Hello!! I'm Orion but I also go by Aero and go by any pronouns!
• I currently write for both Homestuck and Death Note but that can change depending on what The Parasites™ tell me to do (´ε｀ )
• I strictly do x readers mainly because I'm just not good at doing character x character I'm so sorry 💔
• I procrastinate a lot and have issues that cause me to go on hiatus sometimes so please don't expect all fics to come out in a timely manner :(
• I do fluff, NSFW, and angst (though I'm not too good at angst)
• I'll do almost anything when it comes to NSFW, EXCEPT:
- Scat, vomit, incest, ageplay, necrophilia, p3dophilia, anything pertaining to rape or dub con, sensory deprivation, zoophilia, and anything that pertains to physical/domestic, animal, and child abuse
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• Homestuck characters I WILL write for:
All Beta Kids (John, Dave, Rose, and Jade), All Beta Trolls (except a small few), and PRE-DAVE Bro Strider.
• NOTE: I will NOT be doing the Cherubs, Alpha kids, or Dancestors purely because I do not know them yet. I will NOT be writing for Vriska, Nepeta, Aradia, and Kanaya because I don't understand their characters too well yet I hope you understand ❤️🩹
Death Note characters I will be writing for:
Light Yagami, L Lawlite, Misa Amane, and Touta Matsuda
• Again, if a character is not on this list, it's because I do not know them well enough if not at all to write them yet so please be patient 🥹
I Hope my writing brings you joy!! Lots of love to y'all!!
Love your work! Would you mind writing fluff headcanons of Karkat, kankri,and Sollux with a troll matesprit s/o who is obsessed with having stuffed animals and they indulge in their love for it like buying them more stuffed animals or them getting jealous and claiming to their matesprit that they spend more time cuddling with the stuffed animals than them? Please and thank you
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Sollux Captor, Kankri Vantas, and Karkat Vantas x GN!Troll Reader
CW: SFW, none
Sollux
At first, Sollux didn't really care about your penchant for stuffed animals.
It didn't bother him much that they practically consumed your whole respiteblock.
You respected his interests and he respected yours.
He didn't think about them all that much unless he was fighting them for space on the loungeplank.
Or if you were choosing to nap with one of your stuffed toys instead of him.
What? Him? Jealous? Of a stuffed animal? No, never.
Sollux Captor was NOT jealous.
Nor did he want to be touched.
He just found it slightly annoying that your collection was consuming his life.
He definitely didn't want to cuddle you.
He just wished he had a little more space is all.
And a little more of your attention.
Okay, maybe he was feeling slightly neglected.
It was pathetic, he knew it.
And it was probably his own fault in the first place.
Always wanting to be loved at a distance.
He couldn't explain why he had phases where the only thing he wanted to do was hold you close when at other times he couldn't even stand the feeling of the shirt on his back.
You were special to him, though.
He just wanted to see you happy.
So what if it made him feel good when you hugged him as thanks for your new stuffed toy.
Kankri
Kankri couldn't help but educate you on the sheer overconsumption of your hobby.
The effect of producing such objects surely wasn't positively impacting the planet.
If people keep making aimless purchases, who knows what the state of things will be like in 10 sweeps?
Not to mention the careless discard of them once something shiny and new came on the market.
Still, he could admit that they were pretty cute.
And he recognized your attachment to them.
It didn't matter how many you had, they all had their own names and personalities which you never seemed to forget.
He made a dedicated effort to remember, too.
They were important to you and clearly he hadn't considered that aspect.
These little toys were like collegues at least and dear friends at most.
He wanted to be in good standing with your friends, animate or not.
Anything important to you was worth understanding to him.
He'd made his point, but these little guys were already living in your hive.
What else was there to do besides embrace them?
You tried not to laugh, watching him correct himself and apologize to one of your animals.
Engaging them in the same conversations he would get into with anybody else
Even if he was just doing all that to humor you, it meant a lot.
