dave has been shipping his friends unironically for quite awhile, and had shipped john and karkat BLACK especially, and has actually happened, but when he was watching them fight, he realized something was a bit off: john wasn't hurting karkat as much as karkat was hurting him. It seemed dave has started to ship them RED, and it looks like john did too. (this is like dave auspistises for john and karkat KINDA) ((also if any characters are ooc, i'm so fuckin' sorry. it's my first time writing shit, dave will most likely be the most ooc at the most, if i do make them ooc.)) ((I GOT THIS IDEA WHILE TALKING TO SOMEONE ON OMEGLE)) ((agh also, this has MAINLY johnkat in it, so if you were wanting johndavekat, its mainly only johnkat and some auspstice!dave and johnkat)) (WOOPS) ((ps. there is going to be tons of vulgar words, you would expect that since it IS a homestuck fic, bluh and actually contains ALL quadrants, but i'm not going to tell you how the pale quadrant comes in, you'll have to read it.WONK ;y )) (((Pps. Credit to chamberlainaquarius on tumblr for the cover!!!))) EDIT:THANK YOU FOR OVER 100 reads!!!!!! EDIT2: JESUS CHRIST 200 READS????!?! hOW Edit 3: what the fuck???? 300 reads???? God damn lol

Full version of Second Edition available on Amazon and via Kindle Unlimited. Chris Sinclair fades under a dark cloud after losing his mother to cancer. On the cusp of adulthood, he doesn't know where he should go or how to get there. But watching life pass him by was never the plan, and when he is forced to attend a concert in an attempt to coax him out of his shell, he discovers that life might have more to offer. Dante Heron holds the audience between his delicate bow and the tips of his fingers. He plays the violin as if every heart is his to command, but the discipline needed to perfect his skills has left him with nothing to spare. He's a fire that burns too bright or not at all-unpredictable and demanding. When Chris is unexpectedly offered a job to travel around Europe as Dante's assistant, or 'friend', he surprises himself by accepting. Their journey barely starts before Chris realizes he's in over his head. Every step along the way is fraught with tension, and the farther they go, the closer they veer to a breaking point. Invisible strings are at play, stitched into Dante's life by those who should have taught him how to love. Perhaps Chris is right to be afraid, but sometimes, what you fear the most is what you can't afford to lose.

A Cecilos fanfic. A new man came to town today. His perfect hair. Perfect everything. Was it to steal away my heart? ~Welcome to Night Vale~ SORRY I DONT UPDATE MUCH, I GET VERY DISTRACTED AND FORGET PLEASE BE PAITIENT THANK YOU!!! <3

Things have changed since Kyle Donovan was a kid. When you happen to be a famous rockstar, what you ate for breakfast has already been broadcast to the world before you've even had a chance to digest it. The hashtag gangs own Twitter and the fans have all the power. And now, unfortunately for Kyle he's trapped in a lift with one and the lights have gone out. I'm your biggest fan.......

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.