Hi guys! I haven’t been on in a long time. I’m so sorry. :( I might post a request tonight, so don’t worry!
asdfghj this is a really cute ship uwu
“HOLY CRACK NUGGETS. WHY AM I DOING THIS? THIS IS GOING TO RESULT IN MY DEATH BY HYPOTHERMIA,” Karkat screamed after dipping half of his foot in the pool water.
“Oh calm down, silly! You will get used to it! Bodies adjust to different temperatures, remember?” Feferi stuck out her tongue and squinted her eyes. Karkat growled quietly and looked back at the water.
“If I die it’s all on you. You have to pay for my funeral and invite guests. And no one will like you because you killed their glorious, beloved Karkat.”
“Yeah yeah, I hear ya,” Feferi said, rolling her eyes, as she pushed Karkat into the pool.
“HOLY CRAP WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT STOP OH MY GOSH IT’S SO COLD PEIXES I SWEAR I’M GOING TO GET YOU,” Karkat yelled as he resurfaced.
“This is funny. Earth cats hate water and you seem to be acting a lot like that, Karkat.” Feferi started to giggle at her attempt at wordplay.
“Hardy freaking har. Man are you some type of laughter inducing professional? Wow I can barely breathe. Good one.” Karkat wasn’t having as much fun as Feferi was. “Well now that I’m in here you better get your butt in here. If I’m going to die freezing my buns off, so are you.”
Feferi practically flew into the water, doing a flip and then a canon ball and splashing Karkat all over. He, of course, complained and screamed but all Feferi could do was laugh at him. He was always so dramatic.
“Well now that we are in the water and adjusting, we can begin your lessons! First step I would say is figuring out how to float.” Feferi laid back in the pool and back-floated in order to show Karkat what he would have to do. Karkat tried to mimic Fefer’s movements, but to no avail. He sunk to the bottom on the 3 feet area. As soon as his back touched the floor he shot out of the water and started hyperventilating.
“I ALMOST DIED. WHY WOULD YOU LET THAT HAPPEN?”
“Oh my glub, calm down! You didn’t die so get over it. It’s not that hard; here, I’ll help you.” Feferi put her left hand on Karkat’s chest and her right on the small of his back. She could feel his heart racing and her conclusion was that he was just scared of drowning—which is perfectly normal.
Using her right hand as a support, she pushed Karkat down slowly with her left. When he was at just the right angle to the water, she removed her left hand and repositioned it on the back of his knees. This way, he wouldn’t sink.
“Now, Karkat, you need to take in a deep breath and hold it in. This will help you float. When you need to breathe, quickly take another gulp of air and hold it in. This is the only way you will stay above water.” Karkat frowned and followed Feferi’s directions. Feferi gradually supported him less until she wasn’t touching him anymore. “You did it!” Feferi lifted her hands in the air. “You are floating on your own now!”
“Oh my go—” Karkat said without realizing he was starting to sink by releasing his breath to talk. Again he shot out of the water once hitting the bottom and complained.
“It’s not my fault that you lost your focus,” Feferi said, arms crossed and nose in the air, facing away from Karkat.
Karkat grumbled. “Fine,” he said, obviously frustrated, “let’s just try again and get this over with.” Feferi smiled and nodded.
After a few more attempts, Karkat seemed to be able to stay afloat for as long as he wanted. This was a signal to Feferi that she should move on to the next step. Feferi had him do kicking exercises on the wall and standing stroke exercises where he would stand in place and practice moving his arms in the water as if he were swimming. After a while, Karkat was doggy-paddling across the shallow end. He was so cute.
“How about we try treading water in the deep end?” Feferi asked, trying to nudge Karkat out of his comfort zone; it was the only way for him to learn.
“How about we call it a day and get some ice cream because I don’t feel like drowning like a loser today?” Karkat retorted.
“Nope!” Feferi responded cheerfully as she dragged Karkat to the 6 feet deep area against his will. She proceeded to shove a kick board under his arm and yell at him to kick like a football coach. Naturally Karkat fell into the water and had to be rescued by Feferi several times. Feferi threatened to do mouth to mouth next time her fell, but she knew he couldn’t control his inability to swim and she never kept her word about that.
They spent a few hours practicing and Feferi noticed that “normal” trolls don’t have the same water tolerance that she does and their skin slowly wrinkles and detaches, so she allowed Karkat to leave the pool and offered to by him ice cream.