Although, you sometimes swore you could hear him having an imaginary conversation when you were in the other room.
Karkat
Karkat really didn't understand your choice of collection.
He just didn't see the point in it.
He did, however, understand your enthusiam.
He got the same way about romcoms, if the situations were comparable.
He was someone who enjoyed things more than a normal amount, so who was he to judge?
Speaking of which, stuffed animals made excellent romantic gestures.
At least he didn't have to be confused about what sorts of gifts to give you even if he sometimes had trouble navigating the feelings aspect of your quadrant.
He was enthralled by every aspect of you anyways.
He knew what he was getting into when he first decided to embrace his crush.
He wouldn't change absolutely anything about you.
It didn't matter to him that every surface in your hive was occupied by a little critter.
He just wanted to make you happy.
Maybe it wasn't the best idea to feed into your addiction, but you just got so excited when he presented you with flowers held by a stuffed animal.
He couldn't resist buying one whenever he ran into them in public.
If he saw something he knew you would like, he wanted to get it for you.
Or else he would spend the rest of the week thinking about how he should've gotten it.
He didn't even recognize himself anymore.
When had he become such a softie?
Karkat had waited his whole life for romance to work out for him.
Why wouldn't he want to be the best partner he could be?
He didn't spend all that time studying quadrants for nothing.
Besides, being able to do things for you made him happy, too.
this might be cringe of an ask but i want to try my luck anyway 👉👈
could you pls write Eridan with a troll partner who was raised by humans? like they eded up on earth as a grub and don't behave very troll-like as the result of their upbringing, completely clueless about hierarchy and clumsy with understanding quadrants so their relationship both red and pale (how scandalous)
Omg this is so cute!!!
I’ve never really seen something like this weirdly enough so this’ll be fun to write!
Thanks 4 the askkkkk
Eridan x troll Reader who was raised by humans!! 💜⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
He’s like
…..wwhat.
He’s annoyed with it at first hes like
What the fuck is wrong with you you fucking freak
He questions you about troll stuff and you’re like
“Huh?”
“wwait you mean you havve no clue what a hivve is”
“No?”
“Do I? I feel like you type really weird”
“wwhere the hell did you livve?”
“What? In a house.”
“the fuck is a house”
He makes fun of you for not having a typing quirk either
“you type all fucked up.”
“i type normal, I feel like you type wweird.”
And you guys would bicker about it constantly
When you guys hang out he’s quick to take the opertunity of you know being aware of the hierarchy/caste system of trolls to tell you how much landwellers suck
Exept you (if you’re a landweller)
He tells you ALLLLL about it
He’d go ON AND ON about troll history and culture and ask you about it things
Ask what you do and don’t know about, call your strange behavior, well…strange, all that!
I do think he would find it endearing or cute
In his brain youre just really weird and really stupid in a way
He finds it pitiful and adorable
He thinks you need him to survive really
So he’s kind of a high (sea)horse about helping you and being a troll
He’s smug and stuff about it for sure
He’s thrown off by how little you know about quadrants
He’s like WWHAT
WWHAT IS WWRONG WITH YOU
He tries his best to explain
But with how not amazing he is romantically already, I think he’d end up confusing you and even more so, confusing himself with what you’re thinking and feeling
He often tells you just how lucky you are to have him to help you
Otherwise you’d be so lost
And you’re lucky you’ve got a well-mannered, intelligent, royal, high blood like himself to help you.
Forgot what that was?
Here, he’ll just start over.
He’s thrilled to hear you talk about anything he’s told you
He’s flattered and appreciative that you listen to his infodumps
He loves it
God you’re so strange… and he is horns over heels for you.
Sorry this was kind of short!!! Thanks for the ask!!! Another Eridan ask wo probably come out later today/tonight so keep an eye out Eridan nation!!
