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Fight me! ~ Dave x Reader request for SilverReiraIt was 6:40 in the morning, 20 minutes before Homeroom bell rang. Meanwhile, [Name] was sitting out in the courtyard, tapping her foot impatiently on the pavement. How rude of Strider to keep her waiting! She sighed and slid her backpack off, awaiting the arrival of the cool kid.
As if her thoughts were a call across the heavens, She looked over and noticed none other than Dave Strider strolling towards her, his backpack slung over one shoulder. [Name] grinned cockily and approached him, cracking her knuckles and calling out.
"Ready to wrestle, cool kid?" At the sound of her threat, Dave bowed his head a bit and chuckled, approaching her to give her a quick, chaste kiss. He backed away, sliding his bag off and putting his fists up.
"Whenever you're ready, hun. You know the only thing sicker than my beats are my moves, unable to be defeated, set in place like a record's grooves, any-" Unfortunately for any aspiring rapper hoping to take notes, Dave's rhyme was interrupted by a fis
Jake E. x Reader ~ Hide n' SeekNow, here's a question. How is it that when you like something as a toddler, you hate it as a child, then think it's the most bad-ass thing when you become a teenager? Backyardigans, for example. Or Teletubbies. Perhaps some other pre-school show. But what about Hide n' Seek? Do you ever really outgrow that?
The answer is no.
No you don't.
And what's more fun than playing the spectacular, magnificent game with your friend in the middle of the woods? Well, probably anything.
[Name] sighed, leaned against the skinny tree she was hiding behind and rubbing her forehead with her hand. Dammit Jake. If only she knew where he was, so that she could tell him she gave up and they could leave to go do something non-"adventurous." The only reason she strayed from her dear laptop is because Jake, of all people, had asked her to. Stupid boy with his stupid charm and stupid good looks. For all she knew, [Name's] sexual urges could have a sitcom made out of them, they had the comedic ability. He'd nev
Dave x Reader ~ Face to FaceToday was the day, [Name]. Today was the day. However, [Name] wished that today was a better day. It was absolutely below freezing on her end, and since her mom was so frugal, the heater stayed on low. So, she had to walk around her house in a nice fluffy coat and scarf, mug of hot chocolate never leaving her side. But, back on the subject of Today. The day. The day, more specifically, that she'd get to see her friend Dave for the first time, thanks to the new video-chat thing she just installed in pester-chum. Allow the "Woot Woot"'s to commence. What a day this would be.
She stepped into her room, turning on her little portable heater to retain some form of "warm" and setting her 5th mug of hot chocolate down on her old computer desk. She set everything up, the sat down and huddled up on the computer chair, drawing her knees up to her chest. After taking a huge gulp of throat-burning chocolaty liquid, [Name] opened up pesterchum and sent a video request to the bright red,
Felt!Jake English x Reader ~ Compliments of...Ah, sweet sweet alcohol. Nothing like a trip to the best lounge in town to ease an aching mind and body after a hard day of work. Even being a mere secretary at the office was a difficult job, not to mention all the teasing and flirting from co-workers I have to put up with. Now, just time to relax at Roxy's Lounge, have a nice drink, and unwind. Solitary confinement at my table seemed to do just alright with me.
I was on my second drink, and only then was I starting to hit a little buzz. My eyes began to droop closed, and I sat there, silently contemplating the day and how I'd get through tomorrow. A noise broke my thoughts, and I could tell that it was from the bar, not my own constricted imagination. My eyes opened and I looked up, seeing one of the waiters place another drink on my table.
"Oh, no no," I mumbled, waving my hand away. "I didn't order another drink."
"Oh, it's a 'Flirtini.' Compliments of the gentleman in the corner, wearing the green suit." Without another word
Jake x Reader ~ Research Pt. 4 *FINAL*"It's...odd, but I don't mean that in a negative way. Though, if it's not negative, then odd isn't the right word. Perhaps, well, let me wring through my, if I do say so myself, EXTENSIVE vocabulary. It was...astonishing, and if we're going on that track, thrilling. Yes, I think I've got the proper wording down for this event, so I should continue on.