“I’m all for ice cream but I’m not some no-manners non-gentlemanly cave-living troll who doesn’t know how to treat a lady. I’m buying,” he said. They then walked around all day eating and laughing and they had a great time. They promised to get together more often from then on.
I’M REALLY SORRY I DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO END IT AND I DIDN’T WANT TO GO FOR THE USUAL “OH NO I’M DROWNING! QUICK, KISS OF LIFE” BECAUSE IT’S SO OVERDONE IT’S ANNOYING.
But seriously, if you have any complaints just inbox me and I’ll rewrite or edit or whatever.
To everyone who follows me and sees this,
I am truly sorry. I became so busy with high school and friends and everything else. I even forgot that I had this blog! Tonight I’m going to work on answering some requests (after I clean my room of course. One does not simply do things while their room is a mess). I am so sorry about the VERY long wait.
To all of you people requesting dirkjane, i love you. thats my otp
Jane is so cute. Gosh, how did she get this cute? Everything about her is so cute it makes you want to squeal like a fangirl seeing her celebrity crush in person and being able to hug them and touch their face. That is how cute Jane is.
Today is a special day; Jane came to your place to hang out. You guys are best friends so of course you are both so excited. You both want to share all your hobbies and talk and laugh and have fun. Of course the two biggest events planned are robot-building and cake-baking. Jane is going to teach you how to bake and maybe even cook some basic meals so that you aren’t living on ramen, and you are going to teach her how to build robots like Lil’ Sebastian and maybe even how to use spare parts around the house to make little moving and talking figurines. You can’t wait.
Jane only arrived a few minutes ago so you are still hanging her hat and placing her shoes somewhere (probably a closet). She has already begun making herself at home by going to the kitchen and boiling some water for tea. You both really like tea.
Once you return to the kitchen, Jane all but pounces on you, giving you a hug big enough to make up for all the time you have not spent together. You hug her back with the same amount of enthusiasm.
“I’m sorry I didn’t hug you right away. My Dad was there and I didn’t want him getting any weird thoughts. You know—” she covers her mouth. She was about to say “you know how parents are,” but you don’t. Jane stops herself from saying things like that because she is thoughtful that way. You simply squeeze her tighter and whisper “it’s ok” in her ear.
You let go because this hug is getting a little too long for “just friends” and you can’t blow any chances you have.
If someone were to ask you, you would say the hug wasn’t long enough.
“So, shall we get the party started?” You wiggle your eyebrows, while saying this, in a way that makes Jane giggle.
“Of course!” She grabs your hand and pulls you over to where she left her messenger bag. “I brought cook books and cake mix and even some kitchen utensils! I thought we could start off with baking and, while the cakes are in the oven, work on the robotics end.” Jane is beaming at you and she is just so adorable when she does that. She is adorable when she does anything.
“Well let’s get to it then.” You allow her to drag you to the kitchen while you are holding her bag of stuff. You lay everything out across the counter in a similar style to when you lay out parts. This could actually turn out well.
Jane starts ranting about basic cooking rules that she thinks should be followed. Washing your hands often, using a beater when eggs are involved (which is pretty much always), making sure egg shells do not get into the batter, etc. She is very serious about this; You respect that. Jane has you make your first cake from mix as a starter. You are very coordinated, so there aren’t any mishaps. Before you know it, your cake is in the oven. You set the timer to 45 minutes and head over to your bedroom. You keep most of you robotics stuff in your bedroom.
“Ahh! What in Bobby Flay’s name is that?” Jane yells when she enters your room.
“Oh, that’s Sawtooth. He’s one of my more successful robots and a killer fighter,” you explain with pride in every word. You’ve worked very hard on Sawtooth.
She warily steps around him and walks further into your room. She twirls around once, browsing your room’s inventory, and sits down on your bed.
“So…where do you keep all your robot stuff?” She asks, looking around.
You grin, bump your elbow against the wall, and look at her. You actually bumped a secret button that opens a vault of “robot stuff.” Her jaw drops and she springs up to examine all of the tools and parts.
“Whoa,” she says while poking around. “How did you do all of this?” You shrug. She lightly punches your upper arm.
“We will start out with basics like learning how to use a blowtorch.” You grin evilly as you say this and her face becomes paler.
“Oh, um…are you sure that’s a good idea? I mean, that seems pretty heavy duty and—”
“It’s nothing,” you interrupt. “I do this pretty much every day; and it’s not like we won’t take safety precautions.” Jane gulps loudly and continues searching through your stash. You scoot in next to her and grab your blow torches and safety gear. You motion for her to follow you and lead her to your work room.
