds today. I can’t stay focused on one thing for too long. I’ve abandoned the game, still holding it my hands while its quiet soundtrack plays. Every time Karkat uttered a curse over the food, I caught myself looking up, watching him for a while, then looking away.
We’d been roommates for ages now, since the last year of college. We quickly clicked, which was super fortunate for me. There was no way I wanted to live on my own after school, and as luck would have it, he wasn’t opposed to staying as roommates either. He, for the most part, enjoys cooking, I clean the dishes since he says he hates doing that, he doesn’t mind to remind me when I forget to do a chore around the house, and I’m not bothered by how he gets loud on calls with his friends. It’s such a ruminating day today…
“Hello? Do you have slime in your hear ducts?”
Eh? Ruminating over.
“Earth to (name).”
“I’m here! I’m awake,” I jostle suddenly.
Karkat just started putting everything on the table—the nice one we worked together to buy so we had somewhere to play his tabletop games. Though, it also takes up the majority of the small apartment.
“Sure you are. You weren’t even looking at the game, you looked like you were undressing the meal vault with your mind.”
A surprised laugh escapes from me as I get off the couch.
“Food’s ready.”
“Yay! Thank you again, it smells really really good.”
“Mhm.”
We squeeze into the chairs and dig in, it tastes just as good as it smells. I’m honestly pretty lucky Karkat is cool with cooking for me. We used to eat in our rooms, both because of the lack of a table but also because we both preferred eating alone. It’s likely we’re only eating here to get our money’s worth, but there’s still something satisfying about a warm homemade meal over a nice table.
“Kar?”
He only looks up in response, food’s probably keeping him from his usual yelling.
“I got a new game if you want to play with me tonight,” I swallow and continue, “since it’s Friday and whatever.”
He sighs loudly once he’s done chewing.
“Cooking for you and entertaining your screen addiction? Seriously, (Last Name), have I been put on this planet, cursed by the twisted gods who hide their sorry asses among the stars where they know my mortal wrath can’t reach, to be the player 2 at your beck and call?” Despite his long-windedness, his voice is softer than usual, making me smile before I even process what he said–a good sign he’s totally up for a game.
I perk up, “It’s called Heave Ho, I’ve watched other people play it so I got it myself. I think you’ll really like it.”
“If it wasn’t Saturday tomorrow I wouldn’t even think about it.”
“Yay!” I kick him under the table and he kicks me back just as hard. “This is super fuckin’ good by the way, I’d eat this every night.”
“I only followed a recipe, you don’t have to slobber all over my bulge about it.”
“Gross, in front of my chicken?”
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“Could you! Fucking! Hold on for one second! Do you think you’re capable of doing that?”
“Hahah-I’m trying, I’m trying! I swear to god the button is unpressing its-hahaha-elf!”
“It’s not ‘unpressing’ itself you’re CLEARLY letting go–just fucking–HOLD ME UP!”
“I AM! What! Pfft bahaha-you don’t think I’m doing everything I can?”
“You’re swinging in the wrong direction–(NAME) YOU–AGH-”
A short “splat” noise follows and I erupt in laughter. Karkat throws his head backwards on the couch and groans sounds of anguish into his hands. I can’t help putting down my controller, my character dying as a result, and holding my sides to try and keep them from splitting.
“You thought I would like this game?! You thought, no–” he turns so he’s facing me on the couch, “(Name) you thought,” he grabs me by both arms, which I don’t really process because I’m still laughing “You thought there was some way in ever-loving Hell we could play this game without me bursting a fucking blood vessel and dying here in this room right now?!”
“Sto-op!” I can only manage to squeal between gasps at air in my laughter. “I can’t–I can’t,”
“Literally the most hopeless display at cooperative gameplay I’ve ever fucking seen and you make me play every damn game you buy.” He lets go of me and I fall backwards onto the arm of the couch, still giggling away. Distantly, I can hear him also laughing. It fills me with accomplishment, knowing I chose a game he would enjoy. I knew this game would be ragey, but it’s also primarily skill-based. As long as he knows I’m trying, which he can trust from how often we play together, he’ll have a good time.
Finally I can manage one big gulp of air before I’m back in position. He was holding his head up with one hand, massaging the bridge of his nose, surely trying to hide the sharp-toothed grin he can’t shake. I knock my shoulder into his to snap him out, and after collecting himself he retaliates with enough strength to nearly push me off the couch. I rebound and get comfortable again, sitting cross-legged with one leg over his.
“We. Just-“ I giggle “-need to regroup.”
“Oh really? Oh really, is that all?”
“Stop it—I’m being so real Karkat I might piss if you make me laugh again don’t even test me. Pick up the controller, we can do this.”
“No, we have to do this. We’re going to beat this level.”
“YES! That’s the spirit.”
We muse over our plan a little more. Deciding how exactly we should angle our characters to achieve the perfect toss—right into the goal. A couple more failed attempts go by calmly, “all part of the plan” I repeat like a mantra.
A calculated silence falls over the apartment. Blue hour is far from over and the windows we forgot to close display a full dark scene of a quiet cityscape. Some bright apartments far away are blinking sleepily.
“FUCKING-“
“No no no, focus-“
Our characters swing, the game music hums idly, our characters stare blankly back at us.
We launch ourselves at the goal.
Everything is still.
A successful note starts to ring.
“YES HOLY SHIT!”
“Oh my god!”
