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Sickstuck Part 3Your name is Bro Strider, and your little brother is sneezing and coughing like a maniac. His friend isn't all that cool, hell he isn't cool at all, but you have to admit he is a nice boy. Hes been cooking for the three of you and you compliment him by saying that it is pretty good, which is the real truth. You gobble it down each time he lays it down in a very cool manor and try not to be disrespectful about the mushrooms, but you can't say the same for your brother Dave. They are unpleasant, but you will admit they add a strange, yet wonderful taste that settles in your mouth.
Your name is Dave Strider, and you hate these bullshitty mushrooms. John is now nice enough to make them as tiny as possible for you so you cant find those fuckers. It makes it a little better for you to stand them when they are so very tiny. You also find that when this friend of yours cooks, he makes a different recipe each time. You beg him to make cheese burgers and mac n cheese some time
Sickstuck Part 2Your name is Dave Strider. John is currently in your house and he is trying to cure your sickness. You tell him its because of the bullshit thats happening, but he still worries about you though. He made you some chicken noodle soup and had an itchy wool blanket wrapped around you to keep you warm and cozy. He hasn't left in a few days, he's been there the whole time except when he runs home to grab a change of clothes, and more food for the both of you and normally gets some things for your bro. You tell John he can leave, but he never does. He makes you watch shitty movies normally while he's there, and when he does, you want to make him pay, or even attack him.
Your name is John Egbert, and you couldn't be any happier than this. You are currently by the coolest guys in history. You grab him a cup of apple juice, and he says - at least you hope he says - thanks. You think hes pretty cute when he sneezes quietly, and then rediculously adorable when he sneezes loudly.
Sickstuck part 4 Your name is John Egbert, and Dave has been keeping you up all night long with his screaming. You wake him up and hug him tightly, telling him its okay. He pants heavily and touches you to make sure its really you, and grips onto you and pulls his head in to cry in your chest. Your not sure what to think once hes fast asleep again, you sit there, wondering if hugging him through the night would make it better, or even worse. You fall asleep as soon as he does, and hug him anyway, just to find out.
Your name is Dave Strider, and you have been waking up to bullshit. Your panting breaks through the quiet and you spring up to find John by your side. Hes clinged onto you, and wakes up as soon as you spring up, very fatigue. He rubs his eyes and stretches out to yawn. You look at him, dazed. His eyes were a perfect blue. He quirks his eyebrows, looking at you very confused. You suddenly remember to put on your sunglasses to hide your cherry red eyes. Good
Sickstuck part 5 Your name is John Egbert, and you really don't want to leave this wonderful apartment, and all of Texas. Dave sits on the couch, looking up at the ceiling with his hands folded in a proper manor. You kind-of want to go over to him and give him a big giant bear hug, and give him a little peck on the cheek, and hope maybe that he would do the same. Hug you, and maybe even if he likes you that much he will give you a peck on the lips, and maybe not just a peck, but a meaningful kiss. You really don't want to leave so soon, but your things are already packed, and you are already standing at the door. You know it has to come to an end, but now? Of all the times, it has to be now.
Your name is Dave Strider, and you are sitting on your ass wondering if you should do what about to do. Your best bro is about to walk out that door, and if you don't say something quick hes gonna be forever out of your god damn reach. You want to grasp him in your hands and never let
Sickstuck Part 9Your name is Dave Strider, and you are casually chuckling your ass off. You can't say its laughing, but it is something. John told your Bro to fuck off, and he probably is wanting to laugh his ass off as well. John is still standing at the door, probably blushing. He turns around, and...Yes, you were right. He was definitely red as an apple off his Nanna's tree. You don't have other family other than your Bro, so you can't say the same. John walks back to the bed, cooling off his red cheeks and ear tips. God, that was funny.
Your name is John Egbert, and its your turn to give Dave his question.