You set up a workbench, grab some spare metal, and sit Jane down. You hand her all of the safety equipment required and leave her to change into the fireproof clothes you gave her.
A few minutes pass and she calls for you. “Dirk!” You open the door and go to her. “These are a little big…”
“Well yeah. They’re mine. I don’t exactly have any made for women.” She makes a guilty face and looks down at her outfit. It’s a long-sleeved, white shirt with stains all over it and a long pair of over alls. There are also tall boots and long gloves. The gloves are the only thing that fit her since you made (yes, you sew) a pair just for her. With all the baggy clothes, she looks incredible cute. Last but not least, you hand her a welding mask. You slip on some overalls over your clothes and put on some boots and gloves.
“Ok, first of all we need to…” You start explaining the safety rules to Jane and the importance of all the gear she is wearing. Then you go into detail on how welding works, what it’s used for, and how to use the blowtorch. She sits patiently a tries to absorb everything you say. She can become so focused. You flash a small smile at her a few different times during your mini-speech to keep the mood from getting too serious and tense.
Suddenly, a “ding” sound comes from the kitchen. Your first cake is ready.
“Ok, since I went over all the rules and stuff we can go straight to the building and welding after this cake business.” Jane nods and gets up and runs to the kitchen. You follow at your own pace.
The cakes turn out surprisingly well and you both chomp down on a slice before moving on to more robot business. You begin by showing her how gears work and can make other gears move. You show her how to connect a power source and use that to make gears move. You basically show her a lot about a robot’s innards. Jane manages to create an awkward box that rolls around with buttons for wheels. For a first creation, the way it runs is not that bad. She cheers and you share one classic high-five before returning upstairs for more baking.
This time you follow a simple recipe and, Jane says, you will be decorating this one however you want. You, surprisingly, aren’t as bad as either of you expected. Jane says that she also wants to teach you how to cook real food so you can live on something other than microwave meals after she leaves.
You return to more robot stuff. Jane alters her box over and over again until it is a four-wheeled-humanoid-looking-robot. It rolls around and its arms swing forward and back as it does so. It’s insanely simple—or at least it is to you—but you are so proud of her that you hug her tightly and swing her around a bit. She laughs and clutches your arms for fear of falling. You would never let her fall though.
Now Jane is really excited to make more robots but there is the timer again; DING. You’ve never even heard of her being unenthusiastic about baking. You may have just introduced her into something she will love, but part of you hopes that it is the fact you two are doing something together and that you are teaching her is what she likes about it so much.
She tells you to follow her upstairs. When you reach the kitchen, Jane turns around and give you a good, long stare.
“I’m going to teach you how to make some real food while the cake is cooling. This way, you will eat something other than ramen; and it is almost lunch time anyway.”
You stare at her with your “you are insane” face. She waves your face away and starts training you. Moments like this are why you are so glad she is so oblivious. She doesn’t seem to realize how she acts towards you. She stands super close, touches you, guides your arms. She acts lovingly towards you.
You make seasoned chicken sandwiches and eat those before proceeding to more robot work. You are also, apparently, pretty good at cooking.
When you get back to robotics, Jane gasps.
“What is it?”
“I forgot about the tea I was brewing!!” she nearly yells. “I need to go boil the water again!!” She runs upstairs, ducking her head in embarrassment. A smirk dances across your face because Jane’s forgetfulness just adds to her character.
“While you’re up there, grab some needle nose pliers, sand paper, and a saw from my closet,” you call to her. She responds with a “you got it!” and you can picture her giving you a thumbs up even though you have no way of seeing her.
After hearing some stumbling around and metal hitting wooden floors, you decide to see how she is doing. She probably just dropped some stuff, no big deal. She can be clumsy but you trust her no to hurt herself.
When you make it to your room, you see her in the floor, surrounded by papers, jaw wide open. She is holding some things you hoped she would never see.
“D-dirk…wh-what is this?” she asks, he voice shaking. Fuck. Why is she reacting like this? Well you supposed if anyone saw soft core porn of themselves with their friend—and drawn by that friend to make matters worse—they would freak out. You hoped this situation would never have to occur, but it has already. You need to save your skin here!
