Homestuck imagines {DISCONTINUED}

Dualscar X Reader #1

There has literally never been a time you have hated Mother Nature more. For (period length) days, you are CONSTANTLY BLEEDING WITH CRAMPS AND BACKACHES. Oh, and can't forget how haywire the feels are going. It's like you have a price is right wheel where your feels should be and it doesn't stop SPINNING. Cronus, one of your best friends, has dubbed your menstural cycle as 'Shark Week'.
((A/N: That's actually what I call mine.... Cause the waters all bloody-))
WE GET IT SNOWY.
Usually, Cro comes over to take care of you so you don't murder anyone, but he was on a trip to (pick an awesome city) with Kankri and they wouldn't be back for a week.
You weren't very.... whats the word I'm looking for, oh thats right, LIKEABLE, so you didn't have any other friends who would come over and take care of you. Even if you did, how the HECK would you explain what was going on without grossing them out?
Anyways, you were now sprawled out across your couch with a bag of M&M's on one side and a heating pad on your stomach. You were watching the movie 'The Princess Bride'
((A/N: That's my favorite freaking movie.))
and were yelling at the characters.
"BUTTERCUP!! DON'T YOU SEE?! IT'S HIM! DON'T MARRY THE OTHER BASTARD!" you screamed. Your hissy fit over bad ships was interuppted by a knocking at your door.
"WHO THE FRICK IS IT!?" you yelled, in too much pain to get up. You could literally feel the person who knocked recoil in shock.
"It's Dualscar, (f/n)! Open up! Cronus told me to check on you."
Are you serious Cronus? You sent my flushcrush? I will hurt you. Just wait until you get back, you'll see.
"KEY'S IN THE FLOWERPOT WITH THE (fav flower)!!" you yelled, annoyed.
You heard the lock click as the seadweller opened the door, cautiously peering in at you.
"Hey." he said quietly, which was completly out of character for him. "Cronus told me what's going on." He sounded concerned, which made you feel really weird.
"He told you about my...." you couldn't bring yourself to finish that sentence.
"Yeah." he said, averting his eyes.
"Well," your face turned bright red at the idea of Dualscar's reaction to the mention of 'Shark Week'. Dualscar walked over to you and knelt down by you on the couch, his hand playing with your hair.
"How are you doing, (f/n)?" he asked you, his eyes filled with worry.
"Hnnnnnng."
"That doesn't help very much."
"Everything hurts."
"Like where?" he asked, still musing with your hair.
"My stomach, my back, my freaking uterus!!!! " you complained. Dualscar kissed your forehead, and you didn't even flinch. God, you were in too much pain to care.
"I'm going to go get you an ibuprofen and something to eat, I'll be right back, love."
Once again, you didn't flinch.
After a few minutes, Dualscar came back with your ibuprofen, a glass of faygo, and a (fav kind of sandwich).
"Here you go, love. I know my sandwich making skills aren't as..." he paused. "extraordinary as yours, but I tried." A small smile graced his features as he handed you the items he was holding. You took a bite of your sandwich, which was actually pretty good, popped a pill in your mouth, took a swig of faygo to wash it down, and swallowed. You grinned up at Dualscar, who returned your smile with one of his own. It was in this moment that you realized just how attractive he was. His jaw line was chisled to perfection, a small clef in his chin. His irises where a deep violet that were at that moment, filled with an emotion that you could say was-
No, it couldn't be.
Why would he look at you like that?
You must have misinterpretted it.
Dualscar got up from his position near your head and walked down to your feet at the end of the couch. He lifted up your feet, which caused you to groan in discomfort, and sat down, placing your feet on his lap, rubbing small circles on your calves. He looked so at home while he was taking care of you. Suddenly, your stomach twisted again and you were clenching your stomach. Seeing your pain, he quickly got up and lifted you off the couch. Your eyes widened in surprise as he held you to his chest, carrying you up the stairs to your room. He gently set you on your bed, covering you with your multiple blankets. He climbed in next to you, sitting criss-cross and stroking your hair. He looked down at you and muttered something that you couldn't quite make out.
"What?" you asked. His eyes widened and he replied, "Nothing."
"That's a lie DS. Now, tell me what you said!"
He looked away and repeated what he had said before. It was then, as he said those words, you realized the look in his eyes from before was, in fact, love.
" Flushed for you, (f/n). "
You grinned.
"Flushed for you, too, Dualscar." You pecked him on the cheeck, his eyes now shining.
"Matesprites?" he asked, looking vulnerable and shy.
"Yup~" You grinned. "By the way Dual?"
"Hmmm?" He looked over at you, his eyes filled with hope.
"I need a (pad/tampon)."
Dualscar then absconded into your bathroom and started digging through your cabinets.

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not mine