6. What is your favourite gender? not your gender. your favourite.
7. What is your least favourite colour?
@incognitostunner @woman-offical @stagefrightbaxter @callofwinter @holymolyitssam @tagging-officals-offical @archangel-gabriel-offical @eric-cartman-offical and open tags. ok? answer my questions. DO IT.
Notes: Typical L behavior, all SFW, L doesn't understand emotional/social cues on personal levels.
• L my sweet boy...he would lowkey suck as a partner sometimes ಥ‿ಥ
• He was NOT trained/taught to understand peoples emotions on personal levels
• Him being trained and taught to be a forensic machine meant he really only needed to understand emotion in the psychological sense-
• So it takes a lot of time and patience for him to actually become comfortable with intimacy and romance and dealing with you as well...an actual person in his life rather than a witness or a suspect.
• Lots of communication and sometimes awkward conversations are needed.
• It definitely helps your relationship with him if you at least somewhat understand what he's doing career wise
• Whether you work for him, beside him, or just have a knack for law/forensics, knowing what he's talking about and being able to bounce off each other on the topic can definitely bring you closer!!
• Another thing that will get you closer to him, is humanizing him
• Seeing past the whole #1 detective mysquite of L and bringing him into the more casual parts of your work routine is something he actually really appreciates.
• When he isn't deep into a case, tell him about your day, ask him about his, vent, tell him fun facts, make him become the 'mediator' for fake fights
• He'll act pretty unbothered but just know it does make him really happy that you're willing to seek what's underneath.
• One big sign of him acknowledging and appreciating your efforts is letting you in his space
• If other members of the task force are already asleep in their respected homes and even Watari isn't present but your still awake
• He'll let you stay by him and continuously ask you your opinions on certain things (usually things pertaining to the Kira case)
• "hmm...Despite my low deduction on Light being Kira, what do you think on the matter? I know I'm right, I usually am but...it doesn't hurt getting an outside perspective..."
• Get close enough and he'll even let you in on his sense of humor
• I'm sick of people saying he wouldn't be a goof when given the chance look at him!!
• Master rage baiter right there and you guys aren't even acknowledging it 😞/j
• I think his humor would mainly consist of sarcasm, dad jokes, and older jokes that he's heard Watari use in the past.
• Once a romantic relationship is established there's definitely a specific softness and leniency that he doesn't show anyone else
• Letting you take bites of his sweets, giving you free range of his "office", occasionally bringing you with him on abroad cases, ect.
• Although I think he'd love physical affection, he wouldn't let you into his personal space that much when he's somewhere in person
• Will NOT let you be affectionate at all near the Task Force mainly to conceal how you affect him and especially so Light can't figure out his weaknesses.
• When everyone else is out of sight and it's just you two he really likes being in your bubble
• REALLY likes being in your personal space-
• It's obvious that he likes getting up in peoples business mainly to make them uncomfortable or to really analyze them
• But he does it to you just for the hell of it
• One minute he'll be working on whatever and you're doing the same,
• The seconds later he's so close to you his nose is practically touching your face-
• He's a lot like a cat when it comes to affection
• he just likes pressing his face into- arms/body not even around you most of the time he just smushes himself into your shoulder/neck
• And because L's a little freak, he likes smelling you-
• not exaggeratedly or excessively but you can tell when he's doing it-
• He's not normal about you like at all but he's quite about it trust
• Lords forbid if your a gourmand bitch who likes to smell hella sweet
• Walk past him smellin like caramel or some shit and he's gonna be up your ass all day
• FIGURATIVELY... (you freaks...)
• And because of his VASTT amount of money he'll occasionally buy you really nice, thoughtful gifts
• Usually for holidays or your birthday but sometimes if your upset at him for whatever reason he'll buy you something small but sweet ❤️🩹
• We all know of L's fucked up sleep schedule (or the lack there of)
• But I think if you've expressed your frustration of not being able to go to bed with him enough times, he'll make a habit of laying with you or sitting with you until you fall asleep.
