||OK so I don't really care about 2nd person so it's gonna be first.||
==> Be Dave Strider The Insufferable Prick
"Come on, dude," I say. "It's one cookie."
John shakes his head again. "No way, I hate sweets."
"Dude."
"No thank you, end of storrr- whoa hey what-"
I end up getting tired of his shit, and deciding to take matters into my own hands, because I'm a Strider, and that's what Striders do.
"D-Dave.. I'm not a homosexual," John says, referring to our current position. Oh ya, did I not mention that? John's bent over the kitchen counter at almost a 90 degree angle, with me positioned over him, straddling his legs with my chest pressed against his. Why is this normal for me?
Anyway, my current mission is to make Egderp over here eat a goddamn cookie. I don't know what the hell he's got against the things, but it ain't flyin right now.
I grab a cookie from the box/ tin/ whatever the fuck it is and put it on John's lips, trying to force it into his mouth without breaking it.
Unfortunately, Egbert decides to make this harder on everyone in the room- and probably some who aren't- by not eating it.
"Egbert, don't make me force-feed you like a goddamn baby."
He just turns his head away from me in response. Kid's a fuckin owl, I think he just turned his neck a solid 180.
Damn.
==> OK shut up and give us John Egbert
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Dave is making me question my sexuality and I hate it.
Well I mean I don't hate it but I do hate it mostly because my philosophy has always been I am not a homosexual but now Dave's got me pinned to a countertop and I'm at a ninety degree angle and it's actually kinda hot but I'm not a homosexual so it's only hot in a platonic way but-
"Dude, hey, you OK?"
Oh crap. I shake my head no, still not opening my mouth in case Dave tries to shove one of Betty Crocker's evil confectioneries down my throat.
"Ya know," Dave says. "I could always just do this."
He puts one end of the cookie in his mouth, then leans down and brushes my closed lips with it. IMNOTAHOMOSEXUALIMNOTAHOMOSEXUALIMNOTAHOMOSEXUALIMNOTAHOMOSEXUALIMNOTAHOMO-
Aw crap fine. I give in and take a bite of the cookie.
Dave takes the cookie out of his mouth, moving away from my face a little. "I love how you only eat it when it's in my mouth," he chuckles. IMNOTAHOMOSEXUALIMNOTAHOMOSEXUALISWEARIMNOTAHOMOSEXUAL!!!
===> Be Dave
Ugh, that came out worse than I wanted it too. That's not fair, now I feel like I'M the one who's flustered, not lil' old Egderplane.
I mean, I'm as straight as a frikin' squiggle, but that doesn't mean that I have to go and practically force a cookie into John's mouth... right?
Eh, naaaa.
I keep on trying to make John eat the cookie, and even though he refuses most of the time, he does give in every so often and take a bite of the cookie. And I think his back is either really flexible or really broken, because I'm pretty sure that he's been at a ninety degree for at least five minutes... or more.
Eventually, he eats all of the cookie, after what seems like an hour of me promising that I'll only make him eat one, that I'll let him do whatever he wants for a day, and a bunch of other things, and he does eventually, but it was way too long.
"Dude, that took way too long for one cookie." I move away from him, only to notice the fact that he's... uh... blushing???
"Eh, s-sorry.." he says back, standing up straight. Yep, totally blushing.
"John, you OK?"
"Y-Yep!! Tooooottttaaaalllllyyyyy fine!" he laughs nervously.
Aw, screw it. "Dude, are you blushing?"
His face screams "Oh crap", but he just says, "U-Uh... No?"
"You are, aren't you."
"Y- Ya..."
"Why? It's not.." I gasp dramatically. "It's not me, is it?"
He looks shocked. "Dave- I'm- I'm not a-"
"Bro, just shush and listen to me. The whole world knows you're gay- Hell, even Jade knows, and that girl's the most oblivious thing on the planet."
"O-Oh... crap... well uh...."
"You like me, don't you?"
"Y-Ya..."
"I like you too."
He looks up. "R-Really?"
"Ya really."
"W-Well OK then..."
"Hey John?"
"Y-Yeah?"
"Can I kiss y-"
I'm cut off by John pressing his lips on mine, and it takes me about a millisecond to process what just happened, and then I kiss back.
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Whoa hey first chapter out.
Um, is Homestuck alive? Just like, I don't know... tell me? If you read this? Please?
Anyway, you can kinda see that my writing fluctuated through this chapter, starting off good, then half decent, then eek I don't know what happened with John's part, and then we're decent again, and then it takes a dive-bomb and a cliche turn at the end.
Woop.
Sorry for the awfulness that is my first chapter, I've actually been working on it for a span of... two?? days, so uhhh... ya....
Anyway, bye for now!
-Erin
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FanfictionIs Homestuck even alive anymore? Haha, I guess even if this doesn't get any reads, it'll still be something I can just do as a hobby. Anyway! Oneshots! With the Homestuck characters! Ships and x readers! Feel free to request anything!