"Truth or Dare, Dave?" he chuckles a bit more, and hesitantly replies, "Truth." he answers looking at you straight in the eyes, at least you think. You can't really tell with those shades. Your a little surprised with his answer. Maybe cool guys think its cool to do truths? You honestly don't know with a guy like him. You look at him closely, but not so close
Sickstuck part 6 Your name is Bro Strider, and this kids dad is totally calm about him staying longer. You don't believe it, but you guess its okay.
Its nighttime, and the kids should be getting ready for bed soon. You call Egberts dad to let him know whats going on, and why John isn't home yet.
"Yo, mister Egbert. John's gonna stay longer than expected, just to let you know." You tell him very causually, and...cool.
"Oh! Okay! Is there any specific reason to it? Or is it just because..?" He questions you. It somewhat pisses you off, but you don't really show it.
"Dave caught a different sickness. Thats all that theres to it. Don't worry though, its not contagious. But it is kind-of unnatural for a Strider." You tell him, hoping no more questions will be asked.
"Would you mind...telling me the sickness he has caught?" You facepalm yourself in your mind. You really should've had a V8.
Sickstuck Part 10 ::LAST:: Your name is John Egbert, and it is officially time for you to go home now. You look at your boyfriend, and look away. He holds you tight in his arms and places his head to the top of yours. Your going to miss him so very much. He's everything to you. He's more than anything. You want to be here forever, but you can't. It is Christmas day, and you have to leave. Dave's brother wanted to go to go to a party tonight first before you leave. You all hopped into the cab when it arrived, and you left to the club.
Your name is Bro Strider, and it's time they heard the talk of being at one of these places.
"You two. When we arrive, walk in like your supposed to be there. Don't look like you've never been to one of these before. Just play it cool. John, if you squeal like a little girl when you walk in, I will personally kill you. Dave, if you get drunk, be sure to turn off that swag of yours before you pass out, or I will push you down thos
Sickstuck Part 8Your name is Bro Strider, and you are listening in on what is happening through Dave's room. It sounds like they are playing a gay game of Truth or Dare. You have no idea what is going to happen next, but it better be embarrassing enough to catch it on camera. You look down to make sure you have the shitty piece of electronics. Fuck. You forgot the camera. You go downstairs quickly to fetch that device before its too late.
Your name is Dave Strider, and you have no idea what that sound was outside your door. It made both you and John look at the door at the scraping sound. It almost sounded like a...cup? You should really pay attention to your surroundings. Bro could bash in with a sword, and a video camera. Also, if he does have a cup, you don't want to have to go and buy another. If its a video camera, bullshit. If its a sword, you better protect John. Bro is not someone you want to fight, especially when your a short little midget like John. You know this cause you
Sickstuck Part 7 Your name is John Egbert, and you just shoved Dave off the bed, probably killing his massive boner.
You look at him as he looks defeated and annoyed. You giggle at the sight of him trying to get up without messing his cool. He looks at you and says, "What the hell should we do now, since you just killed me back there." He gives you a blank stare, at least that's what you think.
You think for a moment, trying not to think about what just happened. Gosh, you didn't think you could tease him as much as he did to you. You look at him straight in the eye - you think - and tell him, "Truth or Dare could be fun!" you wanted to know what was up his sleeve, and you wanted to see if you could knock him off his horse. He raises his eyebrows as he gets up from the ground and takes your head into his hands. He makes his head leveled to yours, making you get a little shade of pink spread across your pale cheeks.
You've never bee
Bus stops. -Ch. 1-Chapter one.
Your name is John Egbert and you are currently waiting outside for your bus. It is a Monday morning and you are extremely tired, but you are also very Excited.
Yesterday Jade said that there's going to be a new kid in her history class, which you happen to be in. She also said that he is moving into a house that is fairly close to yours.
You actually kinda hope that he will be at your bus stop so that you could get to know him, because your only two friends are girls. Not that it's bad or anything, you just kinda wish that you had a guy to hang out with, so you could talk about... you know... Guy stuff! Not things like "So Rose, when you come over, Maybe we could do each other's make up!"