We both start to pump the air with a wave accomplishment washing over us. Confetti in the game starts to fall and I turn to look at Karkat-
-at the same time he turns to look at me.
Both our smiles drop to surprise and a beat goes by. I push myself off of him and he takes his hand off from my back—
“I’m sorry, sorry, I didn’t realize I was so close-” I start.
“No- you’re fine, I didn’t… Notice. I wasn’t paying attention, sorry.”
We both nervously laugh. The soundtrack went quiet, briefly, before it automatically moved onto the next level with a funny sound effect.
What.
The FUCK–why was I–I had somehow managed to get myself half on top of Karkat while we played–and then when we looked at each other we were so close- and what the fuck he stared at me I think? How long did we look at each other? What the fuck was that? And his arm, I can’t-
“Oh man! We left the blinds open, let me just close them really quick.” I stand up, speeding without really thinking about it, to the window.
“(Name)?” Nope. Ignoring that.
I prop myself up by two arms over the back of the couch, moving so rigidly it nearly hurts.
“We beat the level! That’s pretty cool! So. Maybe it’s about time y’know we call it a day. Right? Yeah.”
He still doesn’t say anything while I start to pull the switch out of the dock and lock the joycons back in place.
“Um? Sorry, again, I’m just gonna go back to my room. So um! Goodnight!” I robot over to my door.
“What the- (Name)!”
“Oh, and for the food! Thanks again!”
And slam it shut by accident. I don’t hear anything from the other room for a moment, not for the minute or two I strained myself to listen. I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding and slump against the door.
Ever so slowly, I ghost my hand over my mouth.
Why am I freaking out so much?
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Author's Note: Yay! Hope you enjoyed :) I will mayyybe write a second part, bc this is definitely not finished haha. I dont know the best x reader tags! if you're willing to help me out id love to know :3
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Hiiii ^u^
Could I perhaps request Karkat x a reader who absolutely HAS to comfort him and is big on physical affection? Someone who finds giving comfort comforting hddjdjdnfjdj
Ty and have a nice day/night <3
Haven’t written for KarKat yet so this will be interesting! I didn’t know if you wanted a troll or human reader so I chose human, though I tried to make it as ambiguous as possible! Once again if anyone has any criticisms don’t be afraid to inform me of such!
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Karkat with a reader who needs to comfort him/is big on physical affection
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* First I would like to point out that every time you comfort him or like- hug him he doesn’t know?? What to do??
* Like at first he pushed you away but slowly got used to it, half of the time he still doesn’t know what to do and gets super flustered about it, he tries to hide his blush by burying his face into you.
* He’s super confused on what quadrant you consider him in, often forgetting that you don’t exactly have quadrants, so he sometimes awkwardly tries to calm you down when you don’t need it and it ends up being funny as hell
* Man’s the love expert but literally has no first-hand experience
* He does find your comfort reassuring and slowly starts talking about his problems to you, seeing you as a source of comfort that’s.. different from moirails, yet it feels nice and reassuring.
* After an entire life of hiding blood color and acting aggressive he finds it scary-yet-relieving to finally let his walls down and to be who he really is. There’s no stress, no fear, no betrayal just.. just you and him, cuddling while you both talk, and while it’s different it’s nice.
* He’s super touch starved so he absolutely loves it when you hug him and other types of physical affection, though he never openly admits it
* You’re such a breath of fresh air compared to everything else he deals with, like a safe spot among the chaos. He always comes to you whenever he needs a break.
* Just being in your company helps a lot, you have no idea <3
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Jesus christ i can't stop thinking abt dave strider playing with my hair i wanna cry
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Is this the year we revive homestuck fanfiction bc god damn where can a girl get a decent serving of dave strider good LORD
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Sano Headcannon Dump!
IT’S SANO PREESH TIME OH YEAH!!!
I actually made some of these while talking to a friend about Sano, you know who you are! Thanks for letting me gush to you dude!
-He’s really cold. Even when he admits that he loves you, you’re unsure of its value. Slowly, he warms up, letting you peel back those layers.
- It may not seem like it, but when you talk, he does actually take it in. He’s a doctor/scientist, his whole job is observing and taking things in. For example, yesterday you were talking about your favorite meals, and he was just kinda nodding off, seemingly not paying attention. The next night, that’s what you’re having for dinner. small things that mean a lot.
-He’s LOADED, like, he’s RICH RICH. He’s not afraid to pamper you with anything. Certified sugar daddy. Although he insists on pouring money into doing self-care, eating good meals, and overall great health, anything recreational he leaves to you. Making you happy makes him happy!
-He has shelves upon selves of old Japanese action/sci-fi movies. When he’s not working, you cuddle up on the couch and watch them together, and he’ll translate things for you if you get lost.
-On nice days, he’ll take you out to the backyard and have a picnic with you. You’ll eat sandwiches and salads, and he’ll surprise you with a special dessert. There’s always flowers involved somehow as well.
-He loves painting your fingernails. He just finds it so relaxing, and he’ll spend hours just layering it on, and doing intricate designs. He always does a great job, and he has surprisingly steady hands.
-He gives. The best cuddles. He just does. There’s no explanation, he just knows exactly where to put his arms. You fall asleep cuddling him often.
-Fangs. This isn’t even a headcannon. His fangs need more love and appreciation, so I’m adding them. Sano Kojima’s fangs.
Feel free to add more!! I’ll reblog them!
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