“Okay, don’t freak out. First of all, how did all this stuff get everywhere? Did you flip out or are you just clumsy? Are you hurt? Are you breathing alri—”
“Why do you have this, Dirk?” she interjects.
“Let me finish. I can explain.”
“Oh can you now?” She is mad at you. Crap, why did this have to happen? If life had an undo button…
“He asked me to draw it. Well, more like ‘challenged’ me. I couldn’t back away from his challenge. It’s a guy thing. He slowly listed pairings of you, Jake, Roxy, and I and had me draw different scenarios. It started off really kind of innocent. Just kissing and talking and such. I thought it would stay that way, but as the challenges came, he asked for more and more. Before you know it, I had to draw some pretty erotic stuff. I’m sorry Jane. I don’t mean to offend you and I sure as fuck didn’t want to creep you out.” You look at her, waiting for a response of some sort. She takes a while to think.
“I can’t believe you would just agree to draw this.”
“It was a challenge, Jane. A challenge.” She looks around and starts picking up all the things she dropped, putting them all back in their places—including the porn. She walks past you and out your bedroom door, closing you in when she shuts the door. A few minutes pass and she returns with 2 mugs of tea.
“Come on. Lets get back to work.” Any normal person would think she was being cold and distant, but something says to you that she is thinking really hard right now, so you don’t try to talk to her too much.
The two of you build another robot, bake another cake, drink your tea. You barely talk and before you realize what is happening, 3 hours pass. It is now a bit past 4 and, since it is winter, the sun is just beginning to change the colors of the sky from bright blue to pink and orange shades.
Jane suggests starting dinner because she has a meal planned but it takes a while to make/cook. You do that and, still, barely speak. You hope she will still sleep over. Since you live so far away from her, she said she would like to sleep over for about a week to hang out and so that she wouldn’t be driving back to Washington so quickly. That might not happen now, since she might consider you an awful person now.
Dinner is in the over and cooking. Shepherds pie is what you are making. It has peas, carrots, corn, and ground beef, topped with a layer of mashed potatoes and cheese covered in gravy. It has pretty much every food group, so it is a good meal to eat when making up for malnutrition. At least she still cares that much.
When you think you are headed back to building, Jane walks right past that door and heads to your room. Oh no.
She enters and sits down on your bed, patting a spot next to her for you to sit. You plop down where she advised and wait through the awkward silence until she says something.
“About that…’art,’” she starts. Oh great. “while drawing it, how did you feel.”
You look at her, almost confused. “How did I feel?” you clarify.
“Yes. Umm, like, what were you thinking? Were you like ‘eww why do I have to do this?’ or like ‘meh who cares, it’s not my idea’ or like ‘man I am so turned on by this’?” She imitates heavy breathing is what you guess is supposed to be a masculine tone.
You sort of snort/chuckle and look down. You don’t know how to respond.
“…Dirk?” Jane looks at you and sees you blushing—while breathing nervously—and if you were weaker, you may have even been crying. You’ve never been in a situation like this. “Dirk! Please, calm down. Oh no, I didn’t mean to strike a nerve. I should never have asked. I shouldn’t have seen those pictures. I shouldn’t have made a big deal of it. I am so sorry. Dirk, please.”
You just kind of look at her and try to smile and say it’s no big deal, but you can’t. You don’t want her leaving thinking you are a creep who gets off on porn of her and has such a bad problem that he can’t admit it. You need to explain. Maybe it’s even time for you to tell her how you feel about her so that she may understand more.
You take a deep breath, and look at Jane. “How do I explain this without sounding stupid or like the world’s biggest cheese ball? Haha, man. I don’t know…” you trail off.
“Just talk to me, Dirk.” She offers an encouraging smile.
“Ugh…I didn’t really feel any of the things you described. I mean, don’t get me wrong. You are quite attractive. I’m sure guys would love to jerk off on some quality Jane porn. No, this isn’t where I’m trying to go.” She looks puzzled. “Okay I’m going to sound really creepy and probably bring back bad memories, but remember when you died?” Fuck why did you say that? Jane’s eyes widen and she nods, a bit scared. “I’m sorry. Fuck. Remember when I kissed you, you know, to revive you? Well lets say that wasn’t an unenjoyable scenario for me? Wow that is not saying what I want it to. Uhh, crap.” She looks at you like you are crazy.
“Dirk Strider, are you trying to say you have a little crush on me, and that the porn you ‘were forced to draw’ wasn’t disturbing to you?”
