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"Egbert stop this, stop it right now. Don't you dare close your eyes, stay awake, Egbert are you listening to me?"
Dave's rambling orders only earned a chuckle from the blue eyed boy in his arms, the light laugh ending a fit of strained coughs, the blade in his gut making it a little hard to show his amusment.
"Calm down, Dave," John breathed, smiling up at the blonde, "It'll be... Alright..."
"You dumbass, it's not gonna be alright," Dave hissed, trying to sound as irritated as possible to keep his tears from spilling over, "You're dying. Do you think dying is alright? You selfish motherfucker. What the hell am I suppose to do without you? Do you know how boring it'll be when you're gone?"
He blinked, staring up at Dave with a blank expression, looking as ampathedic as ever. He hadn't thought about that. But, it would seem that he was the only one in this situation that was thinking realistically, the only one who knew that time wasn't on his side.
"I'm sorry..." The brunette whispered, his eyes having trouble staying open.
"Stop..."
"I'm sorry that I wasn't strong enough to get through this stupid game with you..."
"Egbert shut up."
"I'm sorry that I didn't think about how you would think about this..."
"Egbert, I said shut up."
"I'm sorry I didn't say 'I love you' as much as I should have..."
That was it. Dave couldn't handle it anymore. Tears streamed down his cheeks, dripping off his chin and hitting John's chest like a drizzle of rain. His brain kept telling him to calm down, that it would be alright but it was a lie. Nothing would be alright. Without John, Dave wouldn't know how to function. When the time comes for the derpy boy he had grown to love so much to leave him, he would be taking Dave's heart with him.
Without John Egbert, Dave Strider wouldn't be Dave Strider.
The Strider felt John's cold hand on his cheek, staining his skin with sticky specks of blood. Sniffling, he gripped John's hand, squeezing it as he looked down at the buck toothed boy.
"John..."
"I thought cool kids didn't cry..." John's voice was barely above a whisper when his wonderous blue eye finally closed, "Isn't that right, Dave?"
Dave watched as John went limp, exhaling one as last time before his chest failed to raise again. In silence, Dave just sat there, holding John's hand, reminacing in memories he and his lover could never laugh about together again.
And as the Heir Of Breath's soul departed, Dave Strider could feel his heart go with him.
Dave's rambling orders only earned a chuckle from the blue eyed boy in his arms, the light laugh ending a fit of strained coughs, the blade in his gut making it a little hard to show his amusment.
"Calm down, Dave," John breathed, smiling up at the blonde, "It'll be... Alright..."
"You dumbass, it's not gonna be alright," Dave hissed, trying to sound as irritated as possible to keep his tears from spilling over, "You're dying. Do you think dying is alright? You selfish motherfucker. What the hell am I suppose to do without you? Do you know how boring it'll be when you're gone?"
He blinked, staring up at Dave with a blank expression, looking as ampathedic as ever. He hadn't thought about that. But, it would seem that he was the only one in this situation that was thinking realistically, the only one who knew that time wasn't on his side.
"I'm sorry..." The brunette whispered, his eyes having trouble staying open.
"Stop..."
"I'm sorry that I wasn't strong enough to get through this stupid game with you..."
"Egbert shut up."
"I'm sorry that I didn't think about how you would think about this..."
"Egbert, I said shut up."
"I'm sorry I didn't say 'I love you' as much as I should have..."
That was it. Dave couldn't handle it anymore. Tears streamed down his cheeks, dripping off his chin and hitting John's chest like a drizzle of rain. His brain kept telling him to calm down, that it would be alright but it was a lie. Nothing would be alright. Without John, Dave wouldn't know how to function. When the time comes for the derpy boy he had grown to love so much to leave him, he would be taking Dave's heart with him.
Without John Egbert, Dave Strider wouldn't be Dave Strider.
The Strider felt John's cold hand on his cheek, staining his skin with sticky specks of blood. Sniffling, he gripped John's hand, squeezing it as he looked down at the buck toothed boy.
"John..."
"I thought cool kids didn't cry..." John's voice was barely above a whisper when his wonderous blue eye finally closed, "Isn't that right, Dave?"
Dave watched as John went limp, exhaling one as last time before his chest failed to raise again. In silence, Dave just sat there, holding John's hand, reminacing in memories he and his lover could never laugh about together again.
And as the Heir Of Breath's soul departed, Dave Strider could feel his heart go with him.
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Repairing the Damage Chapter Two
Karkat moved away from the door and allowed the three humans inside. "Your master?" The blond girl asked cautiously stepping inside.
"Yes, John Egbert," he fell back and called to you, "John are these your friends?"
You had just finished putting on your clothes when you entered the room and saw them, your friends, people you have waited years to see again. "Rose? Dave? Jade?" You could tell your eyes must have lit up and a smile spread across your face, "Oh my gosh!" You ran forward and hugged them all tightly, "It's been so long! I'm so glad you're here!" You released them and smiled wide. "I've missed you all so much!"
"We missed you too
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Too shy
Dear John...
High School-
I cant stop looking at you. You're to amazing.
Your hair shines in the light.
Your beautiful blue eyes sparkle.
Your smile lights the area around you.
Your name is so perfect. John. Hearing that name makes me feel like im walking on air.
I love you so much, and I cant stop looking at you.
I want to tell you.
Im just too shy.
And I dont know why.
Last day of school-
You say goodbye to all of your friends.alking down the hall, you look at everyone.
But you stop at me.
You smile at me, then hug me.
" Thank you for being my best friend. " You said to me. After you hug me, you give me a kiss on the cheek w
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Repairing the Damage Chapter Three
You're dreaming again.
It's hard to understand just what it is you dream of. There are fragments of scenes, things that almost seem to be recollections. A strange language, one you can almost make out
it's full of growls of clicks and noises you know your throat can make.
There's a planet. One with a red-ish sky and moons of green and purple. Trolls live on this planet, trolls like you. Only
these trolls are free. Humans don't even seem to exist. You know this is a dream, something so perfect can only exist in your mind.
The scene shifts, your mind blanks for a second, two, then it's bright. So bright. Quickly your eye
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HEY KAYLIN AM I MAKING YOU CRY YET??
Okay yeah, Kaylin got me into the ship and once I'm on board I must sadstuck this bitch until the whole fandom cries.
This is just random sadstuck and I guess it's okay cndoiscsa I hope you all cry buckets and drown in them BECAUSE I'M GONNA GO WATCH "21 JUMP STREET" AND LAUGH MY ASS OFF WHILE YOU ALL CRY SO AHAHHAHHA PEACE OUT MOTHERFUCKERS.
Dave, John © Hussie
Okay yeah, Kaylin got me into the ship and once I'm on board I must sadstuck this bitch until the whole fandom cries.
This is just random sadstuck and I guess it's okay cndoiscsa I hope you all cry buckets and drown in them BECAUSE I'M GONNA GO WATCH "21 JUMP STREET" AND LAUGH MY ASS OFF WHILE YOU ALL CRY SO AHAHHAHHA PEACE OUT MOTHERFUCKERS.
Dave, John © Hussie
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