Fandom Oneshots

DirkJake (Fluffy Sadstuck)

Ship origin: a web comic named Homestuck

Type of oneshot: Fluffy Sadstuck
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Dirk Strider's POV

Jake leaned back onto me, laughing his head off at some dumb joke made in the movie we were watching. I stared down at him, smirking until I broke into a grin. I could never keep my cool around him anymore, Jake had ways of making me smile that nobody else would even think of trying.

He smiled at me, then wrapped his arm around my head, pulling me down and kissing me. It was awkward, seeing as his head was on my stomach, meaning that we were facing opposite directions, and this derp giggled.

My head was still hanging low, and as a result my shades fell off, onto Jake's face. He laughed and removed them, setting them to the side and staring into my flaming orange eyes. I took off his glasses so I could see his emerald eyes better, putting them next to my shades. Jake reached up and cupped my face, never breaking eye contact.

"I could stare into your eyes forever, Dirk." He spoke softly.

"Well you're going to have to look away sometime." I smirked and Jake laughed.

"I"m trying to be one of those sentimental boyfriends you asshole!" He lightly punched my chin, then brought my head down for another long, deep kiss. Once I pulled away, he began to stare deep into my eyes again.

"I love you so much Dirk."

"I love you more Jake."

"Yea that's probably true," he grinned. "All hell breaks loose when you get defensive for me, not to mention the fact that you become extremely cliche during those moments."

Each one of his words widened the grin on my face a bit more, until I noticed him yawning all over the place. After his fifth yawn I smiled, picked him up, and headed for my bedroom, grabbing my shades to put in my closet. He wrapped his arms around my neck and buried his face in my chest, sighing happily. Once we reached my room, I tried to set him down on my bed but he clung tightly to me.

"Babe, I gotta put you down."

"Don't leave me Dirk..." he mumbled, looking up at me with puppy eyes.

I chuckled and sat down on the bed. "I'm just letting you sleep, geez. You're acting like I'm deserting you."

Jake ignored me and snuggled back into my chest. "Don't ever leave me Dirk. I love you so much."

I sighed and pet his head.

"Let's promise each other." He said, bringing his head out once more.

"Promise each other what?"

"That we'll never leave each other. I want you to promise me."

With no objection, I stared into his eyes, making a promise I would forever keep. "I promise you, Jake English, that I will never desert you. I will forever be by your side, supporting you through every dumbass decision you make and surviving through every life threatening adventure you love to drag me through. Even when we're old and wrinkly I promise to stay with you. I will always love you."

"Well gee Dirk," Jake smiled sheepishly. "You sound like you're reciting your vows. I feel a bit crappy for not having much to say, but here I go. I promise you, Dirk Strider, that I will never leave your side. No matter how many smuppets you throw at me, no matter how much you're mad at me, you won't be able to get rid of me. I will start stalking you if I have to!" He laughed nervously, then continued. "I'll never stop loving you, mate, and I'll never let you go." Tears welled up in his beautiful emerald eyes, and he quickly tried to wipe them away.

"Gosh I am such a pansy!" He joked, chuckling. I wipe his tears away for him, pulling the blanket back so we could fall asleep. I got us situated, then pulled the blanket back over us. Jake snuggled up to me, and I wrapped my arms protectivly around him. Before either of us could drift off, I pecked his lips. He lazily smiled, then drifted off into darkness. I soon followed.

==> Dirk: Wake up.

My eyes flew open and I shot up. After a moment of brief panick, I recognized my surroundings and the sudden realization hit me once again. I reached for my shades but stopped when I saw the all-too-familiar glasses.

Goddammit, why did I have to put my shades next to his glasses?! Not that he needs them anymore.... Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at his glasses, and I furiously tried to stop them: Striders don't cry. But it was fruitless, and the tears came down in waves. I started remembering things about Jake English.

The way his smile always made me smile, the way his accent made me laugh sometimes. The way he told me he loved me. That day when he told me he'd never let me go. I pulled my knees up to my chest and sobbed. He told me he'd never let me go.

The door opened slowly and Dave walked in. He rushed over and sat next to me on my queen sized, orange and green bed, and hugged me. He fucking hugged me. What is up with up Striders today?! I further dissed our cool facade by turning and burying my face in his chest, staining his shirt with my tears.

"I....miss him.... so much Dave!" I managed to say in between sobs.

Dave wrapped his arms around me and rubbed little comforting circles in my back, whispering, "I know Bro. I know."

"He told me he'd never leave! W-we promised each other!" I wailed. Dave pet my head, running his fingers through my hair and softly shushing me.

"I just can't believe he's gone." I whispered, almost to myself.

"Why don't you go to his funeral? Make it the way he would've wanted it with all his adventuring shit and-"

"No."

"What? Why no-"

"No! I can't even stand the thought of him being dead, how the fuck do you think I'll be able to see his mangled body?!" I yelled. "I'm barely managing to live without him, how would I be able to trust myself at his funeral to not go batshit crazy, or start bawling like a freakin baby?!"

Dave's crimson eyes widened at my sudden outburst and I stopped screaming immediatley, feeling like a piece of shit.

"Just let me waste away in here Dave. You don't have to keep acting like you care."

"Bro-"

"Please Dave." I pleaded. "Just leave me. Go hang out with John." He nodded slowly and left my room. I returned to my ball of sadness, falling over on my side and curling up, tears still streaming down my face. I didn't try to stop them anymore. I didn't care.

Jake English. The boy who loved adventure.

Jake English. The boy who shined brighter than anyone else.

Jake English. The boy who I was madly in love with.

Jake English. The boy who was run over by a car.

Jake English. The boy who let me go.

Now that I've slapped you in the face with some Lemony Sadstuck Snicket, what should I write? (That is a hint that you should request something) Remember, I write oneshots from any fandom I recognize and any ship I hate or love. Just comment on this part! Or the first one idc.

Stay sweet my cookies (Unless youre a lemon cookie. Then stay sour)

~~Lily