You wish this was a movie or an anime or something so you could just kiss her and she would understand and all would be right in your life. Sadly, if you did that, it would probably end badly, so you end up looking down like a 6 year old boy and whispering yes.
“I…wow. I always thought you were gay, considering the whole Jake ordeal and that you never seems to show interest in any women.”
You look up in a panic and start talking. “Shit, no. Jake is a pal and all but me liking him was really just the auto responder blowing things up. I care about him, but not that much. Wow I can’t believe we are still having misunderstandings about that.” She looks almost relieved.
The two of you sit there, awkwardly, for a while. You don’t know how to make the situation better. You guess there isn’t much to lose now.
“So now that you know, what do you intend to do with that information? Are you going to use it against me, because I’ll tell you now that it won’t work as blackmail. Are you going to stop talking to me? Do you think I’m a creep who you should not be hanging around with now?”
“What? No! Why would I do or think any of those things! Dirk, you are a good friend of mine. I guess…I would say—if you really like me—maybe we could give being in a relationship a shot. Of course, that doesn’t mean I’m ok with these drawings!”
Your jaw is practically on the floor. “What, no. I drew those years ago when we first started talking to uu and Calliope. It’s all in the past now. But, are you serious about dating me?”
“But it’ll end up long distance and then we won’t be able to do couple-y things and go on dates.”
“I’m fine with that.” You hope you don’t look as astonished as you feel, because you are pretty fucking astonished right now. You lean close to her and wrap your arms around her, careful to only squeeze just enough. You are stronger than you look. She hugs you back and tucks her head into the crook of your neck. You simply couldn’t be happier.
The day goes on with you being all smiley for the first time and she blushes every time she looks at you and smiles back. You eat dinner and set up a couch-bed for Jane. You pull out a movie Jake recommended—deeming it destined to be hilarious—and sit down with Jane and watch it. It turns out to be a romantic movie and the acting turns out to be adequate, surprisingly enough. It turns out to set up a romantic mood for the two of you and you sit there cuddling for a while. It ends with a wedding and you kiss Jane’s forehead when they kiss in the church. She looks at you and smiles and pulls you into a real kiss. You would react and be surprised if you weren’t so into it. She is actually an amazing kisser and you basically make out for 5 minutes straight. Of course, she pulls away, completely flushed. You laugh and hold her and the two of you fall asleep there, together.
When you wake up, she is still in your arms and it is an amazing feeling. When she wakes up, you kiss her cheek and she nearly flips out and blushed like crazy. She gasps, remembering yesterday and the laughs a bit. When you finally get up, you make french toast and bacon and lemonade. This is going to be the best week of your life.
WOW THAT TOOK WAY LONGER TO WRITE THAN I THOUGHT!!! I am so so so sorry guys! I didn’t mean to keep you waiting so long (and I even lost 2 followers in that time ;A;) but here it is. All done! I hope you like it and I hope I get more time to post more often from now on.
I am really sorry about not updating for a while. I am still working on this one dirkjane request. It is fairly lengthy and is taking lots of time. I will try to finish as soon as possible and return to regular fan fiction posts.
Wow guys, I’m really sorry about this but I’m closing my ask for a bit. It won’t be long. At most: a week. I just have 1 I am working on and it is taking a bit longer than I anticipated. I also have 6 more waiting in my inbox, begging to be written. If you have a really really good idea, ask while you can. I will be closing the ask-box in 5 minutes.
EDIT: Oh but if you’re really desperate just send an ask to my personal blog. I won’t mind if you need it sent in or you will forget.
I hope this is what you were looking for! I’m sorry if it’s really long. (It’s hard to tell the length in this narrow text box that tumblr has.)
“You really don’t need me? You think you can just kick me to the shore and leave me there. You can take care of yourself?” You can’t believe the two of you are fighting again. This argument is getting worse by the second.
“YES ERIDAN! COD YES! You are the most abusing moirail ever! Not pjhysically, but with your words. They hurt. I can’t take it! I will feed my own lusus WITHOUT YOUR HELP.” Feferi is yelling now. You may have let this go too far, but the stubborn part of you won’t allow the rational part of you to fix the situation. You are such a baby.
“Ok, fine. I’ll leave. You take care of things on your own. Who needs dumb-old-Eridan when “The Lovely Empress” can take care of everything?!” You storm away, stomping as much as is possible on sand. You probably look like a doofus but you are too angry to care right now.
