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Roommate: A Dave FanfictionYou enter the apartment area with mixed feelings.
You're sharing the place with another guy; who he is you don't even know. Your friend Jade said he'd pay for half of the rent cost though, and besides, he needs the interaction as much as you do.
Okay, she had mumbled that part. Probably you weren't supposed to hear it. You only asked about the part pertaining to you though.
She said that you were a little different from other people, but not too much, so you and Dave? would get along.
You didn't really see how you're that different. You'd just been through a lot of shit. Getting harassed by people because you didn't like the same things, had a bad childhood etc, etc.
Jade said it's important because you're accepting of people, and that's exactly what he needs! Well he doesn't really need it but it'd help him, she thinks.
You just shrugged, at the time. She has some mad intuition, and you're not gonna try your luck against that kind of crazy shit.
So you walk to the door of your ne
The Archer Can HoldWhen a troll met misery head on with no lusus to help them, they were doomed to their own fits. Eridan would mope. Equius would make himself seem useful. Tavros would call over a friend and lose himself in happier conversations. And Vriska would hide.
Which was exactly what she was doing.
She'd fume and fuss, spout about her every failure and let down, tug at her hair until she began to sprout tears in the corners of her eyes and then sob brokenly in the farthest, darkest corner of her closet.
But she'd always know he was there.
Equius could see it when she'd shout at her husktop. To anyone else, it seemed just about normal. Shouting for Vriska was like licking for Terezi: it was a natural part of their day, almost done out of instinct. But this shouting was a little different, as Vriska would fumble over words and pause as she searched for appropriate insults. Then she'd shut the husktop hard. Stomp around the hive, passing him as if he wasn't even there, never looking at him, not wan
Still Not Your GirlAN: Please read description before reading
You locate your girl as--...
You locate the girl as you warp into a new place. There is a volcano behind you and melting, steaming snow beneath you. The girl and someone else are holding lots of frogs.
You hate frogs.
You absolutely hate frogs, and seeing so many of them almost sends you into a psychotic rage. It only doesn't send you into said rage because you were psychotic to begin with.
With a simple movement of your wings, you soar down to the ground, snarling like the Devilbeast you are as you land with a slight crunch in the snow.
You aren't sure where the term Devilbeast came from, but it is quite apt, so you decide to allow it to remain in your mind.
There are far too many frogs around your girl. There is also a stranger near her.
Near the girl. The.
Both the frogs and the stranger are highly unacceptable, and you will dispatch of them.
Your girl and the stranger both draw weapons; she has a ma
BittenThe night was awash with the sound of rain. It dripped through the trees, sliding down leaves and along branches, through the grooves of tree bark, only to fall upon the underbrush and, finally, the ground. A few raindrops found their perches on other thingsanimal fur, beading on the feathers of birds, and a select few collecting on a lone woman. Though she sat beneath a tree, eyes closed and head relaxed against the rough bark of a tree trunk, she was not completely out of the rain. It trailed down her pale cheeks like tears, dampening her dark hair and collecting in her ripped, dirty, bloody clothing. In spite of the cold and damp, she seemed to be at peace. She could almost forget the open wound on her leg.
It bled sluggishly still, with droplets of blood that mixed with the rain and dripped to the ground beneath her. The wound was a bite, and a bad one. The teeth marks were obvious, and they looked human. She hadn't bothered to wrap her leg, since it was already infected. Any
Little EriAnother quiet night, You had long stopped trolling Feferi and even though you knew nobody was online, something urged you to check.
You noted the name caligulasAquarium near the bottom and smirked- maybe a little late night Eridan torture would cheer you up- you were In one of your rather more sadistic moods- maybe bringing him down would help, everyone else said it always helped them after all.
twinArmageddons (tA) began trolling caligulasAquarium (cA)
cA: Hi, Im Ewidan- I'm 3 swweeps old!
tA: oh uh hii Eriidan, ii'm 2ollux- ii'm 6 2weep2 old.
cA: wwhoa, weally? That's weally cool
tA: yeah, ii gue22 iit ii2- but iif your only 3 2weep2 old why are you on the computer 2o late?
cA: Sollux, can I tell you a secwet? Wwill you promise not to tell anyone?
tA: 2ure, ii wont tell a 2iingle troll.
cA: wwell I wwas hopin someone might be online and maybe they wwould talk to m
A Scarf For Her BirthdayAN: Please read description before reading
"Hey, Jade. Did you get my gift?"
"Yes, I did," Jade said into her cell phone with a smile. "It's sitting right here in front of me, waiting to be opened like... Like Karkat waits until he's calm to make a comment."
Dave's laughter was soft on the other end of the phone. "Like the shit waits to fly of the handle?"
"Like a Strider waits to drop a sicknasty beat."
"So, not waiting at all?"
Jade grinned. "My hands are on it right now. Woopsie, my finger slipped inside!"
"Jade, don't say that."
Dave sighed, the sound distorted by the phones. "Never mind. Go ahead; open it up."
"I am, I am," Jade said, holding her phone to her ear with her shoulder, opening the box carefully and slowly.
Dave was silent for a while, waiting. "So? What do you think?"
"I," Jade began and then swallowed. "I think I'm glad I already sent your present."
"Because," Jade murmured. "If I hadn't already sent it, I would change my mind right now and not
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