I promised I’d write it for dearest Chaps because IT’S CUTE AND SHE INFECTED ME, so here goes >3000 words of this.
(Dave is a master of dating, no question at all)
Your name is Dave Strider, and in all honesty, you have no idea what you are doing here right now, or even if your whole idea with all the plans you’ve made and the effort you’ve put into it is any good at all. This might be because you are currently experiencing the biggest wave of nerves you have ever felt in your life, and this is confusing you to no end.
Click for sappy/cuddly and almost R-rated Johndaves. 8)
It has been an adventure of sorts, to trace your fingers on this map and try to guide Dave correctly to the place you’ve been waiting to visit all your life. At points, you almost gave in and admitted that it would probably be a better idea if you had a better guide - something not as archaic as your current methods. But the truth is the both of you persevered, and even when you got lost, with nothing but the neverending road stretching ahead and behind you, there were moments of solace to be had, times where the bigger plan would be swept under the rug because it was just the two of you after all.
Your name is John Egbert, and sometimes, for no particular whim or reason, sleep eludes you for hours on end.
I will ignore the fact that no one is online because it’s thanksgiving and upload this anyway because
and if I have to look at it one more time I will throw my laptop out the windowbe thankful for the johndave Thank you Paula for letting me draw this!
I am a poop. I’m sorry this took so long. Here’s the song link.
Your name is Tavros Nitram and you’ve been in love for years. And for one reason or another, your love could never be returned.
The object of your affections is Gamzee Makara, and you’ve known each other practically since birth, living side by side, tiny house thriving in the shadow of a towering mansion. As kids, you’d swiftly climb the wall between you to walk alongside him in his garden, bask in the constant joy of his wonderfully cheerful demeanor, until his father showed up at one of the opulent windows, sending for the butler to scurry you out.
Because it’s chaps’s birthday and she is amazing, okay?
Go shower her with love.
Your name is Dave Strider, but names lose their meaning when they’re not used for too long, and sometimes you fear yours has hit its expiration date quite a while ago.
Okay, the fifth part of this series is finished, two more to go! It was fun writing from Dave’s POV again, even if I had just done it for the previous fic. I hope you enjoy it anyway, and thanks so much to Goopi for giving me a deadline :’)
Your name is Dave Strider and you’re proud to say you’ve become a rather skilled piano player over time. You have no idea exactly what prompted your lessons from part of your best friend, but these last few months have been filled with them, and while you were frustrated with your lack of skill at the beginning, whatever was left of Strider pride in you urged you not to give up, and you are so very glad you didn’t.
aka Collection of >2:00 am mental ramblings on OTP, and preparation for something bigger.
Rated PG-13, implied Dave/John/Davesprite.
This is the first thing I’ve written for this fandom, and I can’t promise a next. But I’ve fallen hard for this pairing.
Summary: Gamzee and Tavros are living together, but sometimes they’re haunted by their own brands of darkness.
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff.
Warnings: Implied sexual activities.
Spoilers till End of Act 5.
Word Count: 650
Link for LJ
Also known as Green, and direct sequel to this.
Through Jade’s POV and this is the most Dave/Jade thing I’ll ever write in my life.
Also, I love how every writing adventure I had in the Homestuck fandom consists in a somewhat sad story ending in hugs. But I digress. Here goes.
Your name is Jade Harley and you have just officially decided that people are confusing and frustrating.
A lifetime in a desert island, only dealing with your best friend Bec and your beloved plants and electronic messages, has left you quite excited to finally meeting your best friends face to face. It’s just a shame that your expectations have been so thoroughly crushed.