• During the Kira case he does this way more often and continuously checks on you to feel your pulse and your breath just to make sure
• I also think L wouldn't like lip kisses that much- at first at least
• he just wasn't used to it and the feeling of it kinda made him uncomfy...
• Once further into the relationship though he's obsessed
• biiiggg oral fixation
• Sometimes he'll just randomly bring your hand to his lips to press your fingers against them instead of his own 🥹
• This man makes me so feral I love him so much eughhh
YAYAYAYY FIRST DEATH NOTE PIECE‼️ I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE HOW I WROTE L HES SO PRECIOUS TO ME 🥹
big eb once again doing anythingggggg but their requests. anyways happy easter yall
Karkat Vantas x Reader
Content warnings : drugs (smoking weed), mental health struggles, reader is implied to be a human
dividers by we-die-like-fools!!
You feel foolish as you take another hit of your joint. A party would be nice, the words bounce around in your skull for a bit before you scoff at yourself for your past idiocy. Of course you would crave socialization only to reel back as soon as you get it. It’s what led you to hiding out here, sitting on the roof alone with a joint in between your fingers. The cool summer air blows gently across your face as it picks up the smoke on its way and brings it up to the stars. You feel like you’re stuck in a trance watching it happen, and for a second, everything is okay. You can still faintly smell the scent of weed and cigarette smoke stuck in your hair from the party inside, but it’s almost overtaken by the freshness of the wind. You smile thinking of it.
You know that being slightly buzzed on top of a roof isn't the greatest of plans, but you can’t find it in yourself to really mind all that much. You got tired of the stares you were getting, the pity glances and people seeming to walk on eggshells around you. You almost wanted to do something outrageous to get attention, like screaming in someone's face or bringing them in for a kiss, just for everyone to stop looking at you like that. You decided against it. Your self destructive tendencies would have to find another way to manifest, and manifest they did. You bring the joint up to your lips once again and inhale.
You start to count the stars when the window next to you opens. You don’t turn your head to look. Whoever it was would make their appearance verbal soon enough, so why lose your spot? Just like you guessed, the figure makes itself known by interrupting your count.
“... HEY.”
You don’t respond as your eyes dart from star to star. It feels like your universe was folding in on itself by how many shiny white dots were sprinkled in the sky. Your fuzzy brain couldn't compute it all. It was interrupted by a head that made its way in front of your eyes, messy hair and tiny horns with a permanent scowl that could scare off a bear. This time around, his pointy frown was softer and more of a concerned grimace. You hated that face more than anything.
“Well hello to you, Karkat. Enjoying my awesome party or not?” You ask it like you’re playing the part of a perfect party host, and you can’t help but laugh in your head. You couldn’t give two shits about how the party was going, you just couldn’t seem to have an empty house right now. The background noise of people laughing and socializing was enough to calm your racing heart.
His jacket rustled slightly as he took a seat next to you. As much as you hate to admit it, his presence settles and dulls the perpetual emptiness you’ve felt in your stomach for months now. “IT’S FINE. WAS MORE CONCERNED ABOUT THE MISSING HOST, BUT TURNS OUT THEY’RE JUST BEING A FUCKING IDIOT SMOKING WEED ON THE ROOF. ISN’T THERE A SHITTY HUMAN MUSICAL CALLED THAT? SOMETHING ON THE ROOF?”
You giggle, “Diddler on the roof.”
“IT’S NOT CALLED THAT.”
The silence that falls between the two of you is comfortable, but anticipatory. You know Karkat has more to say besides that, Karkat has always had something more to say. Before he can get his next sentence in, you take another drag of your joint. Might as well mentally prepare yourself for the talk he’s so obviously mustering up the courage to start.
“.. NOT TO PLAY THE ROLL OF A SHITTY THERAPIST OR ANYTHING, BUT… WE’RE WORRIED ABOUT YOU.”