It's astonishing. I was here two weeks before I met this person, and in less than one he has opened my eyes to so much. In the sense that a tourist doesn't see the beauty of the land until a native shows the way, well-wait. That's near exactly what this was. But, disregarding my mediocre comparisons, I found that there was much more to the land on which I now reside than an untrained such as my own would-"
"Why do you implement such advanced terminology?" a voice cut through [Name]'s thoughts, and she looked up, seeing green eyes prodding through her journal. The little notebook was long since abandoned for record
Final! Jake E. x Reader ~ Hide n' SeekAll was well and good for [Name], one way or another. Besides the whole "nearly dying because I get wet over Jake English" incident this morning, the day had gone by so far without a hitch. She managed to get away from Jake and swerve about the halls stealthily, not running into him inbetween classes either. Finally, lunch time rolled around, and [Name] entered the cafeteria with vigilance, keeping out of a certain emerald-eyed boy's gaze for as long as she possibly could. She held her lunchbox tightly to her chest, sticking close to the wall until she saw a nice table with all her friends, including...ROXY.
More pissed off than the giant on top of the motherfucking beanstalk, she stomped towards the table and sat down in-between Karkat and Kurloz, glaring at her from right across the table. Karkat started greeting you in his weird as fuck ways, and Kurloz just sat there and...smiled. Like always. He never really does anything else.
"Hello friend." she hissed, opening her lunchb
Dave x Reader ~ Face to Face part 3[ holyshityouguys. I really didn't want to write a third part, I figured you guys would be satisfied with the two-part story. Oh, how horribly wrong I was. But, despite my laziness, I couldn't say no to you pretties ╮(▰＞△＜)╭ So here's part three, the FINAL PART.
actually it's not really even a thing it's just a closing and it's 6 in the morning with sickness and no sleep so i'm sorry for this ]
Thinking back, [Name] always felt a little embarrassed about herself. Did it really have to start out like that? Really? Relationships were supposed to start out by going out on a date, asking someone to the prom or, if you're losing hope, dating sites. Well, that would mean there were a lot of hopeless people in the world, since "1 in 5 relationships now begin on an online dating site!" But no. Things had to start with cybering. Ain't that just dandy?
She should have seen it coming, in hindsight. Not the cyber part, but just the feelings in ge
Jake x Reader ~ You gotta meet him! Pt. 1The dreaded day has arrived. After weeks of denial, begging, and failed attempts at using black magic to reverse time, it has arrived. The first day of school. And, for [Name], this day specifically means the first day of High School. The small girl entered the large building with a new haircut and outfit, a smile on her face, and her notebooks clutched tightly to her chest. Her older brother walked alongside her, unorganized binder shoved lazily under one arm and a scowl on his face seen so constantly it may as well have been trademarked.
"Alright [Name], I made my most transcendent attempts to warn you of the babbling imbeciles this torturous building contains, but I suppose it wasn't an ingenious idea on my part, considering you're still the overly enthusiastic blockhead you usually are, so go have a gorgeous fucking day listening to the genuine idiocy-transformed-into-sound-waves that emits from these teacher's mouths. May your ears be spared, so that I may hit you at the end of th
Human!Gamzee x Reader request ~ 2deep4meTick.
Ti-stop spACING OUT YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.
Your name is [F/L Name], and your self-control must be at unbelievably high levels.
Your peculiar boy-friend here, Gamzee, has been doing nothing, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, besides sit in one of the two bean-bags in his room and stare at his wall. You sat next to him, staring at him and anticipating the moment when he would snap out of that trance he was in and tell you what was on his mind.
"Gamzee?" you ask, waving a hand in front of his face. After a second, he slowly begins to turn to you, a look of horror, realization, and fascination on his face.
"Eggs are just liquid chickens."
"Time doesn't exist. Clocks exist."
"Ice-cubes float in their own motherfucking BLOOD." At this point, he grabbed your shoulders, leaning forward and cuddling into you.
"What would happen if you put a ceiling fan on a wall?" You put your hands on his head, running your fingers through his hair.
USB [Dirk x Reader] It was the last day of the Spring term people were chatting, messing around, being idiots like they always are, the sun was shining and everyone was happy. Well, maybe except you.
You see, it was suppose to be the the most fun day of the Term since in most of the lessons the teachers either let you chill and watch a movie or finish of the lest lesson's work. To you though it wasn't as fun as it should be.