Once you are far enough away, you find a small cave and sulk for a while. You wish you had been more understanding. You wish you had calmed down enough to think straight and not let this happen. You know Feferi cannot take care of her lusus alone. She can’t do everything alone. She has so much weight on her shoulders, and with you there helping, it made it easier for her. If you leave her to feed her lusus buy her own means, she may not be able to do it and that could kill everyone. Sure you wouldn’t mind killing off the land dwellers, but there are some animals you are fond of, and of course you do not want Feferi to die.
You will simply have to watch from afar and hope.
Your new schedule of supervising Feferi begins with waking up early every day. You wait for Feferi to wake up and watch what she does from far away. You have to invent new goggles that also work as binoculars. She seems to do fine. She takes care of all the sea creatures as usual. Feeding her lusus causes her a bit of trouble because she does not enjoy killing, but she gets the job done. She is not able to spend as much time talking to friends and doing her hobbies, but that is a sacrifice she was aware of when she ended it with you.
You continue this schedule for several days when one day, Feferi goes and does something out of the ordinary. She leaves her hive first thing in the morning and heads towards land. You wonder what happened. You instantly follow her. Before long, she reaches a hexagonal hive. Oh no.
She knocks on the window and sure enough, Captor himself opens it. She jumps in and you stand outside, eavesdropping.
“I need your help, Sollux. I can’t handle all of these duties on my own.”
“What happened to Eridumb?”
“We got in a reely big fight and I don’t think we will make up.”
“Oh, Tho what do you want me to do? Help you with your Dutieth?”
“Exactly. Will you?”
“Thank you!” You can practically hear her hugging him. You hope that is all they’re doing.
Your emotions take over once again and you are running. You don’t have a destination, you just run. You don’t know why this upsets you so much, it just does. You sprint until you can’t breathe, and then attempt to find a cave to sulk in.
Feferi came an asked you for help and of course you said yes. However, you have no idea what that means. What will you be doing now? What duties does she have exactly?
Feferi brings you to her hive and you have to wear some weird helmet so you don’t drown. She goes over a list of things in the order she wants them done. She does these things as she goes through the list and tells you the parts that you need to do. Non of it is too hard or difficult to remember, there is just a long list. She says some tasks she will do on her own, but is very specific about being alone when feeding her lusus. She explains that her lusus is dangerous and how it may kill you if you come near. You are worried but respect her wishes.
You go about both of your duties for a while. Time flies when you are with Feferi since you get along so well and you can talk about pretty much anything. Not to mention, she is incredibly beautiful. You could stare at her for days.
After a few weeks, one day when you are working on your individual tasks, and when you are supposed to be finished, Feferi doesn’t return. You try not to freak out and wait patiently. Maybe she just was delayed when feeding her lusus. Yeah, it’s probably only a delay. It has to be. Please.
You turn your attention to the window and see Eridan swimming towards you. He looks beaten up, but when he sees you his eyes light with fire. Of course he hates you, you basically replaced him. He is swimming more frantically now and he bursts through the door.
“Hello Sol,” he says with stubborn politeness lacing his words.
“Hey Eridumb.” You feel bad but you can’t help but tease him like always.
He sticks his tongue out at you and continues. “Where is Fef? I gotta talk to her.”
“I don’t know. She hasn’t returned yet.”
“How long have you been waiting for her?”
You look at the clock and can’t believe you let this much time pass. “About 45 minutes. I think she may have just been delayed.”
“And you haven’t gone looking for her?! Idiot! If she was delayed she would never take this long or she would send word that she was!” He shoots out the door and towards the area Feferi told you to stay out of. That must be where her lusus is. You follow him, but you cannot swim as quickly as he can. That’s one thing he has over you.
When you see the lusus, your eyes widen to twice what they were before. It’s huge and ugly and, no doubt, powerful as hell. You’ve never been so scared in your life, and you’ve done some pretty scary shit. You look down and Eridan is almost out of sight. He is swimming with all he’s got; like his life depends on it. You would follow him is you didn’t have to swim dangerously close to this lusus. You aren’t sure what it is capable of.
Then, suddenly, Eridan is swimming back up again with something in his arms. No, it is not something, it is Feferi. You swim to the surface and rip your helmet off, hyperventilating. How could you have let this happen?
