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Spin the Bottle is a dangerous game, especially when you have a huge crush on your best friend.
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11 Jan 2026
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“Gundam,” she says, “would you like to have sex with me?”
All at once, he turns red again, red like a traffic light. “I am not sure I understand.” He mumbles.
“Because I’d like to have sex with you,” she says, “I’d like that a whole lot – but you know, I really don’t want to do anything that you don’t want to do. And what I think, Gundam, is that you do want to have sex with me, but you think you shouldn’t, for some reason, maybe you think that I don’t want to or maybe you’re being noble or something. But since I do actually want to have sex with you, and there’s no call for you to be noble about these things, I was wondering if that’s something you’d like to actually do. Preferably soon. Maybe now.”
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11 Jan 2026
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>Dave: survive three years on this rock by MadSeason (naive_wanderer)
Fandoms: Homestuck
18 Aug 2020
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Growing up on a flying meteor is hard work. You know this from experience.
TG: dude what is this piece of shit you just sent me
CG: TO PUT IT IN YOUR HUMAN TERMS:
CG: IT’S A FUCKING LOVE STORY, DAVE.Well, it's a bit more than that.
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24 Dec 2025
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Character growth and a great representation of communication is key!
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"I wanted you to stay an irredeemable asshole. I didn’t want you to be my best friend!”
“Well I didn’t want to be yours, either, assclown!” you shout back, finally righting your shades. “But it’s too late now! Jesus fuck.”
“Yeah,” Karkat says, breathing heavily through his nose. “Too late now.”
Then he starts laughing. You see it bubble up from his throat; how he tries to control it for only a second before giving in.
You join in after shoving him back for good measure, steadily ignoring the memory of how his hands felt on your shoulders, and wondering if he ever laughed this much before the game upended his life. Probably not. You sure didn’t.
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“Why can’t you just let me do something nice for you?” you say, a bit like a petulant kid. “I get it, I wasn’t really listening before, it doesn’t have to be for this occasion or whatever. Fair enough. I just wanted to give you something nice, to say I’m glad you exist. Please?”
There’s a bit of white noise, or rustling, on the other end. Then Karkat says, sounding out of breath, “Are you seriously telling me this over that moronic foam ass speaker? My blood-pusher actually stopped because what you just said was so borderline perfectly romantic and now the memory is going to be forever sullied by the knowledge that you woke me up to tell me this over a foam ass.”
“It was not romantic,” you say, back on solid ground. “I’ll show you romantic.”
“Oh please,” Karkat says, “please,” and you can hear the smile in his voice, now. You love putting it there.
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“Dave, I know we’re both being snippy assholes refusing to apologize right now, but I still want to be here with you. Do you want to be here with me?”
Your stomach does an acrobatic fucking pirhouette. How can he be this much of a disaster and also this good with words when it really counts? “Of course I do.”
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Dream-sharing: a highly illegal little industry in which agents delve into people's dreams, and unearth their deepest secrets and memories.
Within this business, the Strider-Lalondes are known as the best there is — until Dirk Strider gets his fool-ass trapped within the confines of his own subconscious, with his Auto-Responder playing malicious prison warden.
To save him, the best and brightest dreamers in the world will have to form a team. Backed by the token rich friend, lead by the surliest extractor ever bribed out of retirement, haunted by the shade of the latest, greatest agent in the biz, and on the run through a dangerous tiered dream in a hostile mind... It's going to take a miracle to pull this one off.
11/11/21: FULLY REVISED WITH A "FIVE YEARS LATER" EPILOGUE
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23 Dec 2025
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Holy shit, he just said he'd marry Karkat.
They were going to get married.
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Across the room, Dirk Strider stares you down. You get the feeling, if he weren’t wearing his dumb triangle shades, the two of you would be making some seriously intense and uncomfortable eye contact. It’s nearly impossible to look away. He’s posted against the wall, nursing a can of orange soda, not talking to anyone. Just like you.
Except you’re drinking hooch, not gross Fanta.
(Or, John Egbert is clueless and Dirk Strider doesn't have a clue.)
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22 Dec 2025