In the morning some random guy you exchanged few words with began pissing you off, you told him to stop but he ignored you; at some point he pushed you over your line and you ended up on Lunch detention for slapping him across the face so hard the contact with your hand made him fall onto the floor. Nevertheless you were proud of yourself because now he didn't dare to come any way near you.
And here you are walking out of the detention room and heading over to the Canteen where your friends are eating lunch. You don't have many friends maybe four or five. You have your own littl
One Of THOSE Nights ~ Dirk x Reader
Okay, what the fuck? I thought, attempting to roll over. I was greeted with a familiar face. Dirk fucking Strider was on my futon. Asleep next to me. My head pounded with a hell of a hangover, and I tried to remember what the hell had happened last night.
I registered the fact that I was in a skimpy pair of shorts and a tanktop. My mind screeched at me, No good, go change, you, slutty clothes, and Dirk Strider should not mix!!!
I made a move to get up.
Dirk made a sleepy groaning noise and yanked me back down.
“No. Sleep.” Dirk’s voice was clouded with drowsiness, and I had to admit, it was pretty damn incredible to see him like this.
“I need ibuprofen and coffee. Get off me, Dirk.” I sat up again, only to be met with the same reaction as last time. When I came back down, however, Dirk wrapped his other arm around me and pulled me in closer to him. He was stupidly warm and comfortable.
Dirk x Reader - Roll Up
It’s about 12 o’clock in the afternoon and you’re sitting on the couch, curled up to your boyfriend, Karkat Vantas. The two of you are watching rom coms on a new flat screen that you had bought. You were excited to test it out, considering the fact that it took you months and many paychecks to obtain. You certainly enjoyed it and it seemed that Karkat did, too.
“[Name], get dressed.” Karkat says in a usual growling and demanding tone. “After this movie, we’ll go get something to eat.” You nodded and crawl out of your position to get dressed.
You head for yours and Karkat’s bedroom, where all of your clothes are kept. Karkat has few pairs of pants or shirts, so your clothes basically take up most of the storage in the room. You open the middle drawer on the dresser and grab a pair of skinny jeans. You then open the closet to grab your favorite [f/c] t-shirt.
The closet is so dark; you slightly step in to turn on the light. You kick s
Dirk x Reader - The Cafe [CH1]“Bro, c’mon. I’ve got to get to work.”
“I’m comin’, little dude. Just give me a minute.”
Dirk looked at himself in the mirror. He brushed his hair into its usual style. He fixed his glasses, making sure they weren’t crooked or anything. He wanted to look perfect and damn, was he good at look perfect. He finally straightened his shirt and walked out of the bathroom.
“All you’re doing is taking me to work, and you had to dress up like you’re going to some apple juice fest.” Dave rolled his eyes and walked with Dirk out to the car.
Every morning at precisely 10:00 a.m., Dirk would drive his little brother to his job at the café. He himself wasn’t really a job person, so he usually only made money if he went on treasure hunting adventures with Jake or drawing commissions for people on deviantArt. He surprisingly made about the amount as Dave, even if he didn’t work as much (Dave always hated th
Bro Strider x Reader: SLENDERMAN!You shivered as you clicked the Slender icon on your desktop. You knew you were going to regret this to the final days of your natural born life. You readied your heart so it wouldn't have a heart attack, and then you waited for it to open. You then stared at the start menu before a thumping sound was heard. You immediately screamed.
You breathed heavily and gathered yourself before you came downstairs. Looking around nervously, you crept over to the door and took a 20 dollar bill from your pocket. You then swung the door open and threw the 20 dollar bill at whoever it was.
"Uh, thanks ?"
You look up at the sunglasses of Dirk- No, I meant Bro- Strider.
"Oh, sorry about that, Bro." you say nervously. "I was just about to play Slender and"
Bro held up his fingerless-gloved hand and nodded.
"I get it."
"Um, so do you want to, uh, come up and ?" you said with the awkward burdening you. Bro looked at you, and then he stepped in
Dirk x Reader - The Cafe [CH2]Dirk pulled into the coffee shop parking lot and stopped so that Dave could get in the car. His shift was over and Dirk was there to pick him up, as usual. Dave got in the car; however, he was completely silent, which was odd for him.
“Did you have a good day at work?” Dirk asked.