There it was. Surprise to nobody and shock to none. Maybe the weed had something to do with it, but you couldn't help but giggle yet again. You put your head back and stared up at the sky. Karkat was obviously bugged by your nonchalantness about the whole ordeal, his brow furrowing even more than they naturally did. “I’M BEING SERIOUS- EVERYONE IS ASKING ABOUT YOU. PEOPLE I DON’T EVEN KNOW THAT WELL ARE ASKING ABOUT YOU. DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING WORRYING AND HARD IT IS TO GET ALL OF OUR FRIENDS COMING TO ME ASKING IF YOU’RE OFF THE FUCKING DEEP END YET?”
Wow, talk about a mood killer. You take another hit off the joint and blow the smoke into the air, feeling the embarrassment and anger settle in your stomach. Once the smoke has exited your body, you stare down at your shoes. “That must be really hard for you.” Your words have more bite than intended, but you can’t find it in yourself to care.
Karkat instantly looks remorseful. His hand finds its way to fiddle with the loose string on his jacket. “SHIT- I’M SORRY, I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT. I JUST MEAN ITS HARD KNOWING YOU’RE NOT DOING WELL. YOU MEAN A LOT TO…. EVERYONE, WE’RE JUST NOT USED TO YOU LIKE THIS.”
You sigh as you listen to his words. Words that you’ve already heard before, the ‘are you okay’s and the ‘call me if you need anything’s. They’re sweet, but you know what they mean. You knew you were hard to manage like this, you knew you were less than pleasant. You were in the process of trying to figure out how to be again while the world just.. kept spinning.
And you knew you weren’t special because of this. Everyone has their own shit, you just seem to be handling yours especially poorly. You bring your free hand up to your lip and start to pick at the skin there.
“Yeah, well, I’m not either. Guess we’re both going through a learning curve.”
Karkat settles and silently admits a temporary defeat. The quiet between the two of you this time around doesn’t hold that openness that the first one did, and you have no one but yourself to blame for that. But it still held that care, that silent love. You could feel the way Karkat’s ganderbulbs bore holes into your face. Even with you refusing to look at him, he couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of you. He took note of just how.. Bad you looked. Not on an attractive scale, all things considered, he thought you were pretty good looking. But the bags under your eyes and your bloody lips were enough to tell him what he needed to know, what he already knew.
“.. YOU STAYING AT MY PLACE TONIGHT?”
When he finally spoke up, a weight you didn’t know was on you suddenly lifted. The relief you felt in knowing he wasn’t pissed with you was enough to silence your mind. “If you’ll have me, sure. Didn’t have plans with anyone else. Doubt I’ll be getting there soon, though, I dunno when people are gonna start leaving.” You wished they never would. If the party never ends, you’ll always have people in the other room. All of your friends have silently accepted that for the time being, you’d couch surf until you learned how to be yourself again. You don’t know if it was healthy, but everyone is too busy treating you like a glass doll to say anything about it. It was weird to have such an opinionated friend like Karkat treating you like you’d break at any second.
The guilt did in fact eat away at you for being such a needy mess who did little else but feel sorry for themselves, but the ache just felt too fresh to do anything but. You knew you’d be okay eventually. You just wished you didn’t have to go through this process first.
You wordlessly and slowly lean your weight into Karkat's side, your head coming to rest on his shoulder. Karkat's arm found its way around you in return. And for a few seconds, the world felt alright again. Maybe you didn’t need Karkat yelling at you, not yet, maybe you just needed him to prove to you that he’s there and will continue to be there. Maybe that was enough for now.
NOT PROOFRED OR EDITED!!!!! u see a mistake BLINK!!