“WE HAVE TO BRING HER TO ARADIA! ARADIA IS RESPONSIBLE AND WOULD KNOW WHAT TO DO!” Eridan screams. You know he is serious because he is actually going to ask the lowest blood in the land for help. The two of you ride on Eridan’s lusus to Aradia’s hive. She immediately calls Kanaya and Tavros and together they do surgery and try to fix Feferi. You stay and watch, offer help when it’s needed. You think you should go talk to Eridan—cheer him up.
You step out of the medical room and look at the poor sap in the corner. His head is between his knees and his hands are gripping his hair. He looks like he is having a break down, and he probably is. You sit next to him and put a hand on his back.
“You ok? You look like a mentally deranged 85-year-old.”
“Oh yeah, I’m fine. Fef isn’t. If I had just swallowed my pride and ended that fight with her as the victor, this wouldn’t have happened. Why didn’t you protect her? Why weren’t you with her? I thought you were there to help and protect her? What the hell?”
“Hey, she told me to thtay behind becauthe it’th dangerouth.”
“EXACTLY WHY YOU SHOULD HAVE GONE!” He look up at you and he is furious.
“Whoa calm down man.” You pat his back a little forcefully. He pushes you away.
“Don’t you tell me to calm down!” You try to put a hand on his shoulder but he slaps it away and stands up. “You were supposed to protect her!” He looks like he is about to rip his own skin off. You stand up and walk over to him and put a hand on his shoulder again. He goes to slap you away but you dodge it and grab his wrist. He goes to kick you but you jump, slide, and pull him with you. In the process of pulling him down, he twists your wrist painfully. You wince and grab his arm with your other hand. He elbows you in the face. You fall back and in knock him off his feet using your own. He falls, but makes sure to send a forearm into your diaphragm in the process. Now you’re wrestling on the floor. He is gaining the upper hand. You may not be able to take much more.
Then Karkat comes in the room, yelling as always. You hadn’t realized he was here. He must’ve been hanging out with Kanaya and tagged along when she was needed.
“HEY YOU TWO IMBECILES WRESTLING ON THE FLOOR. YOUR MUTUAL GIRLFRIEND IS IN PAIN AND DYING AND YOU THINK ‘HEY HERE’S A GOOD IDEA. LETS GET IN A SHIT STUPID FIGHT AND CAUSE A GOD DAMN RUCUS OUTSIDE OF HER OPERATION ROOM.’ FUCK NO. YOU ASS WIPES NEED TO GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND CALM THE FUCK DOWN SO FEFERI OVER THERE CAN HEAL IN PEACE. I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE BOTH IN LOVE WITH HER OR SOME CRAP. GOD JUST BE RESPECTFUL.” That was Karkat; ever the voice of reason. Both of you stand and dust yourselves off and straighten out your clothing. Karkat gives you one more stern look and returns to Feferi’s room.
Soon after Karkat leaves, you hear Feferi’s voice. She sounds weak. You and Eridan look at each other and run to her room; pushing each other in order to be the “first one in.”
“Sollux,” Feferi whispers.
You walk over to her bedside. The pulls you close, whispers “thank you” and kisses you on the cheek. You blush, give her a nod, and back away. You look over and Eridan has already left the room. He can be such a baby, you’re embarrassed for him.
“Where did Eridan go?” Feferi asks with a look of confusion.
“He ran out after you kithed me.”
“Motherglubber.” She leans over and asks Aradia something. Aradia turns around, goes to a closet, and brings out an electric wheel chair. Everyone helps Feferi into the chair and before you know it, she is out the door.
How could she do that, right in front of you? They must have told her who brought her there. How could she have called Sollux first and then kissed him? You pace around several meters from Aradia’s hive.
“Eridan!” You hear Feferi calling you. “Come on Eridan!!”
She spots you and heads towards you. Her wheelchair tells you how bad it is; that and her missing left arm and leg.
“Fef…” you hadn’t payed enough attention back there. The injury being this bad isn’t even a shock. You’ve seen what her lusus can do. But the is Feferi we are talking about.
She rolls up to you and pulls you down. “You got a lot of nerve running out like that.”
“You got a lot a nerve kissin Sol like that right in front a me,” you retort.
“You are crazy! It was just a thank-you-kiss-on-the-cheek! You actually think Sollux and I are a thing? Eridan I don’t recover that quickly.” You stare at her in disbelief. She was actually upset after you left? Butterflies fill your abdominal cavity.
“You…you actually missed me?”
“Well duh! We were moirails for goodness sake!” You move closer to her and give her a hug.
“Can we be moirails again?”