“Yeah, it was okay,” Dave answered, “Nothing really happened, except the boss was mad at one of the workers today.”
Dirk blinked. “What happened, little bro?”
“Oh, it had to do with the waitress this morning, y’know, the one you were hitting on.” Dave shook his head at his brother disapprovingly. “She wouldn’t stop talking about you and now you got her in trouble. Nice going, bro.”
Dirk was surprised. He didn’t think that [Name] would really care. It was a café and she saw bunches of people every day. All he had done was compliment her drawing. Why did that matter?
“Okay, first off, I wasn’t hitting on her,
Loads of Trouble - JohnxReaderxDave
You sighed as you walked down the streets past the multitudes of coffee shops and clothing boutiques. Jade and Rose had just texted you apologizing that they couldn’t make it to the meet up with you. You hoped that finally all five of you guys could at least have one day where you all hung out, but that seemed impossible nowadays. You put away you phone and continued to walk to the park where it was said you guys would meet up. You turned the corner only to see two familiar figures. One was clad in blue and the other in red. They seemed to be in a fist fight and attracting a whole lot of attention.
Your eyes widened and you ran over to them, nudging past the dense pact of bodies circling around the boys. You finally arrived to the middle where both of the boys were immersed in their fight. “John! Dave! Stop it you two!” You shouted dodging the punches from both boys.
“I am so gonna kill you Strider!” John yelled drawing back his arm, about to punch Dave.
Worry (Dirk Strider x Reader)Agenda:
(f/n) = first name
(l/n) = last name
(f/c) = favorite color
Worry (Dirk Strider x Reader)
It was a sunny day in Houston, Texas as you and your best friend a.k.a crush, Dirk were hanging out at the beach.
"(f/n) you wanna go swimming already?"
He said as he took off his shirt and pants.
You replied as you too were taking off your shirt and shorts revealing your (f/c) bikini.
"Last one is a sissy girl!" said Dirk as he ran off.
"You cheater!" and then you ran off.
You both splashed in the cool water.
You two were laughing and splashing water to each other.
After that Dirk was gone...
You were worried... That maybe he was eaten by a shark or maybe he drowned... But how ca he drown... He knows how to swim... Your only option was that maybe a ---
"Hahahahahahahaha! Got ya!'
"I so hate you Dirk! You worried me! I thought you were eaten by a shark! You are so G-r-r-r!"
"Hahahaha! I'm sorry (f/n)!" he said as he wraps his arms around your waist.
Then vs. Now ~ Dirk x Reader
[A/N: This is an AU where Dave and Dirk are in the same time period and Dave’s actually around to strife and take care of Dirk. Just clearing that up.]
“(Babyish version of your caretaker’s name)! Wan’ go plaayyyyyy!” you whined, tugging on your (caretaker)’s hand.
“Alright, alright.” (he/she) chuckled, picking you up and putting you in the stroller. The two of you then left home, headed for the playground.
Once at the playground, you began toddling all over the place; sliding down the slide, crawling up the stairs, swinging in the baby swings. Suddenly, a noise caught your attention. You cried out, wiggling in the swing. After you were let down, you took off, heading towards the sound as fast as you could move.
A boy with a big black pointy thing on his face was playing on the bigger playground. He looked like he was your age, but he was much better at walking than you. The only thing on your mind was getting to him, because you felt lik
Dirk x Reader (Really really short)~ Sugoi as hell"Come on [Name]. You promised me," Dirk called out to the bathroom door, slightly ajar. His lopsided smirk complimented his now shades-less face, his hair slightly disheveled.
"No! This makes me look...ridiculous!" retorted a meek voice from the bathroom. Dirk sighed and stood up, knocking on the wall besides the door with his smirk still firmly into place.
"C'mon. I dressed up and acted like Johnny Depp for an entire night just for you. Now it's your turn."
He backed away from the door, crossing his arms and waiting. Finally, the door creaked open and out walked [Name], wearing an uncouthly short maid outfit, complete with hairband and stockings, the whole deal. Dirk couldn't see her face, since she was staring at the ground, but he could guess she was blushing profusely. He chuckled and took a long time to look her up and down, taking in every detail before stepping forward and wrapping his arms around her.
"How do I look?" she asked timidly, leaning against him as
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