Papa is back guys I'm making my way through my asks very slowly but surely 🥹
CW: Classic Kk behavior, Gn!Reader, reader can be troll or human, talks about body image, classic hemo-racism, talks about anxiety and burnout
• OUGHHH I LOVE HIM‼️‼️
• I genuinely love him so much he's my favorite
• anyways-
• Karkat would be such a good fucking lover omg
• At first it's a bit awkward/messy because despite being the "Romance expert" and consuming so much media about romance
• He's honestly SO bad at admitting it and showing it
• It would honestly take a good year or two to actually get somewhere with him-
• Trust is a very big thing with him (for various reasons) so he needs time before he can express anything romantic to you.
• He's very tentative pre-relationship or pre...anything really-
• He watches you very carefully, putting certain information away in the expansive filing cabinet that is his brain
• What makes you laugh, what makes you excited, what your hobbies are, what you hate, what makes you annoyed, everything.
• And after a good while of careful trust building he finally lets you know about his blood color
• If you're a human, he might let you know earlier on because he knows there won't be any prejudice held against him.
• But it'll probably take a good minute if your also a troll-
• He would need lots of reassurance that you won't think of him any differently because of his mutation.
• But after you both have a mutual trust in each other and there's no judgement
• he's SO adoring holy shit
• when he's not engrossed in his many Romance novels/movies or trying to keep things civil between his friends
• you can always find him zoning out on you
• he is a yearnerrr
• When you exist too loud or if you do something stupidly loveable he starts tweaking out
• Cuteness aggression if you will
• Don't think you're safe from getting bit or bonked because you're not 🥹
• "OH SHIT THIS IS THE BEST PART. THIS IS PART IS SO FUCKING IMPORTANT TO M- HEY!"
• "Oww!! Karkat what the fuck?"
• "YOU WEREN'T LOOKING. THIS IS IMPORTANT!"
• Gog speed if you're not paying attention to every detail or comment during his romcoms ...
• I like to think his main ways of showing affection are quality time and acts of service
• He will involve you in EVERYTHING he does
• A new movie came out? You're watching it together. He's going to the store? Get dressed, you're coming too. You want to go out to eat? When and where he already has his shoes on.
• He'll also get so happy if you actually respond to his commentary
• He's gotten so used to people never really listening to him (especially during movie rants)
• so when he hears you respond and actively involving yourself in his rants he'll be so in love
• " I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE SHE WOULDN'T TELL HER MATESPRIT ABOUT SOMETHING SO CRUCIAL.WHERES THE COMMUNICATION YOU NOOKWHIFFER."
• "Right! She did NOT deserve him"
• "ABSOLUTELY NOT."
• he's giggling and kicking his feet in his head
• He also likes doing things for you despite him telling you he's not your lusus
• Getting a snack for you, bending over to get something for you,
• for some reason I think tying someone's shoes is like- peak romantic gesture to him??
• With all the shit that's happened to him and his friends I think he just really yearns for domestic slop
• Like he just wants to wake up and find you in the kitchen sipping coffee
• FOR FUCKS SAKE CAN HE JUST HAVE THAT?
• ahem ahem
• anyways!
• I also like to think that he really likes physical touch
• but he doesn't like to be the one to initiate it.
• The most he'll do is awkwardly reach for your hand
• But he love love loves when you go out of your way to be physically affectionate
• love on him damnit please
IM SOO SORRY THIS IS SO BUNZ ITS REALLY RUSHED I WANTED TO GET THIS OUT BEFORE EASTER 😓 I hope y'all have a good day and a good Easter to anyone who celebrates! :DD
Papa is back guys I'm making my way through my asks very slowly but surely 🥹
CW: Classic Kk behavior, Gn!Reader, reader can be troll or human, talks about body image, classic hemo-racism, talks about anxiety and burnout
• OUGHHH I LOVE HIM‼️‼️
• I genuinely love him so much he's my favorite
• anyways-
• Karkat would be such a good fucking lover omg
• At first it's a bit awkward/messy because despite being the "Romance expert" and consuming so much media about romance
• He's honestly SO bad at admitting it and showing it
• It would honestly take a good year or two to actually get somewhere with him-
• Trust is a very big thing with him (for various reasons) so he needs time before he can express anything romantic to you.
