This is... actually quite late, haha, but yes, 70+ followers wowie I never thought I'd get this far //huffs gratefully
And since a lot of you came after the Striley picture I decided to celebrate it with some DirkJade because yes good never enough DirkJade yup. ((Based off this post in the DirkJade tag huffhuff
((I'm also going to try and tag my art as much as I can from now on, so the tag I'm using is Miki is an artist * ^*a I'll be uploading some more art in a little bit but yeah! I hope you darlings have a nice day!! ; 7;)/ !!!!!!!
((thank you for the prompt. i don't mind being asked for second chapters at all!! i don't often write multi-chaptered fics but when i do they're lots of fun. uvu))
chapter 1 // chapter 2
The room was dark, swollen, and brooding like a hazy storm cloud. Karkat basked in it, a smile on his mouth despite the emptiness he felt inside his chest, sitting there like a lump of gravy. He was smiling because he knew that if he didn't, he would crumble down and sob.
CG: DAVE
CG: DAVE I KISSED HER
TG: who the hell are you talking about
TG: what the fuck karkat this better not be about jade
CG: MORE THAN ONCE
Karkat didn't know why he was doing this. But for some reason he wanted to hurt Dave. Badly.
TG: where is she
TG: what did you do to her
Was Dave trying to suggest Karkat had kissed her against her will? To his surprise, that made him ache. Dave didn't even know him. Not anymore, it seemed. Maybe he'd been deluding himself when he thought that they could be friends at some point.
Forcing Jade to kiss him would have been completely meaningly. He didn't want that at all. Karkat wanted her to feel the same way, he wanted to feel her smile through the kiss, her breath hot on his lips and her fingers running through his hair. Karkat would never hurt her or make her do anything she didn't want to.
Jade was like a bird, something that couldn't just be put into a cage to be admired. She refused to be. She had opinions and thoughts that she made sure were heard. That was just who she was, and that was why he...
Loved her.
No matter how hard they had fought in the past or how many times she said she never wanted to talk to him again, his feelings hadn't changed.
CG: NOTHING. SHE LEFT A WHILE AGO.
CG: IS IT THAT HARD TO BELIEVE THAT MAYBE SHE DOESNT SEE ANYTHING IN YOU?
CG: THAT PERHAPS, MUCH TO YOUR CHAGRIN, JADE MIGHT HAVE SOME FREE FUCKING WILL AND BE ABLE TO SEEK OUT OTHERS TO KISS THEM?
TG: look i know all that but its just
TG: we had a date planned and everything what the hell
TG: im going to talk to her right now
TG: ...
TG: you better stay away from her karkat im warning you
Karkat's head filled with swears, curses, laments, and his eyes spilled over with tears he had been keeping back for too long. He told himself over and over again, he was going to be okay. Dave would fight for Jade, he would protect her when Karkat knew he couldn't. Maybe this was for the better after all. Jade deserved to be happy, even more so than him.
In the end, he realized that he had kept her from that happiness, had nearly ruined everything. And so he gnashed his teeth and cried.
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TG: hey jade
TG: i uh know what happened okay
TG: with you and karkat
TG: do you want to talk about it or something??
TG: you know im not really good at this talking thing but
TG: look you really mean a lot to me and i promise im not being sarcastic this time
TG: hello
TG: are you we still on for our date
TG: god i know it sounds cheesy but i hope so
TG: its was stupid as all hell but i was seriously fucking happy when you said yes
TG: so uh yeah
TG: message me when you get on whenever that may be
TG: see you
Dave pinched the bridge of his nose, the longer the text stared him in the face the more he wished he had never sent them.
As much as he wanted to think of it as a mistake, the kiss between Jade and Karkat, the troll's last few words had irked him more than he wanted to admit.
Had she actually kissed him out of her own free will? Was she just stringing him along and Dave, like an idiot, was totally oblivious? He trusted her more than anyone but that only seemed to make the doubtful questions sting even more. What the hell was wrong with him?
Tapping of knuckles, just the faintest knock at the door.
"Bro, you don't have to knock." He shouted from his room, collapsing onto his bed and staring up at the ceiling. Everything about him felt helplessly heavy and for some reason he didn't feel like fighting it tonight.
The knocks were louder and more insistent now. This obviously wasn't Bro.
"Coming!" He called and darted across his apartment, carefully avoiding the discarded clothing and shitty swords. Earlier he'd cleaned up most of the smuppets and shoved them into a closet, thank god.
The brass knob of the door swung open, revealing an out of breath Harley. Her face was flushed red and her eyes were close to the same color, blurred with tears. The air was suddenly thick with tension as he stumbled backwards, Jade launching herself at him with her arms around his neck.
"J-Jade..." His thoughts rushed back to the embarrassing messages he'd sent her. At least he knew she wouldn't see them for a while. Tentatively his hands reached around her warm back and her fists clutched his t-shirt for dear life.
"Can I... c-come inside?" She choked, smearing her hot tears with the backs of her hands. He nodded, unable to make a noise.
The sound of her uneven breathing filled the empty apartment as she lowered herself onto the couch with shaky hands. Dave sat beside her, careful not to be too close in case she needed space, but also close enough so that she wouldn't feel too alone. He knew that feeling all too well.
"I left some messages on your computer..." He began uncertainly, trying to fill the awkward silence with something, anything. "But uh, just ignore them. They were pretty stupid."
Jade looked at him with a shy smile, wiping away the last of her tears. As she reached for his hand she murmured, "I already saw them, silly. Don't you remember what I always say about carrying 5 computers on you at all times?" He would have chuckled except for her fingers wrapping around his and the soft weight of her head leaning on his shoulder.
"I'd understand if you don't like me anymore you know..."
"What are you talking about? I just want to know what happened today, that's all." His voice came out quiet and unsure as he traced her jaw with his thumb.
"Dave, I..." Jade trailed off but then continued after an unsteady sigh, "Karkat invited me over. For a while we were just playing board games and it was pretty fun. But somewhere along the line our hands started touching, and it was sturdy and warm... And that's how I thought your hand would feel like."
Dave's heart skipped a beat.
"Then somehow we started kissing. I knew I didn't want it and I almost pulled away but then I realized that if I... If I closed my eyes it didn't feel like it was Karkat anymore. It could be anyone I wanted and I um," She shuffled nervously and her gaze darted to anything but Dave.
"I was thinking about you!" She blurted loudly. "I said your name and Karkat heard it and he was okay with it but I wasn't because it wasn't really you!" Her hand never left his, now burning hot along with her face.
Dave didn't know why, but those few words made him feel light and giddy with relief. Giddy enough to do something stupid, something reckless, something like kiss the blushing girl next to him.
When he pulled away, panting and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear for her, she pressed her face to his chest to listen to his heartbeat.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you or Karkat but I..." Was all she said before adding, "I l-love you Dave Strider."
And even though it took everything in him, he didn't hesitate as he whispered into her ear, "I love you too Jade Harley."
*5 year old DirkJade child, in the doorway of their bedroom* "m-mommy? Daddy? the storms getting really loud and scary. can you come tell me the storm story again? Chase the evil thunder trolls away?"
wait is dave now dirkjade kid im so confused
my mind is full of fuck but.
thats cute yo :O
jade strider is a long suffering wifey lemme tell u a thing.
dirk you cant complain about getting cockblocked by baby dave or whoever that is
you sleep with a fucking smuppet
im pretty much MATHS% sure that is affecting your sex life far more deeply than your son.
#the amazing digital circus
#photography
#coquette
#heated rivalry
#wlw