You look down the road to see if your bus is coming yet, but instead of seeing a bus, you see a blonde boy in sunglasses, which is funny because its the middle of winter and its not that bright out this morning. He's speed walking like he's about to mis
.:At The Park:.Your name is John Egbert and you're currently getting ready for your "date" with Dave.
You're really really excited and you want to make sure that you look your best, even though it isn't going to be much.
You comb your hair down so that it's more neat but then realize you look stupid and you mess it back up again. You quickly run your fingers through it and fix some of the little strands before you move to the bigger mirror hanging on your door that your dad had recently put up.
You're dressed in a pair of somewhat skinny but not quite skin-tight jeans, your grey spade t-shirt, and a royal blue, pull-over hoodie with a green slime ghost on the front right pocket. You also have a white and bright blue "I ♥boobies" bracelet on your wrist. You don't think you look that bad.
You grab your phone and quickly call Dave. "Hey, Dave?"
"Nope, Chuck Testa" He makes really stupid jokes. You giggle a bit at it though.
"Okay Dave, whatever you say. But can I like come over to pick you up now?
Bus stops - Ch. 5-You name is John Egbert and Dave has just kissed you.
"Dave your mouth did not just slip!"
"Yes it did."
" No it didn't!"
"You can't prove anything."
"I know, but even if it did, how could you have kissed me if it just slipped like that!"
"God dammit John. Stop making this more complicated than it needs to be. Look, you were just talking and good GOD your eyes are just so cute and the way that you were saying everything, it was just so amazing and I'm sorry I jus-"
You kiss him again, because he's rambling.
"I love you." You say.
"I love you too."
Dave wraps his arms around you and hugs you. You close your eyes and just kinda cuddle with him until the bus stops. Dave quickly pulls away from you and says "Don't tell anyone what happened, okay? You might get made fun of" You nod and give him a hug.
The next person to get on the bus is the kid who had pr
Something About You
This was too infrequent for Dave.
It's been a long time coming
Walking out during the day wasn't exactly his cup of tea, but Dave couldn't refuse his little girl. She loved the sun in all it's fiery glory; he could tell by the way Casey would liven up. Like a Morning Glory on the vine, she would close up and become dark when housed for too long. She would crave the sunlight, where she would bloom in brilliant gradient colors, her blue to violet radiance that lit her father's smiles.
I don't know where to begin
I don't know how to get out there...to see you
Dave smirked coolly, keeping his eyes somewhere around his sneakers. How poetic of him, to think of Casey as a colorful flower when he, himself, had no color to speak of. Still, he'd risk the very high probability of badly burning his skin if it made his daughter an endless source of joy.
I don't know where to dig in
I don't know how to get in there...to feel you
The park wasn't unpleasant in the least, anyways.
DaveJohn: Winter vacation part 1Your Name is Dave Strider. You are the coolest, most apathetic, most ironic kid in the world and what makes that even better is that after that horrible game so many years back you are now in college sharing a dorm with your best friend in the world John Egbert. Right now you are on winter break in which instead of going home the two of you decided to stay at the dorm and let anybody who wants visit you there. Somehow John convinced you to watch Christmas movies with you and you are now sitting on the couch in front of your stupid TV watching it's a wonderful life with your best bro. Who just so happens to be curled up in your lap with a blanket around both of you which for some reason you found romantic. He said it was because the dorm was 'cold' and he still wasn't "a homosexual" so you let the dork do what he wanted. One of your arms was draped across the back of your couch the other around John's waist a bit awkwardly. You seemed to stare blankly at the TV but your, thankfully hidd
Bus Stops -Ch 2- You are John Egbert and you are trying your hardest not to be noticed. You quietly grab a few books from your locker and turn around slowly. You had picked the wrong time to turn around. A boy walks up to you and says "Hey Egbert, how's it goin'?" He's at least a foot taller than you.