• He's very tentative pre-relationship or pre...anything really-
• He watches you very carefully, putting certain information away in the expansive filing cabinet that is his brain
• What makes you laugh, what makes you excited, what your hobbies are, what you hate, what makes you annoyed, everything.
• And after a good while of careful trust building he finally lets you know about his blood color
• If you're a human, he might let you know earlier on because he knows there won't be any prejudice held against him.
• But it'll probably take a good minute if your also a troll-
• He would need lots of reassurance that you won't think of him any differently because of his mutation.
• But after you both have a mutual trust in each other and there's no judgement
• he's SO adoring holy shit
• when he's not engrossed in his many Romance novels/movies or trying to keep things civil between his friends
• you can always find him zoning out on you
• he is a yearnerrr
• When you exist too loud or if you do something stupidly loveable he starts tweaking out
• Cuteness aggression if you will
• Don't think you're safe from getting bit or bonked because you're not 🥹
• "OH SHIT THIS IS THE BEST PART. THIS IS PART IS SO FUCKING IMPORTANT TO M- HEY!"
• "Oww!! Karkat what the fuck?"
• "YOU WEREN'T LOOKING. THIS IS IMPORTANT!"
• Gog speed if you're not paying attention to every detail or comment during his romcoms ...
• I like to think his main ways of showing affection are quality time and acts of service
• He will involve you in EVERYTHING he does
• A new movie came out? You're watching it together. He's going to the store? Get dressed, you're coming too. You want to go out to eat? When and where he already has his shoes on.
• He'll also get so happy if you actually respond to his commentary
• He's gotten so used to people never really listening to him (especially during movie rants)
• so when he hears you respond and actively involving yourself in his rants he'll be so in love
• " I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE SHE WOULDN'T TELL HER MATESPRIT ABOUT SOMETHING SO CRUCIAL.WHERES THE COMMUNICATION YOU NOOKWHIFFER."
• "Right! She did NOT deserve him"
• "ABSOLUTELY NOT."
• he's giggling and kicking his feet in his head
• He also likes doing things for you despite him telling you he's not your lusus
• Getting a snack for you, bending over to get something for you,
• for some reason I think tying someone's shoes is like- peak romantic gesture to him??
• With all the shit that's happened to him and his friends I think he just really yearns for domestic slop
• Like he just wants to wake up and find you in the kitchen sipping coffee
• FOR FUCKS SAKE CAN HE JUST HAVE THAT?
• ahem ahem
• anyways!
• I also like to think that he really likes physical touch
• but he doesn't like to be the one to initiate it.
• The most he'll do is awkwardly reach for your hand
• But he love love loves when you go out of your way to be physically affectionate
• love on him damnit please
IM SOO SORRY THIS IS SO BUNZ ITS REALLY RUSHED I WANTED TO GET THIS OUT BEFORE EASTER 😓 I hope y'all have a good day and a good Easter to anyone who celebrates! :DD
YoU shoUld totally write something with Calliope and Gamzee,,,,their dynamic makes me bawl my eyes oUt (Platonicly please!!)
COUGHS THIS OUT AFTER A MONTH. OUGH HACKK
sorry this took so long i promise on EVERYTHING i have, BOTH of my pinkies that the next things i write will not take a month. T_T
this might be a bit ooc/haphazardly written(and a bit short, my apologies >_>) as im still trying to get back into the “flow” of writing properly, bUt i hope it’s decent enough. ^u^
gamzee and calliopes relationship is sUper cUte to me and i wish it was expanded Upon more in the epilogUes!
callie Uses they/them narratively despite them not being oUt at this cUrrent point in time !!
this takes place not too long after gamzee is broUght back from canon in candy and is completely platonic!
this was beta read by a very sleep deprived me
Calliope had always thought of themself as “luckier” than other members of their species. And although that title had never seemed to stay solid with them throughout the years, it seemed to shine as bright as ever in their mind. At least at the current moment. They were out with the closest person they could call a parent, multiple bags in their arms filled with various decorations and food for his hive. “well, what do yoU think of earth C so far?” They asked, looking over the bags as they patiently waited for his answer. “i ThInK tHiS pLaCe Is MoThErFuCkInG wOnDeRfUl,” he began. “Im FeElInG mOrE aNd MoRe ReDeEmEd JuSt BeInG uP aNd In ThIs PlAcE.”