“Of course, silly. I need your help as well.”
You look at her missing limbs and, as strange as it may seem, you both start laughing at them. It is just a thing that you both thought of and connected. Feferi pulls you down to her level, kisses both of your cheeks and then pecks you on the lips really quickly. She lets go and looks away. Both of you are blushing furiously.
You wheel her back to Aradia’s hive. She hold your hand the entire time. This gives you hope for your relationship in the future. Maybe even the possibility of some red in your quadrant.
Edit: Wow I just looked and it is really long I am so sorry omg
Of course! (I know how you feel.) I hope I can do it justice.
AC: :33< *crawls up to CA and paws at his leg*
CA: wwhat do you think you are doin
AC: :33< *curls up on CA’s lap and begins purring*
CA: stop this incessant roleplayin at once
AC: :33< aww you’re no fun!
CA: people as high up as i dont havve time for this
AC: :33< what could you pawsibly be doing that leaves no time fur roleplay?
CA: wwell i mean nothin at the moment
CA: but it is still pointless
AC: :33< whatever. what do you want?
CA: nothin in particular just kind a bored
AC: :33< you wouldn’t be if you would just roleplay with me
AC: :33< but of course you don’t want to do that. we could m33t up at a pawrk and play!
CA: that seems vvery stupid but maybe it wwould be fun
CA: alright wwhere do you wanna go
The two of you proceed to argue over which park is better to meet at. You end up meeting that the only park equidistant from both of your hives, which is a reasonable decision. You wonder if meeting up with Nepeta will spark any jealousy in any of the trolls you have been courting. Nepeta is an adorable troll, it would never cross your mind that she was also available.
The two of you meet and it’s the most awkward thing. Neither of you talk to the other all that much and so you don’t know what to talk about. Nepeta suggests playing getting-to-know-you games like truth or dare. You had nothing witty to say back in order to escape playing those.
“Truth or dare?” Nepeta asks with a devilish grin.
“…truth,” you hesitate because each time she has gotten you to say something embarrassing or do something gross. So far you have told her about your crush on Fef, licked the swing set, and screamed “bone bulge” as loud as you can. She is extremely devious but you have not backed down to any of the challenges. You have to show your perseverance.
“Hmmm…are you having fun? You have to answer honestly!” Damn, she caught you.
“I must say that I am.” Your face contorts into some stubborn half-smile. She just giggles, holding her fist up to her mouth.
“Wonderful! Your turn!”
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare.” She always picks dare. You think she just enjoys being outrageous.
“I dare you…to do something you would never do when anyone else was around.”
“That’s so vague! Like what?”
“I don’t know. Surprise me.”
“Urrrgh.” Her face becomes thoughtful and her brow furrows. Then she lifts up her leg and—as impossible as it seems—scratches her ear like an actual cat.
“What the heck?” Her embarrassment is completely visible. Her whole face is green from blushing. You just sit there, laughing and snorting like the biggest loser on Alternia.
“Shut up!” She won’t make eye contact with you. Her angry/embarrassed face is so cute. You keep laughing and she snaps and pounces on you. You are pinned to the ground. She is stronger than she looks. “Shut up.” She is serious now. Oh crap you are screwed.
“Wow Nep lighten up.” After a few seconds of contemplation, she rolls over and lays next to you. You both just lay there, thinking.
“That one looks like my lusus,” she points out, aiming her claw at the sky.
“Mmhm. Those two look like my sign.”
“They do!” You wonder how she goes from angry to amused within a minute. Her light-heartedness probably contributes the most to it.
The awkward silence after that bothers you to no end. To break it, you end up saying, “So, how’s life?”
She looks at you like that is the strangest thing you have said this whole time. “Ehh, pretty good I guess. The hunt has been good. Plenty of food for my lusus and I.”
“I didn’t know that you hunt. What like rabbits an stuff?”
“More like bears and such.”
Your mouth falls open. That must be why she is so strong. She takes down game three to four times the size of her. “That is insane! I thought I was the only one who would attempt any game that size. Maybe we should hunt together sometime.”
“That’d be fun.” She smiles genuinely and it’s the cutest thing. You wouldn’t be surprised if you were blushing. Why do you have to fall for everyone you talk to? You hate how that happens, but it may be happening right now. Fuck.
I’m going to leave it here. I think I will lengthen and continue this on my archiveofourown account. You just got me to love this ship. Thank you. I hope you like what I have written so far.