"E-Everything's fine, thanks." You try to turn and walk away but he grabs you by the collar of your shirt.
"Aw, John, don't be a party pooper. Stay here for a bit."
You tremble in your clothes. You feel like melting into a puddle on the ground but you don't. You just stand extremely still, except for little shivers now and then.
"Uh, sorry but I can't, I'll be late for cla-" You get cut off by him lifting you off the ground by the back of your shirt.
"LITTLE SHIT. IF I TELL YOU TO FUCKING STAY YOU FUCKING STAY." He shakes from side you side. You can hardly breathe and you can feel yourself start to get
Fragility: Chapter 2Fragility: Chapter 2
You spin around and come face to face with none other than the team captain himself, all 225 muscled pounds of him. Lunch wasn't even close to being half way over why was he here oh God you were going to regret this and you were probably going to die and suddenly you felt microscopic under his dim gaze.
Shying away with painfully slow movements, you peep, "O-oh man, I didn't meat to i-intrude! J-just let me grab my-".
You couldn't finish your sentence, what with your sudden introduction to the to the cold, hard, ceramic floor.
Your mind raced, oh god, what if you couldn't get away this time? The gymnasium and change rooms were detached from the main school - no one would hear you out here.
A solid kick in the stomach brought you back from your thoughts, sending you rolling back a few feet and you cringe before his strong hand pulls you up by the collar of your shirt. Your gut wanted you to curl in on yourself, but you had to stand up on your toes t
John and Dave and Feelings▲: i'm not gay!
▼: sure your not bro
▲: i'm not!
▼: its okay you know
▼: you can come out of the closet now
▲: everyone seems to think i am!
▲: what? no!
▼: everyone knows your not a homosexual john
▲: there are no closets to be stepping out of.
▼: except me
▼: i see the way you look bro
▼: no excuses
▼: just tell me
▼: im your bro
▲: no, but. dave!
▼: you can trust me
▲: i'm not.
▲: i'm really really not.
▼: and im not cool
▲: no but you are cool!
▲: you are the coolest of cool.
▼: and you are gay
▼: its okay dude
▼: just come out bro
▼: its just me
▼: im not gonna go around spillin your shit
▲: but i really don't think...
▲: i just get these weird feelings for uh...
▼: you like karkat
▲: i don't know!
Fragility: Chapter 3Fragility: Chapter 3
Okay so maybe going to bed that early wasn't such a great idea.
It's 4am, storming outside, and you can't see yourself falling back to sleep like this any time soon; your brain is telling your body that it's had plenty of rest. Blasphemy.
Your back and shoulder crack and reposition themselves when you attempt sitting up. A wince crosses your features and you fall back onto your bed, feeling quite defeated already. You reach over to the digital clock to turn off the alarm completely.
Turning on your belly, you reach down to the floor beside your bed for your laptop. It was only there because you actually decided to do some schoolwork before you crashed. You place it on your pillow, and wonder if you should use your glasses with this too.
Opening the screen and starting it up, you decide against it. You were near-sighted, not blind.
Now you weren't entirely sure what you were doing, but you guess you could waste time until you had to get ready for school by di
Sickstuck Part 1 I looked up and thought: Wow. This is what his house is like. Especially in winter...It looked like his bro was in the holiday cheer. there was Christmas lights and everything. As I walked in all I saw was Dave curled up in a little ball on the couch. He looked kinda...Helpless.
He was shivering on the couch in the living room and looked like he had seen a horrible thing happen. I got closer and closer to him until I got a good look at him. It was a good thing he was sleeping cause it looked like I was some kind of freak looking at him nearly a few inches from his face. I found a blanket in the closet and decided to go get it. I grabbed it and boy was it soft! It kind of reminded me of a really fluffy sheep.
I heard a door slam that sounded like a bomb exploding in my ear, and steps that were creeping close, also a swoop of some sort that ended with my shivers being almost gone. Bro was gone, and I was pretty much alone. Until all o
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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