Calliope would’ve clapped their hands together in response if they were available, instead opting to let out a small chitter of joy. “thats jUst splendid! ive tried my very best to make this place as enjoyable as possible for yoU! i feel as if it’s the least i can do after all yoU’ve done for me.” Gamzee didn’t return their sentimental look. “i ThInK iTs eNoUgH, sIsTeR.” He lazily reached his arms out to the sky. “BrIgHt BlUe SkIeS tO gUiDe My FoLlOwErS aLl Up InTo MoThErFuCkInG lIvIn It WiTh Me.” He lowered his arms, turning towards them. “AnD iVe GoT yOu To ThAnK fOr It.” Calliope smiled and turned back towards the sidewalk, adjusting their arms so everything settled better.
“goodness, i dont deserve all of the credit. john was the one who broUght yoU back in the first place.” They said bashfully. “AiNt YoU tHe OnE wHo GaVe HiM tHe IdEa?” Calliope turned away from him, bringing a claw up to their face. “i sUppose i did, bUt trUly thats not a big feat. its nothing compared to yoUr natUral kindness.” Gamzee chuckled, the sound long and dragged out. “iT wAs A mOtHeRfUcKiNg MiRaClE,” he replied slowly before continuing. “aLl Of ThAt TiMe In ThAt FrIdGe MaDe Me ThInK. aBoUt CoMbAt, pHiLoSoPhY, lIfE, lOvE. bUt MoSt ImPoRtAnTlY, hOw MoThErFuCkInG sOrRy I wAs.” Gamzee’s expression was now a faux sadness, his gaze towards the ground.
Calliope returned his frown, reaching out to put a claw on his shoulder. As best as they could, anyway. “I dIdNt MeAn To KiLl AlL mY fUcKiN’ fRiEnDs!” He paused for a moment. “I wAs LoNeLy.” A sad clown honk followed his words, the source unknown to them but impactful nonetheless. Calliope would’ve wiped a tear from their eye if they were able to. “i can’t imagine how awfUl it mUst’ve been for yoU. a neglectfUl lUsUs, no trUe friends.” They shook their head solemnly, their eyes closed. A beat of silence passed between the two before a hand on their shoulder made them look at Gamzee. He stared up at them, the look in his eyes unclear. “It WaS mOtHeRfUcKiNg ToUgH, sIsTeR. bUt BeInG aLl Up WiTh YoU aNd My FoLlOwErS mAkEs It AlL wOrTh It.”
Their smile returned as they let out a small chirp. “oh, here’s yoUr hive!” They slowed to a stop in front of a large building, a faint yellow light emanating from the windows. “looks like i forgot to tUrn the lights off before i left..” They muttered, tilting their head. Gamzee walked forward first, prompting Calliope to follow him. Once inside, Calliope dropped the bags onto a table and began digging through them. They stopped upon feeling a hand on their shoulder. Turning around, their eyes widened as Gamzee offered them a bottle of Faygo. Where he got it was unknown to them. “DoNt StArT hUrRyIn’ AlReAdY,” he said as he pushed the bottle into their hands. “lEtS eNjOy ThE mOtHeRfUcKiN’ mOmEnT.”
“oh! of coUrse, what was i thinking?” Calliope chuckled as they opened it. “we shoUld invite roxy! im sUre she’d be happy to join Us!” Gamzee nodded in agreement, prompting them to rush towards the phone. They had a good feeling about the rest of the night.
