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It 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 fist flying towards his face, which he promptly blocked. "Hey! You're jeopardizing the beats, here. Not cool, babe."
"Then do something about it!" [Name] retorted, throwing a couple more punches and even the occasional high kick. A small crowd had gathered to watch their little dance, and they paid it no mind, continuing to hit and block, managing to land the occasional blow.
After about four minutes, [Name] fell over, and Dave followed a second after. The audience disbanded, and they were left sitting there, panting and smiling.
"Dave?"
"Yeah, pumpkin?" [Name] looked over at him, raising her eyebrow.
"Do you think our relationship is freaky?"
Dave hesitated for a moment, contemplating this before shrugging and leaning over to give her another kiss, longer this time. "Suits me just fine."
She smiled and kissed back tenderly. "Yeah, me too." She rubbed a bruise on Dave's cheek, smiling. "You need to work on your defense."
Dave snorted, ruffling [Name]'s hair with a grin. "You need to get stronger. You hit like a girl."
"You wanna bet?! How about a round TWO?!"
"Bring it!"
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 fist flying towards his face, which he promptly blocked. "Hey! You're jeopardizing the beats, here. Not cool, babe."
"Then do something about it!" [Name] retorted, throwing a couple more punches and even the occasional high kick. A small crowd had gathered to watch their little dance, and they paid it no mind, continuing to hit and block, managing to land the occasional blow.
After about four minutes, [Name] fell over, and Dave followed a second after. The audience disbanded, and they were left sitting there, panting and smiling.
"Dave?"
"Yeah, pumpkin?" [Name] looked over at him, raising her eyebrow.
"Do you think our relationship is freaky?"
Dave hesitated for a moment, contemplating this before shrugging and leaning over to give her another kiss, longer this time. "Suits me just fine."
She smiled and kissed back tenderly. "Yeah, me too." She rubbed a bruise on Dave's cheek, smiling. "You need to work on your defense."
Dave snorted, ruffling [Name]'s hair with a grin. "You need to get stronger. You hit like a girl."
"You wanna bet?! How about a round TWO?!"
"Bring it!"
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[: fight :] [: dirk strider :]
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[fight ; acapetley/lonelyScribbler]
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Slowly carrying the woman in his arms, he walked into the small bathroom and sat her down on the edge of the sink. The white tiles floors began to stain from the drops of blood falling from her badly scraped knees and bruised crown as the boy held a soaked tissue to her forehead.
Her head hung low as he began running water into the tub, her [h/l] [h/c] hair covering her shameful face, it’s tresses tangled and dirty from the recent events. Pulling the shower curtain away from the water, he poured her body wash into the tub until suds began to form
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Sollux x Reader: Homesick (Request)
Rating: [PG]
Warning: [Karkat's mouth]
Shivering, you tried to cover nose with your warm scarf. It was severely frigid outside, but you were undoubtedly bored in your lonely, desolate place you called "home." So you decided to walk in the deep, crisp snow to your friends', Sollux and Karkat's, house. You hadn't called either of them, nor had you pestered them about trotting to their place. It would be a nice surprise for them, wouldn't it?
As you caught a glimpse of his and Kk's hive, you started to pick up your pace. Man, you seriously didn't want to be in this cold any longer. Dashing to the door, you grabbed the door handle and
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Kankri x Reader: Unusually Forgetful (Request)
Rating: [PG]
As usual, you went to Kankri's hive after you finished doing your errands and tasks. You had the key to the house so you could've easily unlocked the door by yourself and walked in. But instead you knocked, because one; you didn't want to be lectured by Kankri ever and two; you were sort of a timid person and you thought it would be rather rude to enter a house without permission. You'd never forget to knock. However, Porrim had insisted you had take a spare key since you were a close moirail to both her and Kankri.
Porrim opened the door and stepped aside for you to enter; the ordinary.
"I don't even know why I
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It is 5 in the morning and I wanted to get this request out of the way. Now, I know y'all love Dave, but I WILL NOT CONTINUE THIS OH MY GOSH. Anyways, I hope you like it, SilverReira! ♥
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Cami: Do you th!nk our relat!onsh!ps freaky?
Me: